I Am The Luna

This is it.

Time to go see my new pack.

I look back at him and nod.

"I will be seeing you all a lot sooner than you'd expect. Keep your schedules flexible," Atticus says.

Valerie and Zade nod before Atticus walks me to the awaiting car, motioning to his driver that he's got it and opens the door for me. I get in and he closes the door, going around the other side where his driver opens the door and closes it once Atticus is inside.

"Ready?" he asks me.

I nod. "Ready as I'll ever be."

"They will welcome you."

He simply looks ahead; completely confident I'll be welcomed and it makes me curious. How can he be so sure?

"You have faith in your people," I state.

He nods. "I won't say a word and you will see their genuine reaction when I introduce you."

"I hope so," I murmur as he places his arm around me, tugging me close. I curl up into him. We had slept late, and I was a little sleepy. "How long will the journey take?"

He chuckles. "By car about 20 minutes and then a further 40 minutes by plane."

"Mm.... I think I could make use of that time..." I murmur, running my fingers down his chest. He grabs hold of my wrist.

"Or I could instead."

He leans forward and presses a button, closing the screen between the front seat and us. I smile, all sleep disappearing as he pulls me onto his lap and slides my zipper down.

"Are you sure? You won't feel left out?" I tease, biting my lip as his hand slips into my pants.

"You will come to learn that I have been alone for many years, and I have excellent discipline... besides..." he brushes my hair back, kissing my neck, nibbling on the tender skin. "There's just something satisfying about watching someone. drown in pleasure by your hand..."

My core clenches, a soft gasp leaving me when his finger finds my clit.

"Not a sound or I stop," he commands seductively. "Eyes on me."

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My heart thuds as he begins to pleasure me and I bite my lip, trying not to let out a sound, not wanting him to stop, because something tells me he sure willThis belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

I kiss him, letting out a soft sigh as he slides his fingers into me, his thumb rubbing my clit.

Oh fuck! Bliss consumes me, throwing me into a drunken haze of pleasure as I keep my eyes locked with his that are filled

with hunger as he watches me.

My core clenches, my cheeks flushing under his gaze as he fucks me sensually with his fingers.

He smirks, leaning closer as he ravages my neck. A sting of pain accompanies the pleasure as he sucks hard, only adding to the pleasure I feel.

'Mark me...' I hear myself ask him via the mind-link as the pressure inside of me builds and I bite my lip from crying out, as my juices trickle down my thighs.

"Not like this, Angel. I will mark you, but not in the back of a car but in front of a crowd, so the world knows I have chosen my luna."

Fuck...

I nod as I try to focus on controlling myself. His free hand now tangles in my hair as he yanks my head back and sucks on my neck.

'And then, after that, I will bend you over and fuck you until you are unable to walk. He adds huskily through the mind- link just as my orgasm rips through me, and I am unable to hold back the moan of pure pleasure that rocks my entire body.

"Fuck." I breathe, my legs trembling as I sit down on his lap, resting my head on his shoulder.

He tugs my head up and raises an eyebrow. "I told you not one sound, you've been a bad girl, Riana."

"Shame. What you gonna do, Hot Stuff?" I whisper breathlessly with a cocky smirk as he slides his hand out of my pants, but the look in his eyes, as he smirks, makes my stomach flutter.

The car comes to a stop, and I hear the driver get out. I'm about to slide my zip up, glancing out of the window. Are we there?

"Bad girls get punished, Angel."

"Wait, you told him to get out... why?"

"As I just said, bad girls get punished. Now remove your pants," he commands as he sits there in his black suit, arms spread across the back of the seat, arrogant and completely fucking swoon-worthy. His eyes are fixed on me as he waits for me to follow his command.

A part of me wants to defy him... but there's a larger part that tingles with excitement..

Oh, how I want to know what he’ll do… and so, I obey.