His Reluctant Luna novel Chapter 44

" Yes! Harder please!" I called aloud as another orgasm rolled over my shuddering body. 

I held on to the wall, as Lucian hammered me from behind. The bed was a total wreck, so we had been doing it on the couch, making sure not to break it. The wall, the rug in front of the fireplace. Any available place. We had shifted into wolves a few times, letting our wolves familiarize with each other in the hours of this sexual marathon. I had lost count of how many orgasms I already had, or the different positions we had accomplished. Lana was ecstatic. She had been much calmer and nicer since I had accepted the mate bond.

Lucian was highly creative. So, we did it lying on our sides several times, a couple of times with me on top. Against the wall, the kitchen counter, the shower. 

The best was me lying flat on top of him, while he played with my breasts and clit while pumping in and out of me. I wondered what the pack would be thinking, we had been going at it for days.

"The pack is ecstatic and, in a mood, to celebrate, love. So, relax." Lucian said, thrusting deep. 

We could read each other's thoughts after coupling if we chose to keep ourselves open for the other to read. I was not connected to the pack yet, that would happen after I was coronated as their Luna. 

"Damm! I don't think I can survive another orgasm." I commented as we finished, and I lay down on the furs in front of the fireplace.

We had been locked in for a week now. Just surviving on instant noodles and lovemaking. My body was sore, and my mark throbbed. His room was in shambles. I wondered would it ever get fixed back to normal?

"Don't worry about the room, dear, "Lucian said as he collapsed next to me, folding his hand behind his head.

The wild craving to be constantly connected with him was quite overwhelming, my body hungered for his. I physically yearned for his lips to be on my mouth and body. My vagina wept for his unrelenting possession. My skin ached to be touched by his hard muscles and hands. His hardness shifting in and out of me made me feel complete. My body felt strangely reborn, energized, and supersensitive.

I giggled. He turned towards me, propping his head on his elbows.

"I didn't get this one. Learning to hide your thoughts, hmm?" He asked with a mischievous smile.

" A girl is entitled to keep a few secrets, you know, to maintain that aura of mystery," I replied, snuggling against his chest.

"Agreed, however, there is a way," he trailed his finger on my breast outlining my areolas," to find out secrets."

I felt that familiar stirring in my body, but I was not going to fall for it.

I chuckled.

"I was just thinking about what Emma said. That how being intimate with your mate is different from anything else."

"And?" He smiled.

"I agree with her," I grinned.

He gave a satisfied smile. Then nuzzled my mark. 

"I have found you after so long, sweetheart. You are a gift to me from the goddess Luna. I will treasure you and devote my life to keeping you happy. You hold my heart. You share my soul. I can die protecting you, Alice." He lightly sucked on my bottom lip, while gazing into my eyes.

He continued as his skilled lips trailed kisses on my cheeks.

"You and I cannot be separated," I whispered in his mind. "Your joy will be my joy; your pain will be my pain. My soul and your soul are united together as one. I love you, Lucian," I said into his mind.

"I love you too, Alice," he whispered and kissed my lips.

"Though I would prefer staying buried in this luscious body of yours, duty calls." He said after recovering from the kiss.

"I would also prefer to get out of this mess," I looked around at the devastation which we had caused.

"And have some real food," I added.

He stood up and scooped me up in his arms. I squealed in surprise.

"Put me down, Lucian, I am not that sore, I can walk."

"It's faster this way, baby. Besides, I get to hold your delicious body." He smiled down at me.

I agreed with his reasoning and wound my arms around his neck.

He rained kisses and nibbles on each area of skin, as I washed off in the shower. I returned the favour.