My Miracle Luna
Their Gemini Wolves Chapter 43

{Lexie's

P.O.V.}

I woke up in the morning and found myself in unfamiliar territory, entangled within someone else's arms and legs. My face was resting on top of an extremely hard c.hest, and someone was lightly snoring. My senses were filled with the aroma of freshly baked cupcakes. I slightly lifted my head to investigate and saw Brent sound asleep. I briefly glanced around the room and realized we were inside his room in the packhouse. I was honestly confused as to how I ended up in bed with him. I knew we didn't have s*x because both of us were still fully clothed.

This must have prompted my memory because I was instantly brought back to yesterday afternoon when he came into the kitchen to apologize to me. Everything replayed in my mind; it was then I remembered that Brent had confessed his love to me, and I reciprocated back. The thought alone made my cheeks feel warm. I nuzzled into his c.hest and felt his arms tighten around me. He stirred and cleared his throat.

"Are you awake, babe?" he asked groggily.

"Yeah. I'm sorry, did I wake you up by moving?"

"No, I was just making sure you weren't trying to run away from me," he responded before turning over to encase me in both of his arms. I maneuvered my arms the best I could and was able to put one over his h!p. I made small circular motions with my fingertips. "Mmmmm... That tickles," he said and kissed the top of my head.

"Oh, sorry," I giggled and stopped.

"I didn't say stop," he replied. I smiled again and continued.

"Anna used to do this for us when we were little. It helped us go to sleep when we were having a rough night." Brent pulled back a bit and looked down at me. I lifted my chin to meet his gaze.

"What do you mean by rough night?"

"You know, if they electrocuted us a little more than usual, or if they hit us for not listening to them," I answered casually. I felt his body stiffen. "Brent?" I looked at him again; his eyes were black, and he was breathing heavily. "Brent!?" He closed his eyes as he tried to slow down his breathing to quell his emotions. After a minute or so, his eyes opened and they were back to normal. "What happened? Why were your eyes black? Did I make you angry?"

"No, baby, you didn't. Just hearing about what happened to you and Lanie in the past just triggers me and Chaos. He hates hearing about what happened and wishes that he could have prevented all of that from happening." "Well, tell him I appreciate the thought."

"He can hear you. Remember, he hears what I hear. Just like Brooklyn hears what you hear. Speaking of Brooklyn, Chaos has been badgering me nonstop to meet her." I froze when he mentioned it.

"Oh..."

"Lexie, why haven't you ever shifted?" he asked me. I hated the fact that he brought it up. "Baby, are you afraid to shift?" I nodded my head. "Why?"

"I don't know. Brooklyn hasn't brought it up yet, and she's willing to wait until she's ready to come out."

"But Lanie shifted."

"Only because that b***h Lorie or Loretta ..." "Lorelai?"

"Whatever! It was only because she hit her. Lanie may be shy and reserved, but she doesn't take s**t from people. Believe it or not, Lanie is the one who got us into more trouble back in the day because she was always back talking." "Wait, what? Lanie? Talking back?" he asked genuinely surprised at what I said. I just nodded my head. After we laughed for a bit, he cleared his throat again. "Okay, now back on topic. Why are you afraid to shift?" "The pain." "What?"

"I don't want to feel the pain of shifting for the time being. Lanie said it hurt like a b***h, and that she felt sore after she shifted back. I've felt a lot of physical pain in my life, and I don't want to feel it anymore. Emotional pain is one thing, but physical pain is another. After everything we went through physically, I just don't want to add to it."

"Aww, Lexie, come here." He held me close to him and stroked my hair. "Look, I won't lie and say that shifting for the first time won't be painful. It's excruciatingly painful, and it takes several minutes. But, when you are ready to shift, I will be there with you the entire time. Shifting may be painful, but it's magical too. The bond with your wolf becomes so much stronger and just like how she can see through your eyes when you're in your human form, you will be able to see through eyes while in wolf form. Brooklyn also deserves her chance to meet Chaos, her mate." I knew Brent was right, and I felt horrible for keeping Brooklyn from Chaos over something as stupid as fear of pain.

You're not stupid, Lexie. I understand. When I saw everything you went through after I came to life on your 18th birthday, I was appalled and angry. So, I am completely fine with waiting a little longer until you are ready. Sure, I want to hurry and meet Chaos, but I am also your wolf and I feel your fear. I would never want you to go through something fearful just to meet my mate. Chaos will understand. Just like Brent does.

Brooklyn, what did I do to deserve such an amazing wolf like you?

You were born with me, silly girl. I was just asleep until it was time to wake up.

I smiled when she moved to the back of my mind. I looked up at Brent who was just smiling.

"What?"

"You were having a conversation with Brooklyn, huh?"

"Yeah, sorry. She was just reassuring me that she's willing to wait to meet Chaos. She doesn't want me to be in pain at her expense."

"Chaos said the same thing. He wants to see his mate, but he doesn't want you to be forced into pain just to meet her. When the time is right, you will know," he told me with a smile capable of melting this glacial heart of mine.

"What if ..." I started to say and paused. He stared at me and waited for me to continue. "What if we shift together after you mark me?" He looked surprised.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, what better time than when we become one with each other. I mean, that is what marking is, right? Solidifying our bond?" "Yeah, it is."

"Then, what's the problem?" I asked.

"Nothing. I guess there's only one thing left to ask-when do you want me to mark you?" I hadn't thought about that.

"Well, Rylee said it normally happens during ... s*x ..." The moment I said the "s" word, his eyes turned black again, but this time it wasn't out of anger. All I saw was desire and primal lust.

"Mmm... s*x, huh? So, let me ask you this, my oh-so-beautiful mate of mine..." he began to say and moved me onto my back. "When did you want to have s*x?" Before I could even answer, he pressed his l!ps to mine and rubbed his lower half against my lower half. I felt something poke me in the stomach.

"Brent, what is that?" I asked while breaking away. He didn't answer but moved onto k!ssing my neck instead. He s.ucked on a tender spot that instantly made me moan. He continued to rub his body against me as he focused on one spot on my neck. The thing that was poking me was getting harder and harder.

He maneuvered his body to position himself between my legs, and whatever was poking me in the stomach was now poking me between the legs where my private area was. I gasped when I felt it make contact down there, but not from pain or discomfort. It felt good, a warm sensation was building up in my lower body and I thought I felt a small bit of liquid leak out of my private area.

"Brent ... Oh god ..." I moaned. He stopped s.ucking on my neck and kissed my lips again. I felt his tongue swipe across my l!p, and by pure instinct, I opened my mouth, and he pushed his tongue in. I never thought the inside of someone else's mouth could taste good, but Brent tasted so amazing.

"Mmmm ..." He moaned into the kiss as our tongues rubbed and twisted with one another. "f**k, you're making me so hard, Lexie," he said and moved his body so that he was slight to my right side.

"What does that mean?"

"This." He took my hand and placed it over his private area. What I felt freaked me out and I instinctively retracted my hand.

"What is that!?"

"It's called a boner, Lexie. It's what happens to a man when they're horny."

"Oh... That's a good thing?" I asked and pointed to the boner.

"Yes, it's a great thing. But it's also very painful right now," he said and laughed.

"Why?"

"Well, it's a little tight in my pants, baby. And my p***s is as hard as a rock and it's stuck in my pants right now."

"Can't you just take your pants off?"

"I don't think you're ready for that... yet," he replied with a smirk.

"But, you said that it hurts," I said and reached for the band of his pants.

"Lexie! No! Hold on!" he said and jumped back.

"Why? I don't want you to be in pain, Brent."

"Lexie, baby, you need to calm down!" he said and laughed again. I was so confused. "The pain will go away on its own. You mentioned s*x and that instantly turned me on. But I'm not going to show you my d**k until we're ready to mate." "What if I want to see it now?" I asked shyly.

"What?!"

"Show me your p***s, Brent. I've always wondered what a hard p***s looks like."

"LEXIE!!"

"What!?"

"No!"

"Show me, Brent!" I shouted and got out of the bed.

"Lexie, stay back!" he returned fire and used his hand to cover his boner.

"It's still hard! Which means you're still horny! So, just take off your pants and show me!"

"My god woman! When did you get so assertive!?" he declared and moved back towards the corner of the room. I smiled seeing that I had him cornered. I slowly moved towards him, and he kept trying to push further and further back into the wall. I pressed my body up against him and moved his hands out of the way. He fought me at first, but once I got a hold of his d**k, he instantly gave up.

"What's wrong, Brent? I thought men liked it when a woman touched them?" I asked and started to rub my hand over his raging boner, as he called it.

"Oh, f**k," he moaned and bit his l!p.

"Tell me, my handsome mate, does this feel good?" I asked and rubbed a little harder. Whatever it was I was doing, he was definitely enjoying it because all he did was nod extremely fast. "Do you want me to take it out?" I asked and put my hand inside of his pants and then into his boxers. When I felt his p***s in my hand, I gasped at how hard it was and how hot it felt.

"f**k me, Lexie. Y-y-you n-n-need to s-st-stop..." he breathed heavily.

"Are you sure? You seem to be enjoying it," I replied when I saw his eyes flutter and his hands try to grip the wall behind him. I got on my tippy toes, not once stopping my hand movements, and kissed his neck. There was a certain spot that just seemed to be sweeter than the rest of his flesh, and I knew right then and there, this was going to be the spot that I marked him.

"Ahh... f**k!" Brent was practically melting at my every touch.

"I think we should let it out, don't you?" I pulled down his pants, and when I saw his hard p***s, my eyes just bulged out of my head. It was long. I had never seen an e.rect pen!s before, but I knew this had to be longer than average, and my hand barely fit around it. Albeit, I have small hands but still.

"Lexie, you really need to stop. I'm going to f*****g blow!"

"Blow?" I was confused when he said that, but suddenly I felt his d**k twitch in my hand.

"f**k!!" Brent shouted and then I felt something warm and sticky squirt all over my hand. It was shooting out of the little hole in the tip, and there was a lot of it. After a minute or so, Brent slid down to the floor and was breathless.

"What is this stuff?" I asked and inspected my hand.

"That... is called ... c*m," he answered between breaths. "f**k, I've never blown so hard from a hand job before."

"Is that what I was doing to you? A hand job?"

"Yes. Holy f**k, that felt so good." I giggled at him.

"Brent, what's c*m?" I asked, still looking at my hand. I pressed my fingertips together then pulled them apart as I got a feel for this creamy substance covering my hand. I noticed some got on my clothing and the floor as well.

"It's what comes out of a person's body when they have an orgasm. Men's c*m carry s***m."

"Oh, those are the little swimmer things that get women pregnant right? Anna told us about it." He lifted an eyebrow at me.

"Anna told you about s***m and eggs, but she didn't teach you about s****l things, such as hand jobs or boners?" he asked me.

"She said she wasn't allowed to. She's an angel, and talking about s*x was a sin for her," I answered. "The guards were always saying they were hard or horny, but we never knew what it really meant other than what Anna explained - without much detail I might add." "Right, I forgot about that," he said and stood up while fixing his pants.

"Brent?"

"Yeah?"

"Do girls c*m too?" He froze suddenly, and then his eyes turned black again.

"Do you want to find out?"

"Uhhh... su-" Before I could even finish my answer, Brent picked me up and threw me onto the bed.

"I think it's high time I showed you what a female org*asm feels like."

"But... I..."

"Don't worry, we're not going to have s*x ... yet. But there are other ways a man can give a woman an org*asm, and all it takes is one finger or even their tongue."

"Huh?" "You'll see."

{Chad's P.O.V.}

As the day progressed, preparations for the Alpha ceremony were getting underway. Omegas were scrambling all about to adorn the packhouse with decorations, the kitchen staff was working on the massive feast to cater to all of the visiting packs, and Lanie was getting ready somewhere upstairs with my mother.

"Chad." I turned to see my dad with Killian.

"Hey, buddy!" I greeted my son.

"Daddy, mine?" Killian pointed to the lavish displays surrounding us.

"Aww, I'm sorry buddy, but no. This party is for the grown-ups-Daddy, Uncle Brent, Uncle Maverick, Lanie, and Lexie."

"Aww, okay."

"Don't worry, my little man. There's going to be food, music, and dancing. And Alpha Wyatt, Luna Rylee, and Samson are coming too," I told him as I bent down to his level.

"Sam here?!" he asked with excitement all over his face.

"Soon! And they're going to be here for a couple of days, so you guys can have sleepovers with your cousins too."

"Yay! Yay! Yay!" he jumped up and down. I looked up at my dad who just smiled at me.

"What?"

"You are an amazing father, Chad. I didn't think I could be any more proud of the man you've grown up to become, yet here you are, about to be crowned the next Alpha of this pack," he replied and started to get teary-eyed. “Come on, old man, don't get all soft on me now!" I joked with him. T

"Shut up, boy. Let this old man be proud for a minute." I chuckled and let him have his moment. "After everything that happened with your first mate and you becoming a single father, I was so heartbroken that my son, my baby boy, had to endure so much pain by himself. But now, you have a second chance mate, one that is so special and rare. I know she's not Killian's birth mother, but I do not doubt in my mind that she will make a fine mother to him in due time." I smiled at that. I couldn't wait for Lanie to accept Killian as her son, but I promised she could have all the time in the world to do that. "Your mother and I are also hoping for more grandchildren," he added nonchalantly.

"DAD! Come on! Lanie's only 18. Give her a few years."

"Tell your mother that." I scoffed and shook my head.

"Chad." I turned to see Richard.

"Sir?"

"Enough with the honorific titles, will you? You're going to be crowned the next Alpha in a couple of hours, boy."

"I'm sorry, Richard. It's a force of habit."

"Quite alright. I wanted to come fetch you. The guests are starting to arrive. We should go greet them."

"Of course."

"Where is Brent?"

"Here!" We heard him shout while running down the stairs. He looked flustered, and yet, oddly happy.

"Dude, you didn't!" I said to him.

"What? No! Well, not quite, but... Wait, why am I even explaining anything to you!?" he exclaimed, making me, my dad, and Richard laugh.

"I see that you and Lexie have made up?" Richard asked.

"Yes, sir!" Brent replied happily.

"Again, with the sir."

"Did I miss something?" Brent asked.

"He doesn't want us calling him sir anymore," I answered.

"Oh, well, that's easy then, Richard," Brent said smugly. Richard scowled at him and I unwittingly smirked.

"Let's go greet the guests, shall we?" Richard commanded. Brent and I chuckled.

"Wait, where is Maverick?" Richard stopped and asked. Brent and I just looked at each other. "Nevermind. He's where he needs to be for now. We will have to save his inauguration for a later time." We nodded and headed out front to greet the guests. In just a few short hours, this pack was going to belong to me, and I was nervous as hell. But I was happy it was finally happening. Nothing could ruin this day.