The Luna and her Quadruplet Pups
The Luna And Her Quadruplet Pups Chapter 77

Ethan

Even as fury overwhelms me, my wolf can’t help but puff up with pride. My naughty little mate might not realize it, but she would never häve pushed me this way unless she felt safe doing so. It actually makes the fact that she believed I might be framing her even more outrageous, because she clearly knows I won’t harm her.

Then again, maybe she’s tipsy enough that she’s simply thrown caution to the wind. The scent of her obvious ar0usal is driving my hunger for her higher and higher, and it’s entirely possible that she’s gambling on my reaction to her provocation, hoping I won’t hurt her despite her better judgment.

Either way, she’s going to get her wish.

Without another word I close the distance between u, bending at the waist and hitching her up over my shoulder.

Jane yelps as I unceremoniously cart her away as if she’s a sack of potatoes, her small fists pounding my back once her mouth catches up to her brain, “Hey! What are you doing?

Put me down!” She orders, sounding about as intimidating as an angry kitten.

“I warned you, baby.” I remind her, swatting her behind when she continues to struggle against my hold. “You’re the one who chose not to listen.

“Where are you taking me?” Jane demands, whipping her head left and right before dropping her voice to an affronted whisper. “Ethan, there are people watching! We’re in public.”

“Maybe you should have thought of that before you decided to mouth off to your Alpha.” I scold, not giving her an inch of leeway.

“You’re not my Alpha.” She mutters mutinously, trying and failing to kick her legs in defiance.

“Alright,” l amend, “then you should have thought of that before you decided to mouth off to your mate.”

“You’re not that either:” Jane grumbles, “not anymore.”

“According to the Goddess I am” I remind her smugly, resting my hand on the back of her thighs just to taunt her.

Once a mate, always a mate.”

“Well not according to the courts.” She hisses fiercely.

I stride into the vineyards store room, scanning the small space to make sure we’re alone before shutting the door behind me and depositing Jane on a desk by the entrance.

The windowless space is full of sealed casks and smells of wine and wood, but my senses are too full of Jane to take notice.

Sprawled on her back, her hair a golden halo around her head, my former mate is glaring up at me with her brilliant green eyes. Leaning over her prone form, I circle her nape in one powerful hand, resisting the urge to fist my hand in her silky hair. “Last chance, little wolf” I warn her. “If you tell me to stop now, I will. If not, you pay the price.”

She studies me closely, and I can practically see the gears turning in her head as she weighs her options. Part of me fears I’m pushing too hard, especially with our history, but my Alpha instincts are driving me now. My wolf knows what the omega needs even if I remain uncertain.

Sure enough, Jane bares her teeth a moment later and challenges me outright, her stunning eyes ablaze with desire.

“Bite me.” She snaps, trying to rise up from the desk.

I catch her shoulder, pressing her back down before lowering my body over hers. Now I do slide my hand into her hair, tangling my fingers in the shining mass and pulling her head back to expose her neck to my sharp canines. “Gladly.”‘ I reply, closing my teeth around my faded mark.

I don’t bite down, as much as I want to. Instead I pause and gauge her reaction, chuckling darkly when she arches her back and tries to rub her swollen bre*asts against my chest. “Do you have any idea how long I’ve been waiting for this?” l question, retracting my fangs and instead k!ssing my way up her neck. Jane gasps softly, squirming beneath me and unconsciously licking her pink lips as I stare down at her.

“Waiting for what?” She goads, “you haven’t done anything yet.”

With a ravenous growl I claim her mouth, cutting off her defiant words and swallowing her cry of surprise. I catch her l!ps between mine over and over again, teasing the seam of her l!ps with my tongue and delving deep when they part.

She tastes of wine and sunshine, and suddenly I feel drunk for reasons that have absolutely nothing to do with our vineyard tasting tour. I devour Jane whole, running my hands over her lush body and reacquainting myself with her soft curves, feeling as if l’m finally coming home after too much time away.

Jane is arching up into me again, m0aning as our tongues tangle and clinging to me like a little blonde monkey. She nibbles my lower l*p and slides her hands beneath my shirt, exploring the hard contours of my ch3st and back as I steal more k!sses from her willing mouth. Her long legs wrap around my waist and her h**s rock reflexively, grinding against my hardness as I trail my tongue down the slender column of her throat.

Jane whimpers when I pull down the top of her dress to expose her bre*asts to the cool air, panting with need as I svck one swollen n****e into my hot mouth and tease the other with my thumb. I’m aching to delve my fingers between her legs, already knowing l’ll find her soaked, but I’m trying to bide my time. I don’t know when I might get this opportunity again, and I’m determined to make the most of it while l can.

Jane, on the other hand, is completely impatient, tossing her head back and forth as I lave her bre*asts and whispering soft pleas for me to claim her the way she desires.

“Please, Ethan” She breathes, “I need you.”

“How do you need me, sweetheart?”l press, bunching her dress up around her h!ps and sliding my hands beneath her round bottom, holding her still so that she can no longer try to steal pleasure simply by grinding her needy cl!t into my er3ction.

“You know!” She whines indignantly, pushing herself up onto her elbows and reaching for my fly.

Catching both her wrists in one of my large hands, I yank her hands above her head, continuing to explore her body as she yanks at my hold. Taking mercy on Jane, I slide my hand into her p*nties and run my thumb over the swollen bud at the apex of her th!ghs, circling it with enough pressure to give her relief, but not take her over the edge.

“Ask me, Janey” l instruct her, stealing another k!ss from her delectable l!ps, before lavishing more attention on my mark. Tell me what you want. My c**k? My mark?”

Her h!ps j3rk at the sound of my blunt words, and I feel a gush of wetness beneath my fingers. Teasing her drenched entrance while l continue to work her cl!t, I pull back to watch her fall to pieces before me, feeling lightheaded when I see the way she’s spread out like my own personal feast – exposed and vulnerable, needy and nearly begging for more.

“I almost forgot how beautiful you are.” l admit gruffly, swearing under my breath. “I thought I had to be imagining how sweet you tasted, how perfect you look when all your inhibitions are lost.” Shaking my head, I continue, “but I wasn’t. You’re everything I remembered and more.”

“Please, please don’t make me wait any longer.” Jane half-sobs, blinking up at me with l**t-glazed eyes.

“Well, since you asked so nicely.” I agree, only caving because I think I might go crazy if I put this off for a single moment longer. I unbutton my trousers as swiftly as I can, pulling my rigid manh0od from my boxers and r!pping away Jane’s p*nties as if they were made of string.

Lining myself up with her tight sheath, I ease the flared tip of my c*”k into her heat, hissing through my teeth when I feel her silky channel gripping me for dear life. I thought we might be an easier fit after the pups, but apparently they didn’t make a difference. She feels as tight as she did ourvery first time, and I realize in hindsight I should have prepared her more. Oh well, I muse, it’s too late now. Now that l’ve felt her, there’s no going back.

Thrusting forward, I bury myself in Jane, impaling her on my thick length in one go. She tosses her head back and cries out in ecstasy, and I can only hold myself still for a few moments as she adjusts. Her sweet s*x is clenching and spasming around me, testing my willpower and begging me to claim her as roughly as both of our instincts demand.

All my hopes for a long, luxurious lovemaking session go out the window when Jane begins pushing herself down onto me further, and the next thing I know I’m spearing my tongue into her mouth as I pound into her welcoming sheath, ravishing her completely.

Pulling her up into a sitting position, I angle my c**k into her sweet spot, drinking in her satisfied m0ans as she grinds her cl!t against my pelvis. The next thing I know, she’s exploding around me, detonating so quickly she takes me by surprise. She tries to pull away as she comes down on the other side, but I slide my hand between our bodies and strum her love button straight into a second org*sm.

Unable to hold back any longer, I spill myself inside her with a satisfied growl. Gathering her to my ch3st in the delirious aftermath, I purr as she cuddles closer, pressing her face into the curve of my neck and clinging tight.

As our sated bodies return to earth, l can only think one thing: Finally.