3. Rotting Bond

Brian

I ran after Becca, “it's not what you think babe. I can explain,” I shouted but she ignored me, she ran into her room and slammed the door on my face.

“Please Becca, open the door,” I pleaded, knocking slightly on the door.

“Get away from me. Go meet your Luna.” Becca replied, a hint of sadness in her voice.

“I'm sorry babe, please hear me out this once,” I said, trying to open the door.

Becca opened the door. “What is it that you have to say,” she said, crossing her hand on the doorway, preventing me from entering.

“It's not what you think. She was the one who suddenly hugged me, and you know the mate bond is still intact, my wolf couldn't resist her,” I explained.

“Is that an excuse? You saw her trying to kill me didn’t you. You know what, just go be with her, since your wolf couldn't resist her,” she shouted, trying to close the door but I stopped it with my leg.

“That's why I'm apologizing Becca. I said I'm sorry. Okay, just make a wish and I'll grant it, then case closed.” I said, trying to strike a deal with her.

A smile curled up her lips as she looked at me. “Anything right?” she asked to be sure.

“Yes, anything,” I replied, returning her smile.

“Good. I want her out of this house.” Becca said with a smirk.

My smile slowly disappeared, “what?” I exclaimed.

“If you can't do it, then get out of my face,” she said and slammed the door on my face.

I stood fixed at the spot, regretting my decision. I should have known I was striking a deal with the devil. I had loved Becca way before I discovered she was my mate. Even after she left me for another Alpha, I didn't hate her. She was my first love, and I was ready to accept her with open arms whenever she comes running back to me.

That doesn't mean I don't love Luna. I do love her; she had willingly merged her pack with mine shortly after our parents died in the last rogue attack. She had been the best partner anyone could ever wish for. I was torn between making the right choice. Once Becca wants something, she would do anything to make sure she gets it, but despite the fact that Luna is a female Alpha, she is soft. Except she is pushed to the wall, she would maintain her calm posture. More reason why I had to calm her down earlier, else, she might kill Becca.

Becca opens the door, dragging her suitcase and a medium sized bag out of the room. “Since you don't want me in your space, I'll be gone,” she said.

Becca has a kind of magical effect on me, it makes me want to be submissive to her and keep her happy. I don't know how to put it, but it breaks my heart whenever she isn't happy with me.

“Come on Becca, I'll do what you want. Okay?” I said, pulling her back into the room.

A wide smile plastered across her face as she jumped on me, curling her legs around my waist. I grabbed her and gently walked towards the bed and dropped her.

“You're going nowhere,” I said as I pounced on her.

“If you had chosen her over me, I was going to leave,” she pouted.

“And where would you go without me?” I asked, tickling her.

“I love you so much Bee,” she said as she curled her arms around me.

“I love you much more Becca,” I replied as I kissed her softly.

Becca grinned and stared into my eyes. “I don't want you to call me Becca anymore,”

I let out a deep sigh, “women!” I exclaimed. “What would you like to be called?” I asked her.

She looked up at the ceiling for a while, “hmmm…. Briana” she said.

“What?” I said laughing. “You want to share my name with me?” I asked.

“Yes, I want everything that you own,” she said, giggling. “Including that loser,” she rolled her eyes.

“No, Becca. You're not going to disrespect the Luna. I can't let the wrath of the moon goddess come upon you.” I said, placing my finger on her lips.

“Then send her away and make me the Luna,” she blurted.

“Becca,” I started but she cut me off.

“You mean to say Briana,” she said as she suddenly turned me over, sitting on top of me. “Enough of the Luna talk, it's time to claim me,” she said, pulling her gown to reveal her breast, which practically spilled out of the top of her bra.

“You like what you see?” she said, throwing her clothes to the floor.

She moved her hand to her hair and packed into a bun before slowly sliding her hand to my trousers and set the hard bulging shaft free.

I saw the surprise on her face as she marveled at how big my shaft was. “Scared?” I asked.

She shook her head and bit her lower lips. “Can I taste it?” she whispered, to which I nodded in approval. She stroked it for a while before taking it into her mouth.

“Damn!” I groaned. She was so good at it; I loved the rhythm and the warmth of her mouth.

It was the first time I'm being so intimate with Becca. Despite us being together, we had promised to abstain until we were done with college, but unfortunately, she was claimed by the Alpha of her pack before we finished college.

She increased her pace, jolting me out of my thought but didn't stop until I reached orgasm, and I came in her mouth.

I watched in horror as she took it all in. “Your turn,” she said as she laid on the bed beside me with her legs widely opened.

“Why did you swallow that?” I asked, pulling my trousers.

“I want to carry your pup so badly,” she replied, and it made me blush. I ran my hands through her pant and was amazed at how wet she was. I pulled off her panties and tuck my shaft into her.