Destined By The Moon Goddess

I tried to take it easy, but the urge was strong, we both felt it and could not help but ram into each other. We kissed passionately, fighting for lip dominance as we kissed, the car gear making it impossible to reach our full potential. I broke the kiss and got into the backseat with Diego following like an ant after sugar crystals, and we resumed again, with Diego on top, furiously slamming into each other. I wanted to turn him over and stay on top, but the space in the backseat did not allow that, so the car kept jerking to the rhythm of our passionate make out session.

His mouth tasted like orange, the not-so sweet kind of orange that was perfect for orange juice, and I savored every inch of his lips, taking in more of his saliva as he took in mine, our tongues rolling into each other's. I reach for his belt and undid it, my lips still glued to his. He knew what I was heading for and was gracious enough to break the kiss and unzip his pants. He sat down with his back against the car window and I got to work, sucking every tip, every inch of his dick, concentrating on suckling his almost red crown as I went further. He moaned as I did my work on him, holding my hair as I shoved his dick as deep as I could into my throat, almost gagging on it. I caressed his balls and that almost did the job of sending him into ecstasy.

He stopped me from going further, having this look on his face that said " you've pleased me enough, time to please you". I laid back on the car seat as he came on top of me, kissing me from the neck down to the cleavage of my breasts. Thankfully, I wasn't wearing a bra so it was easy for him to remove my shirt and feast on my bosom. His tongue and teeth worked wonders with my nipples, sending me through a series of delicious pain, I grabbed his hair with my two hands, moaning uncontrollably.

He moved further down, kissing every part of me as he traveled down, all the way down. He removed my underwear with his teeth, almost releasing his fangs out of excitement, and went on to lick me off, giving me a head and sending me to the stars.

As we gently got dressed with the aid of the car light, I couldn't help but start to miss him already. It was always dangerous to meet, knowing fully well that we might run into a werewolf from my pack or a vampire from his pride.

" What's with the stare?" he asked as he buttoned up the second to the last button before his neck, shielding his hot body from my endearing eyes.

" Nothing much, just that I'll miss you", I said, trying so hard to sound cute and not worried.

" And I'll miss you too, but you know that we just can't keep meeting twice a week, we've already discussed this and we need to reduce our meeting days to once a week. I don't want anyone from my pride or your pack catching in on us, my father even seems like he's suspicious of me, he knows I'm up to something, something I'm not telling him ".

"Then you need to be careful ", I chipped in quickly, " even if we have to meet once a week, I see no problem with that as long as you're safe ", I felt my wolf nudging me at the thought of seeing our mate once a week, but I ignored her.

I caressed his cheeks as we stared at each other, eyeball to eyeball seeing our reflection in each other's eyes. " It's gonna be alright", I muttered underneath my breath.

He nodded in agreement but we both knew it was a facade, a fallacy. Nothing was going to be alright, not with the eternal enmity between werewolves and vampires, not with the power struggle keeping us apart, forbidding us from ever being together.

As he swiftly drove off, my heart sank into my stomach, and I could literally feel my wolf crying, she was always like that whenever we parted from Diego. We couldn't help the situation, in fact, nothing could, so I quickly sobered up and moved towards the woods.

The crescent moon was high up in the ink-black sky, its silver light filtered through the dense canopy of ancient oaks and pines. The woods were alive with nocturnal sounds: the whisper of wind through leaves, the distant hoot of an owl, and the occasional rustle of unseen creatures in the underbrush.

I stood at the edge of the woods, my heart pounding in sync with the rising tide of my transformation. Muscles rippled beneath my skin as I felt the primal power surging through my veins. With a guttural growl, I yielded to the change, bones cracking and reforming, with white fur sprouting from every pore.

Fully transformed, I took off into the woods, with my senses heightened to an exhilarating degree. The forest became a blur around me as I bounced effortlessly over fallen logs and weaved through thickets. My keen nose caught the scent of prey and a woodland creature, but I fought my resisting wolf against the primal urge to hunt. We needed to get home first; we could always go hunting with the pack's hunting squad.

The moonlight bath cleared the pathway ahead, illuminating a small tranquil pond. I got to the pond and paused for a moment, beholding my reflection, white fur glistening in the silver light. I got into the pond, in a bid to wash off the vampire scent I carried from my make out session with Diego.

A distant howl echoed through the trees, drawing my attention - it was already time for curfew. I shook the water off my fur and ran. I jumped over the cave wall that protected the pack's territory and quietly found my way to my house, dodging every warrior wolf I picked up its scent. I was lucky enough that the bath also subdued my scent for a while - I definitely wouldn't want to explain where I went by that time of the day.

I shapeshifted and narrowly found my way into my house through the backdoor while unclad. There was no need to turn on the lights: we didn't even have a power supply to begin with and a lamp was useless since we could practically see in the dark. I rummaged through the kitchen and got to my room, hopped into my pyjamas and went back to the kitchen for a bowl of cereal. After the late night treat, I went back to my room and said goodbye to the night - or at least I tried to.

Thoughts of Diego kept storming at me, keeping me fully awake. My wolf lingered for his touch, for his cold embrace that somehow brought warmth and satisfaction, like a summer snow - if anything like that actually existed. I tightly cuddled my pillow, imagining to myself that he was right there with me on the bed, and slowly I drifted into the land of dreams.

I barely even closed my eyes before I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock. I had set the alarm to 4:30 AM, the time the pack's hunting squad gathered outside the cave wall to mobilize themselves and hunt prey for meat.

I quickly got into a thrift jacket and pants. There was no need to put on good clothing and have it torn to pieces while shapeshifting, so the thrift clothes were the best. My breasts dangled against each other in my loose jacket as I briskly walked the short streets, I couldn't care less. I reached the cave wall gates and stepped outside to meet the others, catching the familiar smell of ash-wood trees planted round the cave wall. The leaves were poisonous to vampires and if they should in as much as perceive its smell, they would be triggered into unconsciousness, not to talk of consuming a flower from the tree.

Our pack's third alpha had discovered the tree and had planted it round the cave wall to keep vampires off - a very good and smart alpha I usually thought he was, not until I met Diego.