Full Moon Sin: Werewolf Mating

ALPHA FORBIDDEN SISTER INLAW 1

“Easy, Alpha,” Melvin murmured, her voice soft but laced with command. As the pack’s revered healer omega, she had done this many times, offering release to those the moon drove too hard. But never with him. Kelvin: the one promised to her younger sister, Lila.  

Her palms pressed against his chest, warm energy flowing from her fingertips into his torn flesh. The wound knit together under her touch, but Kelvin’s low groan was not from pain. His massive hand shot up, fingers wrapping around her wrist, and holding her there.  

“Fuck… your hands,” he rasped. “The way they move over me. So fucking soft.”

Melvin’s heart slammed against her ribs. The full moon’s silver light poured over them in the secluded glade, the distant sounds of the pack’s secret garden only heightening the danger. She was supposed to be tending wounds, not straddling the pack’s most powerful alpha while her sister’s engagement scent still clung faintly to his skin.

But the moon didn’t care about promises or blood ties. It only demanded surrender.

Kelvin’s golden eyes burned into hers as he sat up, his massive frame forcing her thighs wider around his hips. The ceremonial robe had fallen open completely, revealing the thick, veined length of his cock jutting hard against his abdomen. The knot at the base was already swelling, pulsing with raw alpha need. 

Melvin’s breath caught as her healer’s shift rode up, her bare, slick pussy dragging along the underside of his shaft. Heat bloomed between them, her own omega instincts flaring in response.

“We can’t,” she whispered, even as her traitorous hands continued their work twas gliding lower, tracing the carved muscle of his abs. Healing energy sparked from her fingertips, but it mixed with something far more primal. Every stroke made his cock twitch and leak, smearing hot pre-cum across her inner thighs.

Kelvin’s laugh was dark, hungry. “Your body says otherwise, little healer.” One hand palmed her full breast through the thin fabric, squeezing possessively until her nipple pebbled against his rough palm. He pinched the nipple  hard, drawing a sharp moan from her lips. “These hands have haunted me for months. Every time I see you offering release to the others… I imagine them wrapped around my cock instead.”

He yanked the shift over her head in one brutal motion, baring her completely to the moonlight. Melvin’s curves glowed with her lush breasts, soft waist, wide hips made for breeding. Her long dark hair spilled over her shoulders, and the scent of her rising heat filled the air, sweet and intoxicating.

Kelvin growled, the sound vibrating through her core. He gripped her hips and lifted her, positioning the fat head of his cock at her dripping entrance. “Take me, Melvin. Heal what the moon broke.”

There was no gentleness. He thrust up as he pulled her down, impaling her in one savage stroke. Melvin cried out, her walls stretching around his impossible girth. The burn was exquisite, pleasure bordering on pain as he filled her completely. 

Her hands flew to his shoulders, nails digging in as healing magic instinctively poured into him, soothing the last traces of his battle wound while feeding the fire of their joining.

“Fuck….. so tight,” Kelvin snarled, his hips snapping up again and again. The wet, obscene sounds of their coupling echoed in the glade. He buried his face in her neck, inhaling her scent, teeth grazing the sensitive skin. “You feel better than I imagined.”

Melvin’s head fell back, the moonlight washing over her face as she rode him. Each thrust pushed deeper, the swelling knot catching at her entrance, teasing what was to come. Her breasts bounced with every powerful stroke, and Kelvin’s mouth latched onto one, sucking hard enough to leave marks.

“Kelvin… Lila—” she gasped, the name a desperate attempt at restraint.

He bit down on her nipple in punishment, making her clench around him. “Don’t say her name while my cock is inside you,” he growled, flipping them suddenly so she was on her back in the soft moss. He pinned her wrists above her head with one hand, the other hooking her leg over his hip as he drove into her harder. Deeper. The angle let him grind against that perfect spot inside her, making stars burst behind her eyes.

The full moon amplified everything from the slick slide of his cock, to the way her pussy fluttered and gushed around him, and  the growing pressure of his knot. Melvin’s healer instincts screamed to pull back, but her body betrayed her, hips lifting to meet every brutal thrust. She was soaking him, marking him with her scent just as much as he was claiming her.

“You’re going to take my knot tonight,” Kelvin promised, voice rough with rut. His free hand slid between them, thumb circling her swollen clit with merciless precision. “Gonna fill this forbidden pussy until you’re dripping with me. Breeding what’s mine.”

Melvin shattered with a broken cry, her orgasm crashing through her. Her walls clamped down hard, pulsing around his cock as waves of pleasure tore through her body. Kelvin roared, slamming deep one final time. His knot swelled and locked inside her, stretching her to her limit as hot jets of cum flooded her womb. The sensation was overwhelming, with  endless spurts that triggered another smaller climax from her.

They stayed locked together, panting, his heavy body pressing her into the earth. Kelvin’s teeth scraped along her throat again, dangerously close to a claiming bite. For a long moment, only the sounds of their ragged breathing and the distant howls of the pack filled the night.

Then reality crept back in.

Kelvin lifted his head, golden eyes still glazed with lust but sharpening with something darker.. “This changes nothing with Lila,” he said, voice low. But his knot was still buried deep, his cum sealed inside her, and his scent was now all over her skin.

Melvin’s heart twisted with guilt and forbidden hunger. “We have to stop. Before the moon forces us further.”

Kelvin’s lips curved into a predatory smile as he ground his knot deeper, drawing a whimper from her. “Too late, healer. The moon’s only just begun.”