CHAPTER FIVE: ROMANCE AND SWEET DESSERTS 💋🎂

LYRA

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Food sounded just about right.

I had freshened up like a normal wolf and stepped outside, only to find myself in these ridiculous rags again.

It was cold. Couldn't I get something that actually covered me? Ugh.

I headed toward the dining hall with a few servants trailing behind me. I had just reached the door when Darius appeared from the other side.

Before I could say anything, he pinned me against the door.

His eyes lingered on me before dropping to my mate mark. He leaned closer, his tongue brushing over it tentatively.

“So you pretended to know nothing about fucking a woman?” I asked, staring into his eyes and already getting lost in them.

“Isn't that how I learn your potential?” His lips curved into a teasing smile. “I wanted to know if my mate was a greedy little slut. Turns out you're perfect. Just what the Moon promised.”

He whispered the last words against my ear.

My body tingled with excitement, and judging by the way he sniffed the air, he could smell exactly what he was doing to me.

What did they do to me? The worst part is I let them… but it feels so good.

“It does?” he asked.

My eyes widened. “Did I say that out loud?”

“I can hear your thoughts.” A sly smirk tugged at his lips.

“That is cheating! How can you hear mine when I can't hear yours?”

“You will, after you are fully Luna.” He pinched my cheek. “You’re still as cute as the first time I saw you.”

I frowned. I hadn't expected him to be like this after the way he'd just made me see stars.

“But you've marked me,” I snapped.

“It isn't complete yet.” His expression turned more serious. “You see, the traditions of my pack are different. Of course, we won't force you to do anything you don't want to do. Besides…You have a willing spirit, my Luna.”

“Like the chosen one?” I asked.

He chuckled. “Come eat.”

“Alpha, you didn't answer me.”

“There is no answer.”

Before I could argue, he lifted me into his arms and opened the door.

I looked up at him, then turned to see what had been prepared.

My eyes dropped. Cakes. Piles of them. Then I noticed the wolves seated around the long table—one male alpha and the rest female omegas, all watching me.

“Dessert first, you know…” Darius said. It looked suspicious as hell, and the way they all smiled at me made it worse. Those weren’t just hungry stares for cake.

Darius only smirked.

“Enjoy. I have a meeting to attend.”

Then he walked away.

I stared after him before looking back at everyone around the table.

I just knew this was a fucking setup.

“Come and have a taste of this cake, Luna.” and omega offered

I nodded and slowly walked towards her. She broke off a soft piece and fed it to me, making sure to push her icing-covered finger into my mouth so I had to lick it clean.

Before I could say anything, I felt a smack on my ass.

I spun around, glaring at the Alpha.

Seriously? I just wanted to eat, this wasn't funny.

“Is the Luna getting angry?” he asked. “Does she want to eat?”

“Stop playing with me,” I warned.

“I thought you were a naive little Luna. Now you’re threatening me?” He looked almost annoyed that I had talked back.

“I am anything I want to be.”

“I’ll make you shut up.” he growled.

“Try,” I whispered, kicking the challenge right back at him.

That was all it took.

He moved fast. One second I was standing, the next he gripped my throat and had me bent over the edge of the table, cakes and plates shoved aside. Cool frosting smeared across my bare stomach as he yanked the thin fabric over my hips.

“Look at this mouthy Luna,” he growled, palm cracking across my ass again.

“Talking back already. Let’s see how loud you are with cake stuffed in this cunt.”

He scooped a handful of soft white frosting and dragged it straight between my legs, smearing it thick over my pussy, pushing some of it inside with two rough fingers. The cold sweetness made me jolt.

“Fuck.”

“Stay still.” He dropped to his knees behind me and licked a long, filthy stripe through the frosting, tongue shoving into me to scoop it out. “Sweetest cake I’ve ever tasted. This greedy hole is already dripping for it.”

Two omegas climbed onto the table in front of me. One swung a leg over my chest and lowered her bare, wet cunt onto my tits, grinding slowly, smearing her slick across my nipples. The other followed, taking her turn, riding the soft flesh of my breasts.

“Look at these fat tits,” the first omega moaned, rolling her hips. “So soft. I’m going to soak them.”

The alpha stood, shoved the omegas aside, and flipped me over so my tits were pressed flat against the table. He lined his thick cock up against my entrance and slammed into me in one rough thrust.

The table shook and the cakes toppled to the floor.

“Take it,” he snarled, hand wrapping around my throat from behind. “Fucking take every inch, you filthy Luna. This is what happens when you talk back.”

He fucked me hard and deep, hips slamming against my ass, the wet sound of frosting and slick filling the room. His grip on my throat tightened just enough to make my vision spark.

The omegas stuffed cake into my mouth, forcing me to chew and swallow. I loved the taste, it was velvet-soft and sweet, but they began packing in far too much.

“Choke on it,” he ordered. “You’re nothing but a wet hole right now. My wet hole. Say it.”

I swallowed the cake fast. “I’m—ah—your wet hole,” I gasped.

I was flipped again, this time onto my back. My breasts were smeared with icing and kept getting ruined by the omegas as they rode them like cocks, I moaned and pushed back onto the alpha’s cock like the greedy whore Darius had called me.

“That’s it. Milk my cock with that marked cunt. You’re going to come with cake on your tongue and an omega riding your tits.”

He released my throat only long enough to slap my ass some more, then gripped it harder, pounding into me so roughly the entire table creaked. The omega on my chest came with a soft cry, soaking my breasts, then switched places with the next one who immediately started using me the same way.

“Look at her,” the alpha growled to the others. “Our new Luna, bent over the dessert table, cunt full of cock and frosting, letting omegas use her tits like toys. The ideal slut.”

I came hard, clenching around him, but he didn’t stop. He kept fucking me through it, dirty and tirelessly, until I was shaking and drooling icing down my chin.

He finally buried himself deep and groaned, flooding me while one last omega ground her soaked pussy over my sensitive tits. I cried out in pleasure.

Then, the door opened.

A cold voice cut through the heavy breathing.

“Is this the so-called Luna my son chose?”