Full moan-1

[ WILLOW’S POV ]

"Please, Mum, today is the full moon! You can’t just send me out there. You know how tonight is, the male wolves will be everywhere, satisfying their ruts one way or another."

"I don’t care, Willow. You need to get me the mogo herb. Look at your sister; she’s sick and only that herb can stabilize her," Mum snapped.

I looked over at Ezra. She was lying on the couch with a faint smirk dancing on her lips. I knew she wasn’t sick; she was faking it just to destroy me, yet Mum fell for it every time.

"Mum, she’s not even sick to begin with!"

"Enough, Willow! Enough!" Mum thundered. "Go out there and get me what I need. Do it now!"

I glanced toward my brother’s room, hoping maybe he could come out and help me, but the whole house was vibrating with his moans. He was in there banging some whore he brought home to satisfy his rut, and the entire place was reeking of their sex.

Mum shifted uncomfortably. We all were. Ever since Eric started his banging, the tension in the house was suffocating. My own body was betraying me; my pulse was thrumming in my heat, and being trapped in a house filled with those sounds was making it worse. It was the full moon, after all.

"Yes, Eric! Fuck me! Yes, just like that! Oh fuck, that's so deep!" the girl kept shouting, her voice echoing through the thin walls.

"Ahem. Go now, Willow," Mum said, clearing her throat to ignore the noise. "Don’t make me repeat myself."

I rushed out of the house and toward the dark woods, heading for the spot where I knew the herb grew. My heart was hammered against my ribs as I prayed silently that I wouldn't encounter a single male wolf on the prowl.

"There it is," I whispered happily, reaching out for the silver leaves. But the words died in my throat when I heard a heavy crunch of leaves behind me. My heart jumped, thudding violently against my ribs.

I turned slowly, and my blood ran cold.

A wolf stood there, massive and terrifying, with fresh blood dripping from its snapping jaws. It wasn't just any wolf, it was the Alpha. I’d forgotten the rumors that he haunted these woods during the full moon, hunting like a beast possessed.

Panic seized me. I scrambled backward, my heels catching on roots until my back hit the rough bark of a massive tree. I was trapped, and the Alpha’s glowing eyes were locked onto me, his nostrils flaring as he caught the scent of my heat.

Slowly, he began to shift back, the sound of bones cracking and snapping filling the quiet woods. I watched, breathless, as the fur receded and he stood before me in his human form.

"Ahh!" I screamed, my eyes fixed on him. My gaze dropped, and I couldn't look away from his cock. It was massive, thick and heavy, swaying between his powerful thighs. I had seen Eric shift plenty of times, but he was nothing like this. The Alpha was on a different level entirely.

"Please, Alpha," I whimpered, my back pressed hard against the tree. "I’m only here to get some herbs for my sick sister. Please, I’m begging you."

He didn't speak. He didn't move back. He just kept coming closer, his eyes dark with a hunger that made my skin catch fire.

"Alpha!" another voice barked. I jumped as the Beta stepped out from the shadows. He was naked too, his body lean and muscular, and I could see the precum already dripping from the head of his cock. His eyes shifted to me, turning dark with instant lust.

"Why is she here?" the Beta asked, his voice a low growl.

"Move back, Alex," the Alpha said, his tone cold and final.

"What? Why? We can share," the Beta argued, his gaze raking over my trembling body.

The Alpha tilted his head, his eyes never leaving mine. "Can you take the both of us?" he asked me.

"No... no, please," I gasped. I couldn't look away from the Alpha's dick; it was so beautiful, so intimidating. I was supposed to say no to both of them, to run, but my body was pulsing, my heat screaming for him. "Just one. Just you."

The Alpha let out a low, triumphant rumble. "You heard her, Alex. She can't take the both of us. So go hunting."

The Beta let out a frustrated groan, casting one last hungry look at my curves before he disappeared back into the dark trees. I was alone with the Alpha now, and the way he was looking at me made me realize that the "sick sister" was the last thing on either of our minds.

"Take your clothes off," he commanded. His voice wasn't loud, but it carried the weight of an Alpha who was used to being obeyed without question.

I trembled, my fingers fumbling with the buttons of my shirt. The cool night air hit my skin, making my nipples harden instantly, but the heat radiating from his massive body kept me from shivering. I let my clothes fall into the dirt, piece by piece, until I stood completely exposed before him in the moonlight.

His eyes raked over me, dark and predatory. He didn't move a muscle, but I could see the way his jaw tightened.

"Look at you," he rasped, his gaze settling on the dampness between my thighs that I couldn't hide. "Strolling into my woods in the middle of a full moon, smelling like sweet, dripping heat. Did you really think you were going to leave here with just some herbs?"

I shook my head, my breath coming in shallow hitches. "No, Alpha."

"Good," he growled. He stepped into my space, the sheer size of him making me feel tiny. He reached out, his large, calloused hand gripping my throat, not to hurt me, but to force my head back so I had to look him in the eye. "Because now that I’ve seen you like this, I’m going to make sure you forget why you even came out here."

He pressed his body flush against mine, and I gasped as his massive cock smeared against my stomach.

"Turn around," he ordered, his breath hot against my ear. "Hands against the tree."

I turned around, my palms pressing into the rough bark of the tree as he ordered. I felt the cool air on my bare back for only a second before the sting of his palm exploded across my skin.

SMACK.

A loud crack echoed through the silent woods as he spanked my ass, the force of it making my hips buck forward against the tree.

"Have you ever been fucked before?" he growled, his voice vibrating right against my ear.

"No... No, Alpha," I whimpered, my voice small and shaking. I could feel my face heating up, but the ache between my legs was becoming unbearable. The sting of the spank only made my heat flare hotter, my slickness dripping down my thighs.

I heard him let out a dark, low chuckle that sent shivers down my spine.

"A virgin," he rasped, his hand gripping my hip so hard his fingers dug into my skin. "A little virgin wandering into my territory while the moon is high and her scent is screaming for a mate."

He leaned in closer, the tip of his massive cock brushing against my rear, teasing the entrance he was about to claim.

"Tonight is going to be a very long night for you, girl," he whispered. "I'm going to stretch you out so wide you'll never be the same again."

He didn't give me a chance to respond. He reached down, grabbing both of my thighs and yanking them back, forcing me to bend over even further against the tree. I felt his fingers spread me open, the cool air hitting my sensitive skin for a split second before the heat of him replaced it.

"You’re so tight," he hissed, the head of his cock pressing firmly against my opening. "I’m going to ruin you for any other man who ever thinks of touching you."

I felt the first stretch of him, thick, blunt, and massive. My breath hitched, my lungs seizing up as he pushed slowly, inch by agonizing inch. It felt like I was being split in two. The bark of the tree scraped against my palms as I gripped it for dear life, a soft sob escaping my lips.

"Alpha... please... it's too big," I cried out, my head lolling to the side.

"Shh," he growled, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin of my neck. "Take it. All of it."

With one final, powerful surge of his hips, he buried himself deep, breaking through the last of my innocence. I let out a sharp, piercing scream that was swallowed by the dark forest. The fullness was overwhelming; he was everywhere, stretching me to my absolute limit, hitting depths I didn't know existed.

He didn't move for a moment, letting my body adjust to his size. I could feel his pulse thrumming inside me, his cock twitching as he held back his own primal urge to hunt.

"Look at that," he whispered, his hand reaching around to cup my breast, squeezing hard. "You took it all. Such a good little wolf."

Then, he began to move. He pulled back almost all the way, the friction making me moan in spite of the sting, before slamming back into me with a force that made the tree tremble. He was relentless, his rhythm primal and fast, his hips slapping against mine with a loud, rhythmic sound that drowned out the rustling leaves. I was no longer the girl looking for herbs; I was his, completely and utterly claimed under the light of the full moon.

The pace increased until it was no longer a rhythm, but a frantic, desperate collision. Every time his hips crashed against mine, my breath was knocked out of me in a ragged gasp. The Alpha was a force of nature, his movements driven by the lunar cycle and a rut that demanded total submission.

"Alpha! Oh, god!" I shrieked, my fingers clawing into the rough bark until my nails bled. I couldn't think, couldn't breathe, there was only the sensation of him filling me, stretching me, and the white-hot friction that was turning my virgin pain into a delirious, aching need.

He reached around, his large hands gripping my waist to steady me as he drove in even harder. His cock was a hot iron, hitting my cervix with every brutal thrust. I felt my inner muscles beginning to spasm, clenching around him in a desperate attempt to hold onto the pleasure that was building like a tidal wave.

"That's it, Willow," he growled, his voice a guttural snarl against the back of my neck. "Clench for me. Let it break you."

I felt the shift in him, the way his muscles turned to solid stone, his breath coming in sharp, animalistic huffs. He delivered three more massive, bone-deep thrusts that pushed me over the edge. I let out a long, broken wail as my climax hit, my entire body vibrating with a release so intense it felt like I was shattering into a thousand pieces.

Just as I peaked, he gave one final, violent surge, burying himself as deep as humanly possible. He let out a roar that shook the very air in my lungs, his warmth flooding into me in thick, pulsing waves. He held me there, pinned against the tree, his heavy weight crushing me as we both shook in the aftermath of the moon's madness.

The silence of the woods returned, broken only by our heavy, synchronised panting. He didn't pull away immediately; he stayed buried inside me, his forehead resting against the back of my head, marking me as his own under the fading silver light.

He didn't pull away. Instead, I felt him thickening inside me again, his cock hardening almost instantly as if the first round had only been a warm-up. My eyes widened; the sheer stamina of an Alpha in his rut was terrifying.