When our eyes locked, I saw how much he wanted me. I could see how much he was holding back. It pained me to see my mate in pain. I didn’t know how to talk to him the way he was talking to me but sometimes there are no need for words. I nuzzled my head under his neck. I could feel him vibrating from excitement, but His body relaxed and his head nuzzled back on mine. Both of our hearts were racing and the heat we had created was melting the snow around us.“My Luna,” Max's strong and soothing reverberated in my head. “Please be my Luna, my mate, my best friend, the owner of my heart, and the star in all of my fantasies, love me. Allow me to make you feel as good as I know I can.” He started licking the top of my head, which felt oddly intimate.“I’ll stop if you don’t want me too.”“Hell no!”Have he heard that? He must’ve heard me because he paused and looked down at me with pride. And that smirk that could melt panties. The one I remember seeing when he took me to the park and leaned

Max’s POV*MATURE CONTENT WARNING*I was saying no, trying to hold myself back. I was saying no to myself, reminding myself this is a very serious moment in our lives and there is no going back. But the Moon Goddess blessed me with a very attractive mate. I couldn't look away from her, she was just so fucking sexy. Even without speaking yet since she transition back, but even that turned me on. Like I had taped her mouth, put a gag tightly around her pretty little head, or the most beautiful image was her choking on me. Sucking me dry. Or better yet, bringing me to the edge and taking it out of her one hole and put it in another. Breed her. She needed to be tasting something other than my thumb. Not that I minded the feeling or watching her tongue work my thumb like it was my cock. It was as if we were already in step with one another because as soon as I thought that, she slowly got on her knees. Had I influenced her to do that as her Alpha? Or was this what she wanted? My head w

The chill behind me was from the lack of my Alpha's warm body. A door slammed and I was left alone and cold. Tears welled up in my eyes. My head started to pound as if it were matching the beat of my heart, just louder. My fingers gathered together tightly into fists at my sides, as the heat of wanting my mate dimmed. A wild fire of frustration burned deep within me. So deep it hit the anger of my father's death. My father. A good man. A man that was my rock for so long. A man who apparently had to die for this whole bull crap prophecy to happen. Tears streamed down my face without apology as my body shook from the deep dark crevasse that my Alpha's rejection and abandonment of me had opened. A wound only recently created by the death of my father and having to move from my home to a strange town. A wound that had only just begun to scar over. But my Alpha's actions had cut it open again and possibly he made it even deeper this time. Alone. I was alone. Unwanted. A fatherless daugh

Werewolves display submission to their Alpha by lowering their heads to the side, showing their most vulnerable spot on their neck. Just one bite or swipe by an Alpha's paw would lead to certain death; but I wasn't submitting to my Alpha the way a pack member submits. They show they aren't going to fight the Alpha, follow orders (even if they don't agree with them or like them), and most importantly won't challange the Alpha for his position. They submit to being part of the pack. I was submitting to my Alpha as his queen. Only to love the man and the beast that entwined were my mate. Not for better or for worse. Forever. No questions asked. This submission was completely different, and way hotter. I could barely keep myself together forcing myself to stay still because I knew that to my Alpha was to submit to my partner completely. To allow them to take control and trust in them. Have faith in their knowledge of me. This was a total power exchange. This meant that all decisions are m

My body felt like it was floating in the Dead Sea. So saturated with salt, there was nothing I had to do but be present. Allow my body to float. Trust that the salty sea water will keep me a float. Or in my case, I had to trust my mate. His hands gripped my back as he came again. "Holy Moon Goddess! Fuck!" His hot load shot up inside of me, hitting a button that could only be THE button; the g-spot. Each time he did this, I bit his neck so hard there were spots of broken blood vessels and bruises starting to form. But this time it was too intense. My body shook fervently under Max's human self, I let out a loud cry of pain and pleasure as he moaned in my ear from my pelvic floor contracting and relaxing, allowing him to slip out of me and leave me. It was as though a part of me was missing without us conntected like that. But this time I bit down and left a mark. My canines had distended only for a moment and then retracted just as quickly. My lips kissed that spot. "You making it