Jenna Ortega Is Lesbian Novels & Stories

"I hate this life!" I shouted to myself after the whole stress of the day. I had always dreamed to live a good life, be a Luna or even a Beta werewolf but when life would have its way, I was born as an Omega. I am Leonora, an Omega of the Moonshine pack. I am an orphan who works at the pack's forgery. I am one of those that deal with the package and designing of the pack's weapons. All I yearned for in my life is to find my mate who will complete me. My dream almost came through when I met my mate. I was just seventeen then.

One of them was Joren, who happened to be too lean, with a countenance that showed one who was very scared. Another was Elira, who I learned was the elder of them all, with silver streaks in her almost dark hair. Then there was the last, Callen, very quiet and collected, but with broad shoulders. They were all Omegas, each and every one of them. They were my people. My kind. I stiffened upon seeing them. “You shouldn't have come out here together. If anyone happens to see…”

“No… not that. Can I give you a hug?” Jenna laughed. Compared to Norman, Leo is funny and open-minded. She came to kick Esteban’s ass but ended up seeing them doing what she wanted to scold Esteban for. “Aren’t you afraid of what will happen if you hug me?” Jenna teased. Leo ignored her and hugged her instead. Susan might not know much about Jenna, but he did. To him, Jenna is a strong woman, she's rich on her own. Starting a company might not be her thing, but now she's a celebrity in the midst of the ladies in this country, especially Esteban's company, everyone knows her as Esteban's friend!

He was mad that his mate kept discouraging their daughter not to get trained as a warrior. "Yes and what is wrong in that? Have you checked on her? She doesn't dress like a girl, act like a girl that she was supposed to be. His mate will expect her to do everything I do for you. Look at Alpha's daughter, Ivory. Her mother is teaching her to become a successful Luna already. I feel jealous of her. It was always Alpha's daughter, this and that. Why can't our daughter be like that?" Jenna was devastated from all the expectations she had from Orfilia.

Though I wasn’t fond of being left alone, the sun was down now and it was pretty damn dark away from the dinner area where we’d been sitting. A minute into the walk I finally said, “what kind of shifters are you ladies, is something I’m allowed to ask?” Jenna laughed, I think it was her anyhow, it sure was dark out here. “We’re panthers but our mother is an Omega like you. She never settled with a mate, just breeds all over the place populating the island,” Jenna said, and it seemed like that was a sensitive topic. Tuck that away for later. They think they’re mom is a whore … yikes. But gossip certainly. I need something entertaining that deflects from the absolute shit mess of my life. Mayb

Across the room, someone else joins in—Jenna, I think, one of the quieter ones from the group, her clothes shed now, body pale and curvy as she crawls over to Kael and Elara. She positions herself under Elara, face up, and starts licking at her clit while Kael keeps thrusting, tongue flicking out to lap at the juices coating Elara’s folds. Elara’s reaction is immediate, her body shaking, cries turning sharper as she grinds down against Jenna’s mouth. “Oh fuck, yes, eat me while he fucks me,” Elara pants, her hand reaching down to hold Jenna’s head in place. The sight pushes me closer to the edge, my hips snapping up into Thalia faster, the slap of our skin echoing, sweat beading on my forehe

We went upstairs to her apartment, and she let us in. When we were in her apartment, Jenna walked to the doorway that opened onto the hallway that led to the bedrooms. She was wearing yet another Spandex leotard, a bright orange one, with black leggings. She stood there looking at me, took a deep breath, and began sliding the straps of the top of her outfit down over her shoulders, then she peeled it down, baring her lovely upper body. My face felt hot, and I knew my eyes were wide as I watched Jenna getting undressed. She peeled the remainder of the outfit down and stepped out of it, then she stood there for a moment, displaying her fantastic body to me.

Even as an outcast, I knew the names of everyone in our small town. Jenny Ortega, the high priestess, was the only person in the group who offered me a smile. She had always been civil but never kind. Of all the adults in town, she was the one who could have potentially advocated for me and challenged the alpha's decision. Yet, she never did. To make matters worse, my knowledge of moon goddess and shifter religion came solely from the books I had read. I wasn't allowed to attend other ceremonies since I wasn't considered a full wolf, although I had never protested. Most of my classmates found those gatherings boring. It was yet another reminder of how I didn't fit in.

She doesn’t believe me but I don’t mind, that is her decision to make. She looks at me curiously but doesn’t say anything. She’s an omega rank, and they don’t tend to be so feisty, but I can tell she wants to argue until Sofia calls to her from the pantry. “Are you really not with the Alpha? I mean it’s every girl’s dream, but I would love you as a Luna,” Juana says extremely quietly, as if afraid someone might hear her. “I don’t know what we are,” I admit the truth softly, giving her a gentle smile.