She's Mine To Claim: Tasting And Claiming His Luna Novels & Stories

Heat rolled off them in waves. Selene's fingers dug into the furs, her knuckles white. "Harder," she gasped, her voice rising. "I want to feel every inch. The whole pack is watching show them I'm yours. Show them that I am your Luna. Show them that you chose me." Damien's voice cracked against her ear. "You're so tight… burning around me." His hips snapped forward harder, more desperate. "Feel that? That's me claiming you. That's me taking what the Moon Goddess gave me."

Breaking the charged connection between us. “You are right. I also thought about that, but I wouldn’t be this confident for nothing,” Astrid replied. “Just earlier I noticed something missing on Giselle,” Astrid’s gaze snapped back to me again. “Her neck is missing a mark. Although she’s currently the Silvermoon Pack’s Luna, Killian never marked her and claimed her as his.” My brows furrowed together. Is that even possible? Can an Alpha give a Luna title to someone he has no plans of marking or claiming as his? Was their marriage just a formality?

The place had that special draw, pulling in folks with ties to the supernatural world, like magnets to metal. I pushed through the glass door and got hit with a sweet vanilla scent that sent my wolf instincts into overdrive. I had to fight it down, looking around to find the source. There she was, a girl sitting at the bar, her dark hair flowing down to her hips. Before I knew it, I was next to her.I took note of the glass in her hand, filled with some strong stuff. I nodded to the bartender, and he slid a glass of rum my way.Our eyes locked, and I was lost in the hazel green gaze that seemed to see right through me. Her eyes, glazed from the booze, hinted that she wasn't used to this kind o

Even in her dreams, she could be an amazing Luna for me. Kemy turned to face me completely, wrapping her legs around me, our breaths were fanning over each other and our lips were almost touching. I cupped the nape of her neck and closed the distance between us, kissing those delicious rosy lips. She nibbled at my bottom lip, and I licked her tongue, exploring and possessing every corner of her mouth. She pressed her chest against mine, rubbing herself against my member. Sweet teaser! I was already hard and throbbing for her, even though I was a bit surprised that she wanted to mate now.

she whispered hoarsely. "Then ask me properly," I grinned. "Please, Ambrose, I want to come," she bit her lower lips to stop herself from moaning uncontrollably. "And what else do you want from me, my lovely Luna?" I growled. "I want you to mark your territory on my body. I want to be yours forever," she crooned in pleasure as I kissed her cleavage, then trailed my tongue down from her chest to her stomach. He removed my fingers from her clit and replaced them with my tongue.

We stumble, heated and breathless, from the bench to his room, a trail of fabric marking our path. When he lays me on the bed, it’s not rough. It’s worship. His lips trace a path down my neck, stopping just above my collarbone—right where a mate mark would go. His eyes lift to mine. “Yes,” I whisper, chest heaving. “Now.” Silvara “He’s ours,” I purr as his teeth sink into our skin. And the bond snaps into place like a wildfire—unstoppable, consuming, eternal. We are no longer a secret. We are claimed. We are Luna.

I finally relaxed in her arms as she stroked and darted her tongue between my parted lips, dribbling saliva into my mouth that I lapped up like a thirsty horse. I twisted around to take one of her firm, large boobs in my hand, tugging hard on her nipples, my cock growing harder from the sharp moan that left her throat. I kissed her back just as passionately, my fingers tracing between her folds until she was panting in my arms. I explored her mouth with her tongue, lapping up her taste. I could fuck her right now but the next word that came out of her mouth set me aback by that motion. "So I see you have gotten yourself a Luna," she whispered breathlessly and I froze from touching her.

She was the one who came to me, shaking her hips to entice me. Don’t tempt the predator if you didn’t want to be hunted – if you didn’t want to destroyed. I kept my focus, not on the bitch with her lips wrapped around me, but on the Luna who would belong to me whether she liked it or not. I could already imagine what she’d feel like as I rutted into her tight cunt. She’d still be a virgin when I got my hands on her if things kept going the way that they were. I wanted to be the one to claim her innocence. Oh, what fun that would be.

She passes out for days after and the whole thing leaves an acrid taste on my tongue. I remove her hand from my arm. “I’m not in the mood.” I say. She grabs my sleeve again and my eyes flash with irritation, making her take her hands off me hurriedly. “I’m offering myself Lor. I’m your Luna and I have needs too. I need you. I promise this time will be different.” I don’t think it will. Her offer tastes bland and the scent of her sex does nothing to interest me. The beast pushes at my skin, demanding to be let out and bring carnage and I change my mind.

“As Luna, I claim her!” “As Luna?” Arvin sneered. “A glorified title given to satisfy your aunt. Females have no say here, even a luna. Besides girl, a claiming can be challenged to the death. My men here were just about to stake their own shared claim of this little bitch. You really think they are just going to hand her to you? Maybe after they each have a turn, you can have what’s left.” The men jeered and turned back to Kiara. I dug my toes into the ground a bit more, finding solace in the contact with the earth. Now was the time to show them, to claim my title.