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

“Do you see, Astrid? Do you see how he plays you? He twists words, he hides in shadows. He’s weak. I’m the one who fights for you. I’m the one who claims you.” He strode towards me, his presence overwhelming. His hands gripped my face, forcing my gaze up to his. His thumbs stroked my cheeks, surprisingly gentle against the rough force of his claim. “You are mine,” he growled, his voice a low, thick rasp that vibrated through me, stirring a familiar, unwanted fire deep in my belly. “My mate. My Luna. And no conniving brother, no ancient creature, no ridiculous claim from some ‘uncle’ will change that. You belong to me. Every single inch of you.”

She tilted her chin upward, her lips meeting mine in a deep, possessive kiss that sealed the promise under the morning sky. The phantom ache of her silver scar was completely dead, replaced by the burning, unyielding strength of the Midnight Eclipse line. The vipers had run out of territory, the contracts were burned to ash, and as the wind rustled through the western fields below us, I knew with absolute certainty that the future of the Crescent Warriors belonged entirely to my Luna.

One of them said, "This is not fair. If you have to punish me, then punish me some more. You cannot remove me from my post like this. Because you guys did not make me Luna. My five mates made me Luna. You may have forgotten that I was the Alpha of the Shadow Moon Pack before I became Luna. The moon goddess gave me five princes as companions and they are the ones who made me Luna. Therefore only my mates have the right to remove me from my Luna position. Not you." Queen said sharply.

His tender kiss soon became possessive as he satisfied his hunger for her…of holding back for so long. Without being told, she knew from the second his kisses turned rough, almost possessive that he told her…no he was laying a claim on her. He was telling her without words that she was his and his alone and he wouldn’t let her go for any reason. Luna Bella howled in delight as he did that…claimed their lips.

He kept her close, his arm locked around her as if he dared anyone to test his claim. At one point, the fires burned low and the crowd’s howl grew louder as music filled the air. He bent his head to her ear and said, “You’re my Luna,” he murmured. His lips brushed over her mark, and shivered, heat curling in her belly. “You’re mine. Mine. Always.” She felt her breath caught in her throat. She turned her head, meeting his gaze. The hall boomed around them, but for the first fine, she didn't just feel claimed, she felt chosen.

I shall shatter your pride now! I drew her close, plastered her to the wall and was going to claim her lips so I could start my ministrations, knowing that no matter how she struggled, I could easily overpower her. She did not struggle, which surprised me or did she want it as much as I did? I thought in amusement.But her next words disabused me of such thoughts. 'If you claim me, you might have to make me your Luna', she said, calmly like she knew what she was saying and couldn't care less.

“You like it?” “I love it.” it was as if this was the first time we are going to do it, one thing I love about him. I jumped on his body with my hands crossed around his neck with my lips on his and our tongue dancing to the rhythm of our burning desire and in seconds he unhooked my bra. He is an expert with it and we found ourselves on the bed completely naked. His hands cupped my breast as he stroked them with his hot tongue. It felt so good and he whispered to me, “Luna, you know you are mine, just a matter of time,I am going to claim you..” Before I could give him a response he was already in between my legs with his hot magical tongue sucking out the juice and I couldn’t help but moan l

Their leader stepped forward, a tall male with scars running across his face. “She’s mine,” he growled, voice low and possessive. “The Moon chose her. And I intend to claim her before anyone else does.” Lunaria’s hands glowed faintly as silver light traced her arms. “You’ll find that the Moon does not belong to those who seek to take her by force,” she said coldly. Kael stepped forward, placing himself slightly in front of her. “She’s not alone,” he said. “And neither of us will let you threaten her.”

How do we know you won't hurt this pack? Lucian clenched his teeth. "She is my partner." That's enough proof for you. Verran's eyes got smaller. "Love doesn't prove anything." Blood is. The blood of Luna decides how strong the next generation of the pack will be. If she shows signs of weakness” He spoke with a cold voice and said, "Enough." "She's not weak." I took a deep breath. My wolf moved around restlessly inside me, and her growl pressed against my chest. But Damien's eyes were fixed on me, ready for the moment when I would give up.

He couldn’t change that. Without realizing it, my hand shot out and grabbed his collar too. Tharok spoke words I’d never forget: “Nyra Virellion is the most beautiful wolf I’ve ever seen. She will be mine, and you’ll never have even a piece of her. Even from a distance, I’ll keep loving her. And I will win her heart effortlessly. Just keep watching, Oryndor Blackveil.”