Luna On The Run!

Still Future Alpha David Gorgio’s POINT OF VIEWText © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

At high speed, I fly over the smooth water towards the yacht that keeps sailing.

Goddess, let me find her right there, I need her so much in my life. I can’t imagine her not bothering me with questions while I’m at work, not feeling the need to show me everything new she’s bought.

No, the princess could not fill my life. What possessed Selene to saddle me with an elitist mate? It’s not my style at all, I don’t like that kind of display. Rather an annoyance, never stylish.

As I get closer to the yacht, I slow down.

I am surprised that she has not heard the watercraft approaching and has come to take a look. Suddenly I am gripped by fear. No, it is not possible that she has hurt herself. That’s not my girl. If she could endure years of rejection, she could endure anything.

I reach the boat floating, jump onto the low platform and tie up the scooter.

Then I climb the short stairs and get in. This is my first time here, my parents often took trips with the Alpha and Luna of Midnight Moon on this yacht. I stayed behind for the pack.

I open some doors, but my girl is nowhere to be found. Then I sharpen my were-hearing, I hear faint sounds somewhere. Now I know I must be on deck, so I run up the steep stairs.

And there she is, lying on a large towel under the covered deck.

She was on her stomach, her head on her folded hands. She was sobbing and babbling a little, wiping her eyes with the towel, then crying uncontrollably again. And as I moved closer, I could hear her words more clearly.

“David Gorgio, why can’t you love me? Moon Goddess, I won’t survive this, I can’t live without him. Who will I tell everything to now? I have no one left. My heart beats for nothing, it has no destiny. Why can’t I be his mate? What am I missing?”

She sounds so broken that my heart cannot bear it. It is as if there is a stone in my stomach that is getting heavier every second. I want a mate who loves me, not one who sees me as a trophy, the grandson of the Alpha King, a good mate for a strong bloodline. Esmee Clarita has always loved me, she is everything I want.

“Nothing is missing on you. You are perfect,” I whisper, wanting to ease her pain. I have never seen her in tears before, disappointed, yes, but never sad. And it hurts like hell to see her like this.

She stiffens at first, before slowly turning onto her back.

And then our eyes locked and a fire shot up into my head.

‘MATE! MATE! MINE!’ Hex shouts in my head. ‘Take her in your arms and kiss her.’

Esmee Clarita carefully sits up, while I crouch down until I am face to face with her. Yes, she is my second chance mate, thank you, Moon Goddess, you have corrected your mistake.

‘MATE!’ she whispers as she crawls towards me, uncertain. I grab her like a life preserver, our lips sucking together. My tongue penetrates her mouth, eager to taste and conquer. Tenderly, I lean her back on the towel and hover over her.

But then Hex overpowers me, and we partially shift, as does Esmee Clarita and her wolf.

My hands run down her body, the bikini she is wearing soon coming off. I wanted to take it slow, but, goddess, her scent is driving me crazy and her wolf isn’t making it easy either. Her hands are all over my skin, clawing wherever they can find a grip.

Breathless, my mouth leaves her lips and goes to her neck and shoulders. I try to say something, but Hex chokes me immediately. He nips at her skin until we reach her bare breasts and feast on them.

“David, David,” I hear her whisper hoarsely as she pushes her back closer to my mouth.

“Mate, I love you, I’m so sorry,” I hear Hex whisper hoarsely. “Let me make it up to you. I promise you the world as long as you stay with me. You can continue to annoy me, demand my attention, do whatever you want. As long as you never leave.”

Shit, my wolf is stealing my sentences, I will have a serious talk with him about this later.

“Promise me, mate. Words, I need words. I want you to promise me. The name is Hex,” he forces.

“Yes, yes Hex. I’ll stay. For as long as you want. I love you,” she exclaims, her voice thick with lust.

“Perfect. Because this will last a lifetime. I want you, Mira. Are you ready for me?”

I try to warn him to be careful with her and especially not to hurt her, but this beast pushes me away hard. This will be the last time he takes control of me like this, I swear. There is nothing I can do to save Esmee Clarita from its claws. I had imagined our mating to be different, but my horny wolf wants to stop her running away from us again. His fear rivals mine, the terrible uncertainty of the last few hours is something I never want to experience again.

He lowers himself further until he is between her legs. He spreads them wide until they meet her stomach and dips down. His rough tongue rolls over her folds, rasping at the nub. My mate is going mad with desire, the shivers in her body betraying her desperate state.

“Hex, Hex, please don’t stop. Keep going! God …” she cries hoarsely as she moves her hips against my face. My hands move over her body, summoning the sparks that sent us out of our minds. At the same time as I roll her nipple, Hex plunges his long, rough tongue into her.

“Aaahh. I can’t hold out any longer, I’m coming … goddess. I … I”. A cry of pleasure escapes my mate as her orgasm surges through her, rendering her helpless. She lifts her hips to take it all in, but falls back onto the towel after a few seconds, out of breath. Her juices fill my mouth and I drink every last drop.

And then Hex hovers over her, the tip of his member at her entrance.

“Look at me, mate. We will be one from now on. There is no more running. Do you understand me?” Swallowing hard, still numb from her overwhelming orgasm, Esmee nods.

“Then spread yourself wide for me. Let me take all of you.” Obediently, she pushes her thighs back until she is completely open for us. With their eyes locked, he penetrates deep inside her in one fluid motion, breaking her virgin barrier in the process.

Horrified, my mate lets out a cry of pain, tears streaming from her eyes. Hex lies still for a moment to allow her to adjust to his dominance, kissing her all the while. His member twists inside her, sending another wave of desire through her.

And when she nods, he starts to move, slowly at first, but then with impatient thrusts towards the fulfillment he and I crave.

“Aahh, yes … Hex, David … yes, go on … go deeper,” our mate cries out, her hips now pressing and demanding. And as their joint orgasm approaches, their fangs lengthen, both Hex’s and Mira’s. Hex bites deep into her neck first, keeping his fangs inside her for a few seconds before pulling them out. He then licks the wound clean, causing it to close. As soon as he lifts his face to look at her, Mira sinks her fangs deep into me, marking me for life.

“You are mine, David Gorgio. At last,” she sighs as she falls back onto the deck, tired but satisfied…