Page 147 of King Luna

He whimpers, tears dripping onto my cheek as my licks turn into slow, hard suckling over his old mark.

Noah bucks harder now. I give little moans with each thrust, my core bubbling with pleasure. He cradles my head to his neck, his body shuddering.

“I can't believe how much I love you, my Luna... My Omega... My—” Noah’s breath hitches. “Alpha...”

It’s just a whisper, but it sets my heart on fire.

I’m no longer suckling. Fast, heated nips prickle his skin as I mate myself over his cock.

Noah pants, squirming over me as he stretches my swollen pussy to the limits, riding me on the edge.

I growl, craving to tease out every last drop of his pleasure.I love you, Alpha-Omega. My sweet, shy King.

My fangs sink into his flesh, a flood of sticky heat coating my tongue—followed by a burst of euphoria in our bond.

Noah moans loudly enough to draw every wolf’s attention, our clashing, wet bodies making enough noise as it is. Our bond surges as he pounds into me. Overwhelming bliss lifts me up and over the edge as I lap up his blood.

On an impulse, Noah's fangs scrape my mark. I bare my scent for him without hesitation, allowing my mate to mark me a fourth time. It restarts my orgasm at the tail end of itself, mixing with Noah's intense pleasure to turn us both into quivering mush.

Ethereal colors cross over my vision, numbing me to the outside world. I already recognize the vast fields when I arrive: the field where our wolves reside inside our bond.

When my consciousness skates toward our wolves in the distance, my heart skips. There’s something I've never seen here before: an object glowing beside my wolf.

As my mind zips behind the eyes of my wolf, she’s focused on Noah’s bleeding neck, healing it with tender licks. His wolf whines, nuzzling himself all over me, but beside us, there’s a faint glow nestled into the grass.

Then I see it’s a glowing mass. It’s fuzzy around the edges, a faint outline of fur tucked into a little ball.

Noah’s ears perk up with mine as I unlatch from his neck, taken with the sight of this little glowing ball. We stare at the odd mass, our wolf heads cheek to cheek as we continue to court. Noah's curiosity vibrates through me as he tilts his head, making my tail wag. I don’t know why, but the little glowing mass feelsspecial to our wolves. It's something they’re keeping tucked away and safe.

My mate purrs, and the mass twitches like it heard him.

That’s when we see a tiny ear poke up to the sky.

Both of our wolves whine in unison, our bond bursting with a type of love I’ve never experienced.

Pup,I mindlink.

Pup.Noah’s wolf yips, urging me to my paws.

Our wolves frolic together through the field, overjoyed by not just our re-strengthened connection, but at how fast our family is growing.

As my wolf rolls over for Noah's, allowing him to snuffle hot, loving caresses over her expanding womb, I know my wolf trusts Noah with her whole soul.

When I come back down into my human body, it physically pains me to have to leave the comfort of our bond. But then I remember who I’m nestled under, a content sweetness overflowing from my scent glands as Noah cuddles me.

I’m happy-sobbing against Noah, his blood dripping across my collarbones and down my chin.

“Oh, my gorgeous mate—” Noah’s voice is so breathy with love that I whine even harder, crashing against his lips.

The remnants of our bond’s world fades into my subconscious. Rustling wind roots me back in Kiruna, Sweden...

But that's all I hear.

It’s dead silent in the field.

Shifted wolves surround Noah and me, but they're no longer facing us. All I can see is a circle of prickling, alert tails, tense bodies defending us as they tighten their circle.

Something is very, very wrong—and it’s something that only occurred within the past minute.

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