Page 39 of Moon Guardian
She was a wolf. I was certain of it now. Only a wolf could do this to me, a wolf destined to be my mate.
We were trapped in a strange in-between. I should have been out there during the High Moon, captured her in the woods and claimed Her in the night.
But Althea had promised me She would have died if I had done that. The alphas would have found us in the throes of our courtship and intervened.
So I would have to extend our time together. Wait until the next High Moon to complete what had begun.
Yet Her need called to me like a beacon, making me want to show her exactly what it was She was doing to me. I didn’t dare remove the thin fabric of my pants. What little control I had seemed to hinge on that fragile barrier between Her flesh and mine.
She guided my fingers to Her slick pussy, rubbing me on Her even though I had already made Her climax.
She wouldn’t be fulfilled, not until I lodged myself deep inside of Her and my dick swelled, locking us together for hours to complete the courtship.
Something I ached to do, but I resisted the urge for Her sake.
My seed wouldn’t fulfill Her unless it was under the High Moon. A failed courtship could result in death, and I wouldn’t dare risk losing Her, not over my own lack of control.
Her pupils blew wide as she came undone beneath me a second time, a faint golden rim forming around her irises.
Yes, this was right. This was the worship She needed from me to transform into a vessel of the Goddess, bringing Her blessings down upon us and fulfilling an ancient prophecy that would unite the packs.
I would have worshipped her for the rest of the day, and night, again and again until the moon cycle phased into the High Moon.
Instead, I paused, my nostrils flaring when I scented the combination of all the packs in one place.
The alphas had found us.
And they were pissed.
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I stalked through the twisted trees, carving my way across the caked red dirt.
I couldn’t see her.
But I couldsmellher.
The overpowering scent of jasmine and moonlight made my dick hard, not just because I scented my mate, but because she was aroused.
Very. Aroused.
Her slick called to me with its sweet aroma, making my cock swell and ache with the need to shove myself deep inside of her.
“Where is she?” Ryker said, his pupils blown wide as he ripped away a dried branch from his path. “Don’t you smell her?”
“I do,” I confirmed, adjusting my massive cock. It had never grown this big before, but I’d never truly mated before, either. I paused, running my hand through the air where the scent was the strongest.
The caked dirt flattened in a large circle, suggesting perhaps there was something beyond a veil I couldn’t break.
Shadow, alpha of the Midnight Pack stalked the perimeter, seeming to come to the same conclusion.
She was hidden here, somehow.
Dash frowned, his claws extending from his human hands as his cock swelled the same size as mine. “She’s here,” he confirmed, his nostrils flaring.
Glancing around the perimeter, I noted the faint lines in the dirt.
Symbols of our Goddess, I realized. Something I would have missed had I not been looking for it.
