AUTHOR'S POV
"I could live with this", Scott whispered, leaning against the kitchen counter, watching Diana at the dining table. His black shirt swallowing her small frame, sleeves hiding half of her arms, hair loose, and face scrubbed from worries for the first time in days. In that simplest moment comes in a perfect joy, he hoped the night would forget how to end.
Pizza boxes lay open, alongside fried chicken and burgers that he ordered in a panic the moment she said she was hungry. Scott stood to grab some soda cans, but he was caught in admiring his Luna on his way back. "What are you doing? Let's eat", Diana called, with a slice of pizza in her mouth. Scott flinched, as if getting busted from his reverie. He took off one can's lid, and handed it to her. With sauce at the corner of Diana's mouth and fingers glistening with oil, she shamelessly took the can of soda with both hands and drank a little. Her eyes squinted at the sharp stinging taste of the fizzy drink before going back to her pizza. "Ahh.. That hits the spot".
Scott looked away, but it wasn't quick enough for Diana not to notice him starting too much. "What?".
"Nothing", he smiled, sitting on the chair near her.
"Sure, it's nothing?".
"It is".
She smiled and licked the sauce from her thumb, while Scott nearly choked on air, feeling brazen for getting a hard on at a very wholesome moment. "Bastard", he told to himself quietly, as he drink his soda.
When half of the food table was almost consumed, the truth returned to sit with them. Diana fiddles with some chicken skin that she skipped eating, bites her lip before she told Scott about the nagual. "Tamara is up to something. She keeps an original vampire with her."
Scott's jaw hardened. "Nagualli rarely align themselves with vampires. It doesn't make sense."
"Tamara brought me in a home, that looked like our house in the city. There's a basement, which was not like how I remembered it but... there were three red doors down there. The one where Claudia was kept was a door with a moon and a pretty stone", Diana told Scott.
"That door is a vampire prison. The sign on it was like a talisman, to trap vampires. I'm not quite sure with the other door, but the other one was for wolves.", he explained.
"Maybe that's why she wanted me to send you. Three doors for three beasts. What could be the other one for?", she wondered. "Tamara was able to harvest blood from me, so she won't be needing me for a while. And, Claudia have turned to a human after feeding on me. She will serve her purpose soon", she leaned forward, with her hands crossed on the table.
"Why would Tamara shake hands with vampires? Why now?", it was a question that darkened Scott's face. Then a flicker came across his eyes, as he gaze at the fading marks on Diana's neck. "Oh I almost forgot!", he rushed out, took a blade from the kitchen drawers and nicked his forearm.
"Scott!! What are you doing!?", Diana pulled away from the table with her eyes widened at how Scott fearlessly made himself bleed.
"Quick! We might have less time. The Alpha blood can break the vampire's venom!!", he was about to smear his blood on her wound when she held his hand.
"No.. No, I'm alright. Ofir already gave me something", she told him, assuringly.
It made him stand still. "You really trust that thing", he said, bewildered.
"It's Ofir", she simply said, pulling a chair for him, while checking his nicked wound which have already healed close. "And yes, I trust him".
"You have a knack of trusting people so easily, Diana. He showed you kindness once, it doesn't mean he can be trusted", his voice have gone flat and Diana already knew that tone. "Like Roman", he seethe, crossing his arms.
"Are you… jealous?", she asked, sitting upright.
"Did he… try to do something?".
Diana's shoulders tightened. Memory passed behind her eyes like shadow. It was so easy to remember, yet so hard for her to say what happened. She forced a smile, and shook her head. "No".
Her lie was thin that Scott could easily see the truth. It enraged him more than it would have, because he sent her there in the first place. "That fuck!", he gritted his teeth.
"I'm still mad at you for kissing Christina, though", she mumbled. Scott's brows furrowed, the fact that he have already forgotten what Christina did.
"Forget about her, she's nothing to me", he said, skipping the part that the lythari tore her into pieces. "You're my Luna".
"Then, try making me feel like l really am".
Those words struck him like lightning, as he slowly shift his gaze onto her. He moved first out of habit, but Diana stopped him with one hand on his chest, pushing him back on the chair. Scott's eyes widened. "No, I'll take over this time", she climbed onto his lap with all the grace of a determined kitten, knees slipping in the oversized shirt, and nearly knocking over the can of soda on the table. Scott caught her and the soda, laughing. She ignored his laughter and cupped his face with fierce concentration.
Then, she kissed him.
A kind of kiss that was short, and sweet, but enough for him to drop the can on the floor. She pulled away once, and tried again. This time, parting his lips and slipping her tongue in. "There she is", he murmured in her mouth, as a rough sound moan in his throat. Scott stood up and carried her the way he did earlier, and darted his way back to the bedroom.
At the bedroom door, Diana slipped from his arms and held his hand going to bed without breaking the kiss. Then, she pushed Scott backward to the bed, leaving him with a broad smile in his lips. "Stop smiling", she ordered.
"I can't", he bit his lips, struggling to be serious.
"Then, close your eyes", she pulled her shirt over her head, baring herself in front of Scott. The subtle warm light from the lampshade didn't hide all of her curves, and her fair skin full of Scott's marks. The smile across his face slowly faded, as his throat go up and down. She crawled on top of him as he close his eyes ready to feel this version of his Luna.
Diana kissed him until neither of them remembered why they got jealous over something unreasonable. His hands found her waist, gentler, and proving. Just gratitude in the shape of touch. She pulled away, lifted his shirt up taking it off. Then, she rested on his chest, breathless and triumphant.
Scott gently nibbled her ear, then showered her with wet kisses down to her neck. Her moans electrified his entire body. Her scent and touch were completely driving him wild and crazy. He sat up, buried his face on her full bossoms, and trailed her hardened nipples with his tongue. Feeling her body tense, he became ecstatically excited to own his Luna. She then started to move her body against his, as he playfully suck and lick on each of her bossoms.
As impatient as Diana could get, she impulsively pulled down his shorts with so much added efforts and improvisation. Scott couldn't hold his chuckles back, as he peek through his squinted eyes. But, she didn't cared. His manhood straightened up, that her face flared at the sight of it. Diana went back on top of his lap, locking their eyes at each other. From that moment, seeing his unimprinted Luna willingly giving herself to him, Scott felt like he's the luckiest wolf of all clans.
Diana took control, in a more daring way Scott couldn't imagine.
She held his hardened shaft stroking it up and down. Scott leaned back on the bed on his elbows, catching his breath while she watch his Luna in a different angle. "Am I doing it right?", then she slid down with her legs up, lowered her face, putting his thing inside her mouth.
He grunted, tilting his head back breathing heavily. "You're.. perfect in all ways", he stammered as Diana push his manhood down to her throat. It was reckless, messy... but the fact she didn't use her teeth made him think she knew what exactly she's doing.
Scott pulled her up, and reached for her face. He kept him in place as he kiss her lips. He licked his finger between their mouths, and slid his hand down, reaching for her wetness. He circled his finger around, as if playing with her for a bit before finding her clit. Diana moaned in the middle of their kiss, until Scott slid one finger in and then out of her for several times. She leaned on him, pausing their kiss as he catch her breath from the spiraling pleasures coming through her.
"Sco..tt.. put it in", Diana gasped for air biting her lips.
Her impatience brought an intensifying excitement in Scott that made him grab her by her waist and lift her up placing her down his shaft where it's tip touches her folds by its entrance. "You put it in", he dared his Luna who's wanting to take control in the first place.
Diana wet her lips, breath trembling. Then, she held his manhood, and slid it inside of her… slowly and carefully. Her tightness didn't made it swiftly, as she wince in discomfort. "Don't rush..", he whispered, seeing her having a hard time taking it all in. Half way through, she gasped doubting herself if she could do it. Eventually, Diana took it slow, then she started a pace she could handle. She tried to catch her breath as she move up and down. The room was filled by not only the warmth of the their bodies, their shadows mimicking their movements, and their voices calling each other's names as they become one.
In a few minutes, Scott felt her go faster and her breaths became shorter. "Give it all to me, Luna", he grunted as he feel her reach her heavenly pleasure. She place the back of her hand over her lips to avoid the escapes of her louder moans and gasps, as he slump on his chest, feeling their heartbeats racing like stallions on an open field.
Scott then thrusted his hips up, filling her insides with his hard on. He put her hair on the side, and bite her moist shoulder. "My turn", he said.