ELYSIA'S POV
"Stop from what? Stop from touching my little gift from the Moon Goddess? Stop from touching my fucking mate?"
Terror rushed through my body at those new words—Mate. Gift. Moon Goddess. What was he saying?
"You are mistak…" I muttered, but that only earned me a growl from him and a much louder rumble from the sky. "I…I don't hav…" A slight hiss left my lips as he pinched my thighs open, those fingers making me want what could behead both of us. And I feared death the most. I couldn't imagine my head on the floor in the dungeons for committing adultery.
"Do you know how a wolf senses its mates?" My pulse tightened at his breath dangerously close to my neck, his teeth catching the necklace. "We don't choose… They said the Moon Goddess does her thing, some call it faith, now they…" He paused. "They think they could play with me… I smelled you and your scent drove me mad… it smelt like heav…"
"No… this is all wrong." Wolves having human mates… Yes, I had heard it could happen, but it was rare. Humans were seen as weak pawns, their lower ones sold by the selfish ones amidst them like cattle or a meal to wolves, blood meal to vampires, and a thing of ritual for dark witches. But you are not human, you just hav… I almost yelled out as I tried stopping the voices in my head. You are just eighteen, you can't be without a wolf forever. That's my head trying to console me; it had always been like that even when a pack shaman had sensed no wolf in me.
"What's going through that head of yours, pretty bean?" He nuzzled his head into my neck, and my legs felt like jellies at that moment. "Don't make me scream please…" He said nothing, but his hand grew much bolder, tracing the V of my hips until he cupped me on their 'good grace.' My teeth caught my lips, a mind-numbing sensation coursing through my body which made me forget I was in a stranger's arm.
"I want to hear both lips scream…" I gasped as his hand came on my most private place, harsh and teasing. "That's it baby girl, use those lips…" Tears prickled at the corners of my eyes as my body betrayed me, growing desperate against his touch. "Please…stop," I said in nothing reaching a whisper, but I felt he heard me as he chuckled against the part he nibbled on my neck while he continued his teasing.
I could feel my labia caught between his fingers as I arched softly into the stranger's chest, my hand clutching his jeans, and it got hard to stop the embarrassing noise leaving my lips. My shame burned hotter than the lightning that struck the sky, the trees knocking at the windows like they could stop what was going on, the nerves in my body begging for me.
"Moon's Mercy…" His breathing came out sharp and hot as he fully leaned into my back, his hand going fast on me, and he began rocking his lower hip into my back. I knew I couldn't fight it; I was far gone, with him rubbing on me with brutal patience, his hand gripping my waist tightly.
"I am going to cum in my pants, and that's because of you, firefly… so don't fight it… do the same for me, please…" His voice was doing more than his fingers, his please having me assume this 'sin' was normal. "The Goddess gave you to me, baby." My lips parted slightly as the world began to blur around me, the heat between my thighs burning fiercer, making me a moaning mess… but he decided to play the jerk, which seemed so hot. "Whose head would be in the dungeon once the king finds out I made his little wife wet, on the verge of coming against my finger, her body urging me to continue…" he taunted in a growl that drove me closer to the edge.
A broken, sharp cry slipped past my lips before I could stop it as I selfishly rode his finger, dropping into the lake of ecstasy. The storm outside roared louder as the stranger released a silenced growl, his hips stiffening against me as we both let out sharp breaths. He kissed my neck lightly.
"Goodbye, love."
And he let go, leaving me without bones, just when I turned to where he stood earlier, he had disappeared, the curtains dancing to the wind and it start to settle in, the need to peel my skin off me, for I had committed a huge sin...What am I? A sinner? An adulterer? A creature of lust?
RONAN'S POV
I watched her cry, hate herself then go to sleep, but poor firefly doesn't know she would be doing that every fucking night, 'til I claim her or better still something that wouldn't happen sooner 'take my last breath'
After making sure she was asleep, her chest rising softly in her towel which she didn't bother to take off, I hopped back into her room, my body dripping wet against her floor