VIVIENNE's POV
''Oh Roman, fuck yessss!'' I moaned, my body trembling as his hot palm slid down the small of my back, the heat rendering me insane.
Roman pinned me hard against the rough bark of the ancient oak at the edge of the clearing, the weight of his body pressing against mine.
His breath hitched against my ear, the smell of spice and the musky scent of dominant wolf wafting up my nostrils.
''I've missed you.'' He growled, kissing the base of neck.
I moaned, wrapping my hand around his neck and pulling him closer.
''Why so hasty, Vivi?'' He chuckled into my ear, the guttural sound of his sexy laugh alongside the pet name fueling my arousal.
He dragged his hand down the curve of my hips, pulling my skirt upwards till the cool forest air hit my thighs. I archer into him, my fingers tangling in the thick, dark hair at the nape of his neck.
I wanted to scream his name, to tell him that the weeks of silence and the cold side of the bed was eating at me, killing me.
But the only thing that managed to slip out was a broken, needy whimper.
My legs shook as he slid his hand downward, to the sensitive part of my lady bits. I was on the verge of shattering, my body ready to snap under the weight of his hung—
''Luna Vivienne?'' A distant voice called, interrupting the moment.
My forehead scrunched as the sound of hand snapping followed.
''Luna, are you alright?''
The forest vanished. The rough bark against my back morphed into the smooth walls of the pack's hallway and the smell of spice and musk was replaced by floor wax and old parchment.
I blinked, my heart beating incessantly in my chest as I stared around in confusion.
Standing before me was Mark, the pack's beta. He was holding a stack of quarterly reports, his brows furrowed as he stared at me in confusion.
''Luna vivienne?'' He called, his head tilted in a way that suggested he'd been watching me struggle for air for a few seconds too long. ''I—I was saying…the Alpha is fine. He's just tied up with boarder patrol and council members. He sent word that he'll be attending to pack issues until late. You don't have to worry.''
It finally clicked. As the Luna of Crescent wolf pack, I was supposed to be listening to reports about the pack's whereabouts and inquiring how we could hold up during this hard times. Instead, I was knee deep in my own sexual fantasies.
I felt a hot, prickling sensation crawling at the base of my neck. ''Right.'' I managed, my voice strained even to my own ears. ''Pack issues. Of course.'' I uttered, letting out a small laugh.
Mark lingered, his gaze dropping to my flushed cheek before returning to my eyes. ''Is there something you need? You look…distressed?''
''No!'' I blurted out, a bit too loudly. I forced a stiff, robotic nod. ''Just tired. The attacks… it's a lot for everyone. Thank you, Mark''
I didn't wait for his response, I turned around quickly and took desperate, long strides towards my room.
Immediately I stepped in, I slammed the door and turned the locks with trembling fingers.
I closed my eyes and leaned against the door, my beating loudly in my chest, I could almost hear it.
I couldn't believe I had been standing in the middle of a public hallway, daydreaming about my husband's naked body in broad day light while the Beta watched me.
God, I was pathetic.
A loud groan escaped my lips as I reached down and slid my hand beneath the waistband of my skirt and past the lace of my panties.
I froze.
The silk was soaked.
I slipped out of the damp lace and hauled it towards the hamper with a feeling of self-loathing. I looked at the bed, the expansive king size bed with one side being isolated for far too long.
My husband, Roman, the Alpha of the Crescent moon pack was a great leader and had tried his best to split himself between me and the pack. Unfortunately, the recent attacks had shifted the scales and I was on the recieving end of it.
The longing in my chest felt heavy, suffocating. It made me feel like a slut, craving him this way while most of the pack members mourned their loss.
But I couldn't help it.
I rushed towards the closet and pulled out a large bean bag.
I unzipped it and pulled out a dildo, the only thing keeping me from marching to Roman's office and fucking him senseless.
I closed the bean bag and tossed it back into the closet before taking the dildo and heading straight for the bed.
I took off the rest of my clothing and plopped on the bed, the cold sheet bare against my skin as I flicked the switch.
The low hum buzzed in my hand, the mechanical buzzing that seemed to mock the frantic beating in my chest. I closed my eyes tight, forcing myself back to into the fantasy, back to the rough bark of the tree and the feel of Roman's hand gripping my butt as he pumped me from behind.
''Yes baby, yesss!'' I screamed, thrusting the vibrator into my pussy.
A sharp gasp escaped my lips as it slid into me easily, the wetness driving enough friction as I dove in and out repeatedly, my eyes rolling to the back of my head as I screamed Roman's name.
I increased my thrust, reaching for my aching boobs and massaging, squeezing, fondling, pinching until it was crying to be suckled.
''Oh Roman, you're killing me.'' I whimpered, arching my back forward and rocking my hips into the dildo.
''Fuck me, Roman! Harderrrr!'' I screamed, thrusting my hips into the dildo relentlessly, the sound of the collision reverbarating around the room.
''Yes, Roman. Just like tha—''
The room door suddenly burst open, interrupting my next words.
I screamed, letting go of the dildo and pulling the covers up my body, my heart thumping loudly against my chest, it could explode.
''Vivi?''
''W-What are you—I locked the door—I—'' I stuttered, my face flushing red from embarassment.
Roman stood at the entrance, his eyes wide as it skimmed through my body.
''The locks are broken, Vivi. How could you forget?'' He scolded, his eye falling downwards.
I followed his eye sight until they stopped at the swell of my breast.
I didn't cover it properly, Danmit!
''Roman…'' I choked out, my breath coming in ragged gasps as I stared up at him.
His eyes were now on my face, his pupil dilated and lips parted as he stared at me.
I knew he wanted it as badly as I did.
But his knuckles were white as he squeezed them together, trying to hold back.
''Pleasee…'' I muttered, my voice riddled with desperation.
I let go of my hold on the duvet and it slid down my body, unfolding my nakedness and then the vibrator.
''Fuck, Vivi!'' Roman snapped, cursing under his breath.
He unclenched his fist and closed the door behind him, his resolve breaking.
He walked towards the bed and crouched down to my level, slowly taking the covers off my body till I was stark naked in front of him.
I shrinked into the bed, my hand fiddling with the silk of the sheets.
My eyes left his, my head dropping down in embarassment? Shame? I couldn't tell…
It had been a while since we got into any action so I didn't think he found me as attractive as he used to.
''Fuck, Vivi!'' He cursed again, his hand coming to rest on my chin.
He pulled it upwards till I was staring into his ocean blue eyes.
I shivered, falling in love with him all over again.
''You're beautiful.'' He whispered, his eyes holding sincerity.
I melted into his words, unable to utter a word. And as if knowing that, Roman pulled my chin closer and slammed his lips again mine.
''Hmmmm'' I moaned into his lips, kissing him back with the same intensity.
His hand slid down my body until they reached my entrance.
I whimpered, rocking my hips in circular motion against his fingers.
He broke contact and kissed me on the neck instead before inserting three fingers into my pussy without warning.
I gasped, my eyes widening as he thrusted into me slowly, biting the nape of my neck while pinching my nipple with his other hand.
''Roman…faster pleaseee..'' I cried, rocking my hips forward.
''As you wish, Luna.'' He whispered, thrusting into me faster.
His pupil dilated further, the blue in his eyes thickening and I knew he'd become one with his wolf as he finger fucked me to oblivion.
I was a trembling mess after, my body shaking with my juices coated all over the sheets and Roman's hands.
I bit my lips and reached for his pants, just below his belt and massaged the bulge.
''No.'' Roman suddenly snapped, grabbing my wrist.
My face twisted as I pulled away, confusion marring my face. ''Is something wrong?''
He wiped his hand against the sheet, cleaning off my juice instead of licking it like I'd have expected.
Then he shifted away like I was some kind of plague he was avoiding, his demeanor changing.
''We need to talk.'' He uttered, barely reaching my eyes.
A shaky chuckle escaped my lips. ''And we will. After we are done…'' I teased, reaching for his pants but he jumped up just before I could touch him.
I froze, my arousal depleting like I got ran over by a truck full of ice block.
''Roman—''
''I can't do this anymore, Vivi.'' He interrupted, his eyes bloodshot as he finally looked me in the eye.
''I want an open marriage.'' He muttered.