Alpha's Cursed Luna

ELEANOR

"Eleanor Raven, I want you as my Luna. My mate. Chosen or not. Do you accept?"

I pursed my lips into a thin line, shifting my gaze away from his face that resembled hope and even happiness. I balled my hands into fists and refused to see him eye to eye.

"l.uhm..." I can feel my back sweating as I try to formulate words

When I raised my head to look up back again at him, he suddenly ran his hands down my thigh and swiftly picked me up like a feather. My hands were thrown instantly around him, wrapping them around his brawny neck as I locked eyes with my godlike supposed-to-be mate. I felt my heart skip a beat as his eyes trailed down to my lips.

"You don't need to answer that right now, Ellie. I want you to think about it, in your own pace. But remember, you're MINE. Even if you say no, I will never give up on you."

I stopped breathing upon hearing those words. It was like my whole body turned into jelly including my heart. Hearing him call me Ellie suddenly made me feel butterflies in my stomach which made me feel uncomfortable for a moment.

The words that slipped from his mouth clearly meant he is not letting me go just like how he is holding me now. I thought so too. His grasp on my thighs and shoulder was strong yet sensual, and I knew I couldn't escape him even if I try my desperate hardest to break away.

My lips parted, but then there was nothing I could really say to him. So instead, I nodded once, knowing damn well I can never become his Luna. The curse made sure of that.

Nevertheless, I tightened my arms around his neck and buried my face onto his broad, muscular chest.

My breasts pressed roughly against him without intending them to. My face flushed and I thanked the goddess he couldn't see my face burning right now. I heard him groan as he walked me up the stairs.

My heart raced incredibly fast the whole freaking time. I raised my head and looked around, only to realize he was taking me back to my room. My heart was near to explosion when he suddenly lowered his head to look directly at me, his gaze penetrating me in the most sensual way. Without another word, he laid me down on the bed. His body leaning over to place my head carefully on the soft, fluffy pillow waiting to be laid.

I blinked at him, noticing the tears that dried on the corners of his eyes from a while back.

Sadness and pain dug its way into my heart as we stared into one another closely. My fingers twitched with the urge to lift my hands and softly touch his handsome face. His jaw clenched as his breath pressed gently against my skin, allowing me to inhale his delicious minty, woody scent. Soon I decided against it, and instead, I mustered up all my courage to speak.

"Alex, I-I'm very sorry about your parents,” I stammered.

"Ssshhh” He shushed my words by placing his fingers over my lips.

“Do not say that. You don't have to be sorry for anything. It's not your fault.”

"But I feel devastated,” These words unintentionally came out with a whimper.

"You don't have to be" He whispered and looked down on me in a way I never saw him look at anyone before.

I stared into his deep, cerulean blue eyes. The feeling of insufferable pain instantly washed over me as the bond between us connected our emotions once again. My heart ached for him, clearly. But it was nothing compared to the pain he’s feeling at this very moment, as the memory of his parents’ death sparked emotions he'd buried deep inside his heart, a long time ago. Based on the emotions he's giving me now, I can tell this was the first time he finally let his emotions flow, and the intensity of it was enough to make me shudder uncontrollably.

I felt Alex's hand travel to the back of my head as he pulled me closer to his chest. He hugged me as though he doesn't plan on letting go. As though he was holding onto me for dear life.

Sparks and tingles instantly skyrocketed inside me for the first time. Our bodies grazing one another as I struggled to keep my body motionless. He wrapped his arms around me and buried his nose in my neck, inhaling my scent deeply. I shivered at the sensual feeling of his breath grazing my bare skin. It was then that I noticed the first two front buttons of my shirt came undone, revealing some skin on my shoulder as he pulled my shirt and suddenly leaned down too dangerously close to it. What I didn't expect from him, something I am absolutely not ready for and always thought I'd never be, was his lips pressing softly and lightly against my naked shoulder. I tilted my head to the side, as if by instinct as well as need, as I pressed my lips tightly together in an attempt to contain the lustful desire that threatened to take over me. I can barely hold on to my sanity when his kisses suddenly moved down to my collarbone swiftly.

Closing my eyes, I let my hands explore his wide back when out of nowhere, he licked my neck.

A gasp escaped from my lips out of shock and unpreparedness. He didn't stop. He then went on and continued planting sweet, tiny kisses on my shoulder one by one and I didn't have enough courage to ask for release when my body knew exactly how to react to his touch. His lips, his tongue, his soft, sweet kisses that sent shivers crawling up to my spine abruptly, one after the other. The extremely close proximity between our bodies was creating too much heat I could barely handle.

I felt his lips move away from my shoulder and head to my neck, my chin, my cheek bone, before he finally settled on the spot on my ear. He licked it and like a hopeless she-wolf in heat, I let out a soft moan.

The next thing I knew Alex pushed me onto the bed, allowing his own body to fall and fall on top of me as he groaned.

My eyes then burst open, and I saw the color of his eyes slowly turn black.

My wolf giggled heartily and concluded, "He craves for us.." Those words sent the fear of goddess right into me I've forgotten how to breathe.

When I locked eyes with Alex one more time, he was looking at my lips and chest, partially revealed with the open buttons that came undone. I gulped, and suddenly I felt something sticky and hot in between my thighs. I clenched my legs together desperately, trying my hardest to conceal the smell of my arousal from my mate.

It was then that he just had to inhale the scent in the air, and groaned in approval as he locked his eyes back with mine.

"Eleanor..." My name sounded surprisingly seductive and beautiful at the same time, despite the depth and roughness of his voice as he called my name. A name I've long learned to hate ever since that fateful day.

His calloused hand then reached forward, sweeping my hair off my face before his fingers slid down to hold my chin gently.

Almost immediately, my lips parted. As though encouraging him to take my mouth into his and melt me with his tongue.

I could feel my wolf panting, signalling her deep desire to hold him, have him.

I tried to lay low with my own emotions, but it got me nowhere but in his brawny arms, his comforting scent, his extremely dominating presence.

As I was about to get up and put an end to this before everything goes left, Alex kissed my lips and sucked it softly. Not too aggressive, not too cowardly.

He withdrew his head back before meeting my gaze once again. There was a hint of shame and regret evident in his beautiful blue eyes as realization swept over him judging by the expression on his handsome face.

"I-l am sorry. I'll go--"

Before he could retreat and craw! off the bed and leave me, wanting and in the middle of a passionate moment, I instinctively grabbed his neck and smashed my mouth into his, devouring him completely. At first, his eyes widened in surprise. Clearly he didn't expect me to grab him by the neck and practically mouth-rape him, I didn't either. In fact, I was just as shocked as he is right now. I stopped, realizing my mistake and was about to pull myself back out of pure embarrassment when he abruptly lifted me onto his lap and touched all the places on my body that craved for his touch. In that moment, the kiss awakened a storm within me I couldn't seem to put into sleep. His passionate kisses and intense heat rendered me weak, panting, speechless, moaning in between our passionate kisses. I wanted to slap myself for making the sound but it felt as natural as it could get. There was no other way around it than in. With my arms wrapped around his neck and his hands around my waist, I felt the same sticky feeling start to build up from my core and I stifle another moan.

Alex groans and calls for my name one more time, and I oddly felt the urge to rock my ass against the bulge on his pants, so I did.

I began to move, slowly at first, before the speed progressed into something more, intense. Alex groaned while I grind my core against his clothed cock, and I couldn't eacape from the pleasure that was making my eyes dilate and my mouth cry out softly.

"Alex!" His name sounded like music in my ears.

I licked my lips, reveling in the pleasure mixed with the disturbing feeling of hesitation within me now. I broke away from the kiss in order to focus on my throbbing core against his bulge. I grind it harder than the last, causing Alex to groan and hold my hips tighter in place.

"Fuck, baby!" He decided to cooperate with me soon after and started pushing his hips up and down against my ass right in the middle to meet my throbbing core, still clothed.

I leaned down again to kiss his lips, and it felt even more amazing when we kissed while our hips rocked.

It went on for a few more long seconds, when suddenly the pleasure that had built up reached to a certain point where I slowed down my hips. Something beautiful and magical exploded inside me like a ticking bomb. Soon, Alex followed and he slowed down his pace too.

"Eleanor, I couldn't believe..." He was panting, and I allowed myself to breathe before pulling away from his lap. But then, Alex grabbed me by the hips and suddenly slid his fingers all the way down my panties. I gasped, shock and the sudden burst of excitement consuming me at that crucial moment. We locked eyes and I held his gaze longer, when he suddenly snapped his head to the door.

"Alex, are you in there?”

The girly, high-pitched voice and manner of speaking already told me who it was standing by the door.

"What do you want, Veronyka?" Alex growled, his wolf still pretty much the one taking charge of him.