《The Human Luna》Part 18
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I feel two cold hands press on my chest and I shudder in pleasure from last night.
The two hands put pressure on me and attempt to escape from me. Little did they know, I wasn't planning on moving anytime soon.
A very smooth and soft girl's voice floods my hearing.
"You'd think they'd make an emergency button for these situations. Make out with a werewolf they said. It'll be fun they said. They said wrong. Because now I'm trapped in a bed with a werewolf who has arms of steel. Great going Mariah, great going."
I can't stop the chuckle that escapes my throat. I feel Mar freeze. I don't open my eyes but I know she's staring at me.
"Ryder, let me go! I have to use the bathroom!" I groan. I know she has to move but I don't want to let go.
"You have 5 minutes." I tell her while sliding my arms from around her. She gets up without a second thought.
As soon as the blanket falls from her body I feel my eyes darken. She's still only in a bra, panties, and my shirt.
My huge tshirt is hanging loosely around her frame and leaves her ever so tempting legs are completly bare.
"Ryder?" A voice asks. It sends a flood of pleasure to race through my body. I can feel myself getting harder by the second.
"5 minutes. Go." Mar immediately listens to my command and I smirk. The Alpha in me wants her to submit and she's doing just that.
After about 3 minutes I can't take it anymore and I get up. Walking over to the bathroom I catch Mariah's scent.
Mine is mixed in. I smirk. I've scent claimed her. It won't last very long until I mark her but I don't she's ready for that.
"Mariaaaaaaah" I whine through the door. Jeez I sound like a toddler.
"Coming" a quick voice says before the door swings open and I feel her collide with my chest.
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It doesn't affect me at all. It's like a puppy trying to move a dinosaur. Grabbing onto my mate's arms I pull her up and then pick her up.
She wraps her legs around my torso and I groan. Mariah squeaks. My crotch is against hers and I know she can feel it.
"Ryder?" Mar asks me. I just grunt and put my face in her neck. She tenses again but I'm not gonna let her go until she asks me to.
Her scent takes me into overdrive and I start walking but to bed. My nose is running up and down on her smooth skin.
"Ryder? Shouldn't we be getting up? You know school?"
I smirk against her skin. My mate's question was shaky and breathy.
"No" that's all I say. There's no way in the universe that I'm letting Mariah go today.
"Are you hungry?" I ask i her ear. I feel her shiver against me. Luca growls in approval knowing it was our doing that made Mar do that.
"S-sure?" Mariah says unsurely. I walk over to the closet and start searching through the drawers.
"Ryder? You can put me down you know. I can walk" I chuckle. Oh little mate. I know she'll be freaked out if I say it was me so I blame it on Luca.
"It calms my wolf, same as your smell" She tenses, probably at the metion of Luca. He was very touchy that night I brought her over.
"YOU LITTLE PUNK! She's gonna think I'm the needy one! You're the one who said she only had 5 minutes in the bathroom!"
Luca screamed at me.
"Yah but I have the control Luca."
"Not until i take it"
I think he's joking but then i feel him forcing himself into control of me.
"LUCA DON'T!"
He snickers and I huff at him.
"You okay?" A sweet honey-like voice asks me worriedly.
I smile at her and I can feel Mar's body relax alittle more into mine.
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"Of course I am sweetheart" Then I kiss her cheek. She turns a bright red. I chuckle as Mariah ducks down and hides in my chest.
"You're adorable" I tell her, knowing it's making her face a deeper pink. I here her groan.
"Stop it! That's not fair!" She complains. I laugh at that and she smiles brightly. I feel myself smiling back at her. She's contagious.
She looks deep in thought before Mariah's little arms wrap around my neck. Everywhere she touches me the tingles are present.
I feel her soft lips on one of my cheeks and my eyes close from the pleasure. Then she kisses the other one.
Lastly right between my eyebrows, just like last night. Mariah pulls back and stares at me. I don't bother opening my eyes.
She giggles. I've never heard her giggle like a schoolgirl. My eyes snap open and I stare at my mate. She's literally perfect. What did i do to deserve her?
She catches me watching and asks "what?"
"Nothing you just so beautiful." Mariah turns into a tomato again and goes to hide in my chest but I hold her chin.
Taking a risk I place a kiss right on the tip of her nose, and then a small one right on her pink lips.
The pleasure flows through me but I pull away, the kiss at night only happened because we were both tired.
She smiles again and I chuckle.
"Okayyy, clothes" i say, trying to get back to what we were doing. I pull out a pair of sweatpants and a shirt.
I set Mar down, much to my dismay, and pull the pants on. When I reach for the shirt, Mariah's little nose scrunches up.
"What? Don't want me to put it on?" I tease.
"What-what! N-no! I just, I well-"
"Hey! It's okay, i wasn't going to put it on anyway." Her face goes all confused and i wait for her to figure it out. I can tell when she does because her face goes alittle pink.
"I couldn't, I already have this one an-"
"Mariah I want you to wear it." My voice is gentle but demanding and I know she won't argue.
I hold it out for her and she goes to leave.
"Here!" I say, giving her a pair of my smallest sweatpants. She takes them with a sigh but i just give Mar a wink.
I'm standing by the door, bouncing on my toes, waiting for Mar.
It's been 5 minutes. I need her. My instincts are telling me she's in danger or hurt but I know that's not true.
Finally, she comes out. I scan up and down her body and growl in approval. The sweatpants are rolled up numerous times and the shirt goes to about mid thigh.
She smells like me but I can still sense the presence of lemons and sugar. I walk up to her and smile when she doesnt move away.
She looks hesitant but it's progress. I have her thighs and hold her to me. She slides herself around my torso but keeps her hands free.
She hits my chest with both hands but it doesnt do anything.
"No! Let me down Ryder!" I laugh as she struggles to move in my grip. Oh the advantages of being a werewolf.
"Let me think....." I say. Pausing while looking up, to appear to be thinking.
"No" Then I start walking. Her grip tightens on my shoulders.
"Just promise you won't drop me?" She whispers. Holding out her pinky.
I chuckle at the childlike action but still hook mine around hers. She kisses her thumb and I do the same to mine.
"Ok I trust you" She whispers
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