《The War Luna》The Morning
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Aidan felt fully refreshed in the morning, after sleeping beside his mate all night. He loved that she was the first thing he smelled as he came to; her warm body pressing into him was the first thing he felt. She was breathing softly, her back to him, snuggled in his arms. It was a moment or two before he realised that, at some stage of the night, his hand had gone on a rogue mission and travelled up her top, resting on her breasts. He wanted to leave it there but he had promised to be a gentleman the night before so, very slowly and carefully, and against all his primal urges, he started to slide his hand out.
He had barely moved away from her breasts when he felt Alex's hand on his arm, stopping the movement.
'I was quite enjoying that', Alex whispered as she moved Aidan's hand back up her top.
Her nipples were hard as Aidan ran his hand over them, pinching them softly and squeezing each breast lightly in turn. Alex moaned her approval, arching her back and starting to move her hips. Aidan leaned up on the elbow of his other arm and started kissing her neck. He had a great view of her large, full breasts from this angle as he continued down her neck, kissing, nipping and licking as he moved down towards her collarbone and shoulder. His mate's moans and the smell of her arousal made his erection harder and harder. He moved his hand slowly from her breasts, down her stomach and towards her pussy, pausing here and there to allow Alex time to stop him if she wished. She encouraged the movement however, opening her legs appreciatively. He smiled into her neck as he found his way under her shorts, pleased to feel how wet she was. He circled her clit, causing Alex to gasp. She was rolling her hips now and her eyes were closed as she gripped the sheets tightly with one of her hands.
Her pussy was so wet that Aidan found it easy to slip two fingers inside her, increasing the volume of her moans. 'Yes' she breathed, turning onto her back now so she could kiss him. This gave Aidan a far better angle and he was able to thrust his fingers deeper into her core. The kiss was filled with furious passion; it was messy and harsh and Alex kept breaking away to catch her breath as the pleasure filled her body.
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Aidan kissed her neck, pulling the straps of her top down her shoulders revealing her breasts. Alex arched her back, increasing the volume of her moans as he sucked her nipples, licking and squeezing each in turn as he continued to pound her pussy with his fingers.
A few moments later, Aidan could feel her orgasm coming. Her body shuddered, her core pulsed tightly around his fingers and her face and chest flushed as she threw her head back into the pillow. When he was sure she had finished, he slid his fingers out, licking her delicious juices from his wet hand. He kissed from her stomach, all the way over her heaving breasts back to her mouth. She pulled him close to her now, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck as they continued their kiss.
It wasn't until Alex heard her front door slam loudly that she broke away.
'I've got danish and croissants', Nolan shouted up the stairs, interrupting the fun. Alex laughed. She ran her hand down Aidan's face. 'I guess I better get ready to go', she said reluctantly, kissing him again. Aidan did not want to let her leave the bed. His wolf was adamant to mark her and make her his immediately. He had to concentrate hard on regaining control of his wolf and himself, as Alex rolled out from under him and headed for the bathroom readjusting her pyjamas as she walked.
'I owe you one', she called out from the doorway of the bathroom, smiling a very cheeky grin and giving him a wink before closing the door and starting the shower. Aidan laughed, relaxing back onto the bed for a moment as he thought about Alex's near naked body. He hadn't expected to be starting the morning in such an enjoyable way. Her skin was so soft; her breasts were so firm and delicious. He groaned in frustration when he thought about the smell of her pussy as she had become more and more aroused. He wanted to taste it; feast at it until she climaxed again and again. He had to remind himself that there would be time for this and right now, he needed to calm down his painful erection.
Aidan had barely sat up in bed when Alex emerged from the bathroom, already dressed in black skin-tight shorts and a matching tank top, pulling her wet hair up into a ponytail.
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'You better hurry up Alpha, or there'll be no breakfast for you', she reached up and kissed him lightly on the mouth. She moved quickly around the wardrobe area of the bedroom, grabbing runners, socks and anything she needed, tossing him a t-shirt and shorts as she passed.
'I'm not sure I'll look as good as you do in a tight tank top and shorts', Aidan said, as he unfurled the clothes.
'Ha ha', Alex retorted sarcastically as she pulled on her footwear, 'they're Robbie's. I'll grab you a pair of his old runners as well.' She rooted through a box at the bottom of her wardrobe, pulling out a pair a moment later as well as some socks.
Aidan took them from Alex, somewhat suspiciously.
'Why are Robbie's clothes in your wardrobe?' he asked, not sure he wanted to know the answer.
Alex shifted slightly uncomfortably before shrugging her shoulders, saying 'Robbie nearly always stays here when he visits so he leaves a few things around'. She looked flushed as she said this. 'Come on,' she pulled his hand now, 'a quick bite and then we have to go attack your squad.' Her beautiful smile had returned. Aidan suspected there was more to the story but equally didn't want to press it and upend the wonderful time they had been having together.
Nolan wiggled his eyebrows as he bid Alex and Aidan good morning in the kitchen.
'How are the lovebirds this morning?', he asked, pushing Alex playfully as she passed him.
'Excellent, thank you,' Alex smiled. 'Have you heard from anyone else this morning? Any of the hunting party cancelling on us? I have my doubts that Robbie and Ronan will be able to drag themselves out of bed this morning.'
'Oh yee of little faith', Robbie shouted loudly from the hallway as the front door closed behind him. He waltzed into the kitchen, no sign of a hangover upon him, kissing Alex on the cheek and turning immediately to pour himself some coffee. 'I'd rather a beating from Aidan's warriors this morning than be on the receiving end of your wrath Gamma Fury.'
Nolan laughed at this, 'I'll second that'.
Alex shook her head, clearly amused by the pair. 'And look who I tore from their beds especially for you', Robbie motioned towards the hallway where Ronan and Theo were slowly making their way in. Ronan was wearing dark sunglasses and looked chronically in need of a shower, a sleep and a vomit bag.
'Not so loud ass-hat', Ronan motioned downwards with his hands, 'let's use our inside voices everyone. I'm not ready to be here yet.' He took a seat at the counter and rested his head on his crossed arms. 'Someone give me something to eat before I die.'
'The drama', Alex laughed as she shook Ronan's shoulders. 'How much time do we have?' She looked towards Nolan.
'Thirty minutes before we're out the door', he replied, checking his watch.
Alex opened the doors of the fridge and various cabinets, pulling out ingredients and cookware to get started on something big and delicious to calm the hangovers of the assembled group. Robbie moved in unison with her, getting things chopped, stirred and cooked quickly and efficiently. In no time, they had produced plates of eggs, French toast, grilled tomotoes and sausages. A few more friends and cousins from the previous night who were assisting with the final 'exam' for Lunar Ridge this morning arrived as the food was being prepared. No one was in as bad condition as Ronan but all were glad of the hearty meal before they headed out the door.
Alex and Nolan briefed the group on the parts they would be playing and the plans of attack on all of the divided groups. Some would be in wolf form, some would make their attacks or cause confusion in their human forms. They would be testing each group simultaneously but would also be switching between the groups to caste different scents and fighting styles into the mix.
'Everyone clear on the plan?' Alex asked finally. Everyone chorused in the affirmative.
'Then let's have some fun'.
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