Chapter 21
Delilah
“Mate?” the voice in my mind, which isn’t quite my own, asks, and Coal answers right away.
“I’m here, flower. I’ll come for you as soon as I can.
Run with them. Hunt them. Claim your men, Delilah.
You’ll need them. Your Wolf knows what to do; let her guide you.
” Coal’s words confuse me, but the Wolf, the one that was fighting so hard to break free, understands him, just like he said.
I take off into the forest after Matteo, Dean, and Quil.
Once I shifted, something changed. A new tension is in the air, and the scent of them is driving me a little mad.
I sniff the air and run. They’re close together, running as if they’re a pack; but something else is happening, something my other half understands, but I don’t.
Mates. I hear her growl. It’s my voice, but not. She’s me but separate too. Driven by instinct and desire. Mates? I ask her, and I feel my wolfish grin as my muscles strain, and I sprint through the trees with grace. A howl in the distance spikes my heart rate, and I move faster.
I race through the woods, and when I spot Matteo first, my Wolf focuses all her attention on him, hunting him as if he’s prey.
He doesn’t seem to notice us from where he’s standing, so I leap; but just as I’m about to clamp my jaw down on Matteo’s neck, Quil's body slams into me. I snarl, snapping my jaws at the big brown Wolf, and he snaps right back. My Wolf doesn’t like his aggression, or his gall to challenge me, but she does like the idea of pinning him under her jaws.
I growl and walk slowly in a circle around Quil, admiring his dark fur.
He snaps his jaws, attempting to get me to react, but my Wolf is smart.
She’s been waiting for this moment. She wants her men, and she wants to claim them now.
After being suppressed for so long, she’s sick of being submissive when she’s the fucking Luna.
Submit, I snarl, knowing he can’t hear the words, but he knows the meaning. He leaps, attempting to pin me, but I dodge him and gain the upper hand. I may be smaller, but he’s no match for me.
I growl as I pin Quil, and he lifts his head in submission. I don’t waste a second before my jaws clamp down on his throat, drawing blood. As soon as I claim him as mine, joyful relief floods our bond, and Quil whimpers under me.
I shift, straddling Quil completely naked, and he pauses a moment before shifting and rolling onto his back under me. His blood drips down his neck from my bite, and I smile. The metallic taste of his blood is in my mouth, dripping down my chin, and I fucking love it.
“You mated me,” he says through the bond, a smug smirk on his handsome face. But I can feel the panic in his chest as if it were my own, and it makes me frown.
“You ran. You submitted. You wanted to be claimed and marked as mine,” I reply, and Quil grins brightly, tilting his head as he looks down at my body appreciatively.
“Better go get your other men, before they get jealous of all the attention I’m getting from our Queen.”
“Or I could take you right here. Ride your hard dick until you come inside me. Or should I make you beg for it first?” I lean forward, licking the bloody wound, and Quil moans, reaching up to grab my hips, holding me to him.
“Well? What do you think, mate? Are you going to fuck me?” I move my ass back, and the press of his hard cock against my wet pussy makes us both gasp. I slide back and forth, rubbing my clit against his length, sparks of pleasure making me wetter.
“Fuck, baby girl…” Quil’s eyes glow, and I wonder if mine glow too. The scent of his pheromones in the air mixes with my arousal, and I almost push him inside me.
“I think you need to be punished.” I move down his body, grinning at the look in his eyes when I take his hard cock in my hand.
I stroke him slowly, loving the control I have over him.
“Do you want to come? Or do you want to slide this big dick deep in Coal’s ass, while he pounds into my pussy while you fuck us both until we’re screaming your name…
” His dick pulses in my grip, so I push his tip between my lips and suck hard.
Bobbing my head once… twice… three times, before I pull away with a pop.
“Fuck, Delilah…” Quil moans, looking pained.
“Beg me to let you come,” I whisper his own words back to him from the day he got me off outside the school.
“Please, make me come,”
“Make it quick, I have two other mates to claim,” I grin, before pushing his cock deep into my mouth until he hits the back of my throat. It doesn’t take long for him to pulse in my hand, his cum hot in my mouth as I swallow every drop.
“Fuck, Delilah,” Quil still seems to have a wall up between us, though, and that worries me. But I’ll have time to prod him for answers later.
“You’re mine, Quil, and I’m yours. Don’t ever push me away again,” I tell him, as he steps up to me, pressing a soft kiss to my neck before biting me and claiming me back.
“Yes, Luna, I’m yours…”
I smile, stepping away, so I have room, shifting seamlessly this time; and Quil follows closely behind me, nipping at my hind legs and rubbing his body against me.
I sniff the air and catch Dean’s scent this time. I run fast and hard, and it doesn't take me long to find him drinking from a stream of water where Bunny and I used to meet. I crouch low, sneaking up on him slowly, and pause when his ears perk as I step on a stick.
“Claim your mate, Luna,” Quil tells me softly through our new bond, and my Wolf turns to see him watching me.
He’s different right now. Is it because his Wolf is the one in control?
His instincts have taken over, and he’s no longer the asshole I’ve come to know.
Or is this the real Quil? Maybe it was the blow job.
I think my theory about them lightening up after a blow job is probably correct.
I turn back to Dean and leap from the clearing ready to attack, but Dean jumps out of the way, and I splash into the water instead.
I narrow my eyes and spin to watch him as he leaps for my back.
He nearly pins me, snapping his jaws at my neck, but I want to be the one to claim him, so I toss him off of me with my paws, and he jumps back up quickly.
I attack once more, latching onto his throat before he can stop me, and growl as I taste his blood from my claiming bite.
“Mate,” I growl and release him. I shift, and when he does too, he spins us until he’s above me, his hips resting between my spread thighs.
“Fuck, I’m so glad you’re okay.” Dean nuzzles my neck, breathing hard as his blood drips from his shoulder onto my chest.
“You’re mine forever, now,” I tell him, wrapping my arms around him, and he shakes against me.
“Matteo is coming, or I’d beg you to let me slide between these sweet thighs right now.
” Dean nips the skin of my neck, and I turn, giving him better access, thinking he’s going to claim me, but he shakes his head.
“I’ll claim you when my knot is locking you to me, mate.
” With one last kiss, Dean breaks away from my body, shifting again.
The winter scent of Matteo is growing stronger, so I shift and then spin to face my first love.
Matteo approaches us from between the trees, and Dean and Quil stand back, giving us space. He faces off with me, and I tilt my head, wondering what he’s going to do.
Matteo growls low in his throat, and I stalk him slowly. He was always meant to be mine.
I watch as he bows his head, keeping his amber eyes on me, but exposing his neck all the same.
I walk up to him slowly, and just as I'm about to bite, Matteo jumps out of the way. At first, this upsets me, thinking he’s attempting to reject my bite, until I look up to see his tail swishing through the air playfully.
Matteo lays down in the grass, rolling over and showing me his belly.
The ultimate sign of trust and submission.
When we were younger, he’d done it often, but the meaning behind it never registered until this moment.
I approach slowly this time before crouching low and wiggling my ass in a way to show him I’m being just as silly in my new form.
“Claim him, flower,” Coal urges, making me wonder why he sounds so worried.
As soon as I’m done here, I need to find him.
“I’ll be there soon, flower. Do not come for me.
” The panic in his voice hurts, and I whimper slightly at the thought that my mate might be in pain.
“If I was, you’d feel it too. Don’t worry about me, claim Matteo. ”
I watch Matteo roll onto his side, giving me easy access to his throat now, so I take my chance, moving slowly, and bite him more gently than my other men. The bond snaps into place in my mind and in my heart, and I feel alive with a buzzing happiness.
I feel loved and wanted for the first time in my life. I feel like I belong. I nudge him with my nose, encouraging him to return the mark, and when he does, the feeling of love only grows in my chest.
“Come on, you three. We have to move,” Quil interrupts the moment, once again in his Human form, naked and confident. My Wolf practically preens at the sight of such an attractive mate. I tilt my head, looking up at him. My eyes drop to his dick, and I wonder if biting it would teach him a lesson.
“I can hear you, Delilah. There will be time to regret your decisions later. Right now, you need to shift and get dressed. Coal will be here shortly, and we have something we need to do immediately. You two are needed as well, so hurry the fuck up,” Quil snaps, and I just glare at him, refusing to shift just because he demands it. He can ask nicely.
“He can stand there all day. I bow to no one.” My Wolf is not having it, no matter how sexy she thinks he is.
Matteo, not yet shifted, rubs his body against mine, making me smile. “I’m glad you claimed me. When Coal gave you his mark, I thought I was going to lose you,” he admits, and I nuzzle his side, comforting him.
“Never. You’re mine. All of you are mine,” I insist.
The power inside of me feels like a flame, and I’m ready to set the world on fire.