Chapter 2 Eric
As soon as I entered the salon, I wanted to disappear, but because of my father and my responsibility as Future Alpha, I had to do my duty and represent my people at this celebration.
"Would you like another glass of wine?" The Alpha's daughter handed me a cup, and together we toasted.
She was a very young, attractive girl, and also accommodating. She never let my glass go empty and always asked me if I felt comfortable. I guessed that, being the firstborn, she felt a duty to create a good relationship with the one who would be the next Alpha of the neighboring pack.
"The wine is very good, but I think this will be my last glass," I told her.
"It's a pity; it's the wine from my father's private collection," she shared. "He only enjoys it with royalty."
"I appreciate your gesture," I said, trying to reply in a courtly manner.
"Am I interrupting something?" a tall boy with long, curly brown hair asked the blonde.
"Not at all, Alston. I was actually looking for you," she said to the boy, taking him by the hand, so I presumed they were a couple. "Do you mind if I leave you alone?"
"No, not at all," I replied. "Thank you so much for your warm welcome!"
"Enjoy the party!"
The future Luna carefully lifted her thigh-high nacre dress, made a showy bow, took the boy by the hand again, and lost herself in the crowd.
Before I took the last sip from the wine glass, I felt lightheaded, as dizzy as if I had drunk a whole barrel of wine. Yet it could not have had that effect because, as a Werewolf, my body metabolized alcohol faster.
The ice sculpture in the center of the room turned its head and looked me straight in the eye, and that was when I knew I was so drunk that if I stayed one second longer, I might do something stupid and show weakness to the rest of the packs, so I stood and walked as upright as possible to the main entrance of the room.
When a guard saw me, he opened the door for me.
"Are you all right, Eric?" the young man asked.
"Yes, I just wish to rest a bit," I replied.
He touched his ear and informed me that I should go to my room. I assumed this was a matter of protocol since I was an important member of a pack with which they had a good relationship.
"Would you like me to escort you?" he asked me.
I shook my head and walked to the stairs, starting up.
I detested elevators, and I was hoping that with the physical effort, my body would get over the effects of the wine.
The stairs seemed endless, and each floor I climbed was like a challenge for me. I felt exhausted, and I was sweating like I was in a marathon.
Damn, what a good wine! I thought as I climbed to the top floor.
The door was wide open, and on the floor was a girl in a gold dress staggering toward my bed.
"Who are you?" I asked her, but she threw herself on the bed and ignored me completely.
I was so tired that I didn’t feel like saying anything, but I still needed my own space. She was drunk enough to trip and fall as soon as she stood up, yet I wanted her to leave.
"She told me you were coming," the girl stammered.
"Who are you talking about?" I asked.
"The Moon Goddess; she appeared in front of me!" she stated.
"You're drunk, and I'm sure you imagined it."
"Maybe you're right. I’m drunk and horny as fuck," she commented, turning her face toward me from the bed. Briefly, a frown pulled at her lips as she seemed to process her words. "Why did I say that…? I'm really hot."
Her face was so close I could smell her wine-soaked breath, but I could also see her gray eyes, similar to the color of a storm cloud.
"I have a mate," I told her curtly. "I'm so sorry, but I can't do anything for you. You don’t seem well, either."
Her pupil expanded as she looked straight into my eyes, and a scent similar to that of a jasmine plantation flooded the room.
"I’m fine! And I don't see anyone here. You're lying," she continued. "If you had a mate, she would have accompanied you, right?"
Again, she seemed to drift off into her thoughts. Her conflicted expression stood in stark contrast to her more forward words.
She is our destined mate, growled the voice of my inner wolf as I looked upon her.
My wolf recognized her as my destined mate, born to be with me. Although I felt it, too, I repressed that emotion immediately.
"Go to sleep already!" I growled at her.
She reached her hand out and brought it close to mine, hesitating for a second before catching it and cradling it with her own.
At that moment, my whole body bristled; I felt our connection beyond understanding, and for a brief moment, I saw in the reflection of her eyes an image of her and me embracing in the forest.
All uncertainty seemed to slip away as her stare bore into me. When her eyes met mine, it was as if she had truly seen me for the first time.
"Don't do that!" I shouted, pushing her away from me.
Immediately Chloe, my current mate, came to mind.
She nearly lost her life to save mine more than two winters ago.
And since then, I have carried the guilt that if she hadn't removed her belt to wrap her body around me, I would have received a mortal wound, and now she was paralyzed. I couldn’t do this to her.
My heart and my love must be for her alone.
"I can hear your heart. You feel what I feel," she said.
"I don't know what you're talking about!" I replied, though I knew I couldn't lie to her, not about this. "Stay away from me!"
She ignored my command and moved closer to me, the tip of her nose brushing against mine this time.
"Just give me a kiss," she demanded.
I felt a sea of emotions inside me because right next to me, on the same bed, was the girl whose destiny was entwined with mine, but on the other side was my duty as Alpha and my duty to Chloe.
I started questioning my feelings, and my inner wolf encouraged me to forget everything and take what belonged to me.
"I told you; I don't want you around!" I argued.
Her scent was becoming more and more intense, so intense that it was harder to resist her. My skin grew hotter, and my body begged me to take this woman and make her mine.
"Do you want me to go?" she asked me.
"Yes! That's exactly what I want!" I replied, chewing on my own words and immediately feeling their flimsiness.
The girl got off the bed as best she could, took two steps toward the exit, and halted abruptly. "I can’t walk away. I don’t want to, and I know you don’t want me to, either."
With her hand, she slid the straps of her golden dress from her shoulders, and though it looked tight, it slipped down her body with ease.
"Don't do this!" I said in a powerful voice.
"Do you really want me to stop?" she asked me, her hands squeezing her breasts gently.
"No!" I answered without even thinking about it. Actually, my wolf was euphoric, and what little resistance I was putting up was no longer enough compared to my desire to make her mine in every way.
The blonde with silky hair down to her hips stood in front of me in her underwear, playing with her breasts and looking at me mischievously.
"I..." I started to say, but she immediately removed her bra, and her large, white, pink-haloed breasts were completely exposed. Despite their being large, she was slender with a guitar waist, and her breasts stood firm.
"Do you want to touch them?" she asked me, tossing the bra onto the bed.
I couldn't help catching it in the air and smelling it. Her scent was permeating it and felt more intense; then my member started to get hard and noticeable under my tight suit.
"Come here," I said to her without thinking. It was no longer just me; it was my wolf who, between his euphoria and exhilaration, clouded my judgment, and my primitive instincts took control.
As she came closer, I grabbed her by the hips and pulled her closer to me, starting to kiss her stomach, right at the level of her navel, and continuing to run my lips down her body.
"That's it!" she said, biting her lips. She took my hand and placed it on her breast.
I squeezed her breast hard, and a moan escaped her lips.
"You're a naughty girl," I said. "I'll have to teach you some manners."
Her nipples were erect, her skin bristled, and her pantyhose had become soaked, indicating she was ready.
I took off my suit, and as soon as I slipped the fabric all the way off, my cock felt relief and became fully erect.
"First, you have to earn it," I told her.
She understood. She knelt before me, took my hard and about-to-explode cock with both hands, and slid her tongue along my glans before inserting it into her mouth.
"Yeah, like that. Put it all in your mouth," I said, pushing her head toward me. "Keep it up."
Her mouth was wet, full lips caressing my member as she circled me with her long tongue. With her gray eyes, she looked into mine, asking for more.
"Enough!" I said, holding her by the cheeks and lifting her off the floor. She pulled off her panties and exposed her juicy, wet pussy, topped with short golden blonde hair and pink labia.
I slipped my fingers inside her and immediately sucked them all out. She was hungry, and I wanted to fill her with pleasure. Her vagina was warm and tight but moist enough for my fingers to slide smoothly into her again and again.
"Make me yours!" she begged as her legs trembled.
Seeing her like that, begging, made me more excited, and my wolf was already impatient to feel her, so I held her by the hips, put her on the bed, and started rubbing my member against her wetness.
The warmth of her skin and how soft she was down there made my cock grow harder, and without further thought, I began to push myself slowly, making my way into her tight pussy.
"Put it all in!" she pleaded, biting her lips to hold back the moans.
At that point, I decided to push it all in. She had to cover her mouth so her moan wouldn't be heard all the way down the hall.
"Do you want me to take it out?" I asked her.
"No! I want you to fuck me!"
I started making smooth movements, and she was touching her breasts for me. The sight of her body was perfect, and I was more excited to see her face of pleasure every time our bodies collided.
"You're such a good girl," I said to her.
"I don't want to be," she replied with a moan. "Faster."
I grabbed her by the thighs and flipped her over. I then helped her get on all fours and stopped for just a few seconds to admire her juicy ass, and after giving her a good spanking, I thrust my cock into her again, this time picking up the pace faster and faster.
"Yes, don't stop!" she said between loud moans.
I was turned on and just wanted to fuck her harder.
"I want to do this forever," I said.
She moaned and squeezed her hot pussy, causing the sensation to be more pleasurable.
Our bodies whipped and mingled, as did our essences and souls. It was the best sex I'd ever had in my life.
"Tell me I'm yours," she demanded as I squeezed her buttocks.
"You're mine alone," I assured her, "I own you."
She was getting wetter, and the sensation was exquisite. Our bodies were in indescribable bliss, in an endless party.
"I..." she bit her lips as if to avoid saying what was on her mind, but because of our connection, I already knew what she wanted to say, so I completed the sentence.
"I love you," I said, feeling my words coming from deep inside me.
Her vagina tightened further, and suddenly, we climaxed simultaneously and dropped onto the bed.
I was exhausted but satisfied, and because the effects of the wine were still in me, I closed my eyes and let myself go into a deep sleep.