Page 39 of Moonlit Choosing Ritual

His kiss was a mixture of raw passion and urgency, like he had wanted this for a long time. His breath was hot and ragged, each exhale tinged with a snarl that spoke of his uncontrolled desire and hunger. His powerful body crushed me against the tree.

Though his kiss was rough, his touch was gentle. The rough pads of his fingers brushed against my collarbone and curled around my neck to keep me still. His body was warm, radiating a heat that seeped into my skin, igniting a different kind of fire.

Today, on my eighteenth birthday, I was being kissed by a man for the first time. And I was going to be claimed by him.

Nothing made sense because Alpha Talon owned me. I wondered if this wolf had enough money to pay my debts or whether Alpha Talon would waive my debt.

His kiss turned feral, intense as he captured my lips with a fervor, sucking oxygen from my mouth, my lungs. There was a sense of urgency, as if he couldn’t get enough of me. His cock was granite hard and pressed against my belly like he wanted to brand me with it. His balls rested against my flesh, slapping my skin with every movement.

When he pulled away, one of the Elders shouted, “Kimble is approached. No one will go near her. Now claim her.”

I felt the wolf’s hand lowering to my thighs. He trailed a line of kisses down my neck, collarbone, and between my breasts,making me gasp. Suddenly, he pulled my thigh up and wrapped it around his waist.

Heat grew inside me, collecting in my stomach, its flames cruising through my body. Anticipation set in. He was going to claim me.

And then he positioned his cock at my entrance.

“Claim her!” the Elder shouted as the sound of incantations reached fever pitch.

The heat inside my belly got tighter and tighter, like a viper ready to strike. Its flames surged through me while the heat from his cock burned my pussy. And by the moon! Did all cocks have such big heads? It was so hard and thick that I wondered how it would enter me.

I whimpered because the feelings were overwhelming. I wanted him and I didn’t want him. A shudder ran down my body. He grasped my thigh tightly with one hand, his other hand gripping my waist to the point of being painful.

“Open for your Alpha!” the Elder shouted.

I was a virgin. Did he know that? “I’m a virgin,” I said in a raspy voice.

His answer was a low growl that emanated from his chest and reverberated through my body. Suddenly, he grabbed my other leg and curled it around his hip. On instinct, I clasped my legs around him. He brought his fingers to my breasts, which he fondled, trying to relax me. He took one nipple between them and rolled it, gently at first and then hard. All at once, without warning, he pinched and then suddenly released. I gasped as blood ran to my nipple, making my core throb with desire.

Swallowing, I gaped at the wolf through my blindfold, gasping for breath. His fingers traced the curves of my breasts and went down, lower and lower, to my clit. When he pressed his thumb against it, my body arched as foreign emotions surged through me. Lust being the strongest. My breathingturned labored and wetness coated my core. Before I could think further, he had slipped his cock slightly inside, widening it.

I gasped and his penis twitched. He leaned in to nuzzle my hair, his breath hot against my skin. His mouth descended to mine. I wanted to move away but, just as I was about to move, he groaned as though the mere contact of our lips brought him immense pleasure. He deepened the kiss, pressing his firm lips harder on me. As he kissed me, he squeezed my hips. My body arched and my puckered nipples raked his chest. I trembled from his touch.

With a growl, he covered my body with his, tightening his fingers around my throat to keep me in place. His cock rubbed over my wet pussy and I let out a rough exhale. This was going to hurt. He could rip me in two with that angry erection.

I tensed with fear, but he brought his palm over my sex and rubbed my clit again. “Ah!” He made circles around my clit and pressed it, repeating the movement until I was dying with need.

Soon, I felt him feeding his penis into me, the broad crown demanding entry. I bit my lip and moaned. So far, I hadn’t felt any pain. His erection was hot and unyielding and slowly entering. A moment of panic washed over me as I felt my pussy begin to stretch while I still had barely any of his cock inside.

He rubbed his thumb over the pulse in my neck, tapping it occasionally as if asking me to relax and open up. His cock slipped in a little more.

He was too big. Another stroke on my pulse. I tipped my head up, feeling my innards burning.

All at once, I felt a sharp pinching-like sensation. “Ahhh!” I cried, and he growled. I felt warm blood streaming down my thighs. I wanted to move away, but he continued to grasp me tightly. He slowly flexed his hips, forcing his shaft deeper. It was so huge, and my cunt was so tight that I wasn’t sure I could take any more. However, he kept rubbing my clit. A wave of pleasuresurged through me and he crammed his cock further in. When he was deeply wedged inside me, I felt him tip his head back. He roared, the vibrations oscillating around my body.

His breath was so labored that I could feel the sweat covering his body. It was like he was restraining himself from rutting inside me. He stilled to let me adjust to his size, seeming to shudder from the effort, his muscles going taut with strain and slick with sweat.

His fingers on my throat had tightened so much that I let out a whimper, silently asking him to stop. I think he sensed me. He loosened his hold, but didn’t leave.

Then he started moving again. Slow at first and then frantic, like it was impossible for him to wait any longer.

My core was wet with my juices. I thought he would split me in two, but the fear in me disappeared as pleasure took over. He rolled his hips and plunged deeper, harder. Up and down. Up and down. The tree above me groaned. My walls contracted, milking him, demanding. He thrust roughly inside me, his fingers tightening on my hips, his nails digging into my flesh unyieldingly. The silence of night was filled with flesh slapping against flesh.

I felt like I was on the edge of a cliff, tied to sanity with a weak thread. His grip around my neck left me devoid of much-needed oxygen. And, suddenly, the thread snapped and the heat inside my belly uncoiled with the speed of an asp, hurling me off the cliff. I cried, a strong wave of orgasm hitting me so hard that stars burst into my vision.

He followed, ejaculating inside me. At the same time, he struck my shoulder. Something sharp pierced and tore my flesh. I screamed as he snarled into the bite, plunging deeper with each pulse of his cum. He mindlessly pumped inside me, arc after hot arc.

When he stopped, we were both shuddering and our hearts thundered in sync. He wrapped his arms around me.

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