Page 33 of When Embers Become Ashes

“Go back to sleep, baby, I’ll carry you home. We can shower, then cuddle in the warm bed.”

I drift back to sleep but wake to Ren running a cloth over me in the bath, I twist so I’m on my knees between his legs, and I lean forward to kiss him, I move again not breaking the kiss, but I straddle his hips, dropping one hand from his shoulders to guide his cock inside me where I need him, I roll my hips taking it slow so we don’t slosh water everywhere, he keeps one hand in my hair and the other goes to my scarred ass cheek, urging me to get going, I have one hand in his hair tilting his head back to the angle I want, my other drops to my clit, I barely have to graze it as I fall with a whimpered moan, him grunting his release as I feel him pulse inside me, once we have our breathing back to normal, we step out of the bath, get dried off and slip still naked into his bed.

I wake up needy a little later, Ren’s snoring softly on his back, one arm below my head, the other on his stomach, holding my hand.

Slowly, I slip down the bed, keeping under the covers, and take his semi-hard member into my mouth. I can’t get all of him in, so I make a fist around the base and match the bob of my head with the pump of my hand, keeping my tongue flat to the base of his cock as I hollow my cheeks. I keep a slow pace. His hips start to move with my actions. Then the covers get thrown off my head as his hand grip my hair.

“Baby, I’m gonna cum” he groans out, I push him as far back in my throat as I can and swallow around the tip he gasps at the action, keeping my head still but pumping my fist I swallow with every upward pump, I grip his knot in my other hand and give it a squeeze in time with my swallows, making him cum down my throat, he takes 3 deep sucks of air as I lick him clean, then kiss up his body, purposefully sliding my dripping cunt over him so he fully understand why I woke him, to my pleasure he does understand and rolls us, so I am underneath him.

“That was mean, baby! So fucking good, sinfully good but mean!” he rocks his hips against me while he kisses me hard before rolling over onto his back again.

“To make it up to me, your gonna sit your cunt on my face and ride my tongue while you grip the headboard.” Without further talk, he grabs me, pushing me up the bed so my ass is hovering above his face and my slick pussy is level with his nose. His hands on my hips lock me in place, and he starts to fuck me on his tongue. Four orgasms later, I flop next to my smirking Alpha and fall asleep.

Only waking to his tongue thrusting into my cunt once more, I wrap my legs around his head and grab his hair, to ride through two climaxes. He takes my mouth with his as he slides into me fucking me slow and deep, pulling one leg up over his shoulder, and holding my ass to help get the angle he wants. He alternates between slow deep kisses to match his thrusts and teasing my nipples with kisses and sucks. As another orgasm hits me, he drops my leg, fearing he’s about to pull out. I lock my ankles over his ass and pull him quickly to me, thrusting his knot inside me in the process making us both sigh a moan, rolling our hips as we have another drawn-out kiss.

I hear the door click open, I can feel the sheet between my feet and Ren’s ass, and thankfully his body is covering mine.

“I love you, my Luna” is growled in my ear as I look over his shoulder to find the blond succubus standing there, her bottom lip starts to stick out, so using the full force of my Alpha command

“GET OUT, SHUT THE DOOR, AND DON'T ENTER THE PACK HOUSE WITHOUT EXPRESS PERMISSION FROM THE ALPHA.” One final push as Ren starts to pound into me.

“GO!!!!!” I bellow as my moans break free. The door slams shut, and the distant screeching begins to descend the hall.

“My gorgeous badass mate”, he kisses me, the pounding picking up pace, my tits bouncing with each of his thrusts, they going to ache later on.

“So fucking hot when you use your command.” he starts to make love to me again in deep, slow rolls of his hips matched with a slow, deep kiss. I cum so suddenly my whole body spasms. Something in Ren snaps at this, and with a growled, “MINE.”

He starts to rut into me again, the bed giving a subtle creek at the abuse. I feel the orgasm hit, but I pass out from it.

I wake much later, noticing it's 10 a.m. Ren’s missing school. I grab some clothes that Miles dropped off: leggings, a baggy bottle green cable knit sweater, and some underwear. I take a quick shower and dress, then curl up on the window seat, trying to block my feelings from escaping through the bond.

Each time my gaze moves to him I swallow my fear, I thought I was smart, but obviously I wasn’t. I just hope Ren doesn’t hate me for forgetting, I know it's not only my responsibility but it’s my oddities that break the norm.

Ren

I wake up noticing Ember isn’t in my arms again. I look towards the balcony, but the doors are closed. Rubbing my face as I sit up, I see she’s in my window seat, dressed, and her hair wet, so she must have showered, and she’s not in my clothes anymore; I don’t like that she’s washed my scent away either. I walk over, sitting behind her. I see tear marks streaked down her cheaks.

“What’s wrong, baby? Did I hurt you? Was I too much? I’m sorry baby, forgive me....” She stops me.

“it's me who should be sorry. I got caught up and didn’t think, I’m sorry Ren.” She’s full-on crying now, so I pull her into my lap, she is so small in my arms, and I love it; I feel my cock getting hard again at her closeness.

“Why are you sorry, Ember? What did you forget?” I try to keep my voice soft and remove any panic, so she doesn’t get more upset. She takes a deep breath.

“I’m allergic to modern medicine,” she says. I remember when we were kids, some stuff reacted to her, and Jay told me about what happened while they were in the cage. She watches my face, obviously realizing I’m not getting her point.

“I can’t take birth control,” she says more directly. Yeah, Jay mentioned the first month she was in the cage, she reacted to birth control. She sighs and tries to move off me.

“You didn’t wear a condom.” Right, I’m still confused.

“I can’t wear them when knotting as they will rip from the stretch and then..... oh.” I’ve just realized why she’s upset. We’re 17, and now she thinks there’s a chance she could be pregnant.

“Oh.” She mimics looking at me like I’m about to hulk out, blame her, and reject her in my next breath. She’s still trying to get off my lap, which I use to my own advantage, lifting her and spinning her to face me, then pulling her more securely into my lap, noting I’m still naked. I best make this quick before I incur Miles' wrath for dirtying his carefully thought-out outfit, which she looks fantastic in. The leggings and sweater combo is definitely a favorite, hugging her curves just right, even if the sweater isn’t tight. Focus, Ren, no making a mess!

I kiss her slow and sweet, and when I pull back, I leave our foreheads touching, which seems to be becoming a thing with us.

“Baby, everything will be ok!” She goes to speak, tears still escaping her beautiful eyes. I kiss her nose.

“Luna, I knew you couldn’t take anything, and because of my Knot I knew condoms weren’t an option, so when I turned 16 I spoke to Xander, explained our situation, and that as soon as I had a chance I would mark you even if that was tomorrow, he then looked into getting the male contraceptive to work on Alphas, once Nic found out all of us in the pack house and a few of the enforcers now have yearly injections, so no whoops moments can happen or females trying to trap certain members of the pack, there is always someone claiming that Declan has knocked them up almost weekly and he just laughs!”

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