"It turned out she had been cheating on him and so he left her. She had still loved him though and blamed my existence as the reason he left," he continued on, staring off into the distance.
"She beat me daily and would lock me in a closet for hours at a time, get shitfaced drunk and cry nonstop. When I was eight, she carved at my face with a knife, desperate to change my appearance. In her drunken haze, she believed that would bring her love back." He said softly, lost in the memories of his past.
I held my hands to my mouth in shock, tears filling my eyes for that terrified little boy. My heart wrenched at the cruelties he had endured. I wanted to strangle that sorry of an excuse mother he had.
"Eventually, I ran away when I was twelve and never looked back." He finished up quickly, bringing us back to the present moment.
"So you see, little omega, every woman I've been with has requested that I turn my face away during sex. My face has been unlovable by any woman since the day I was born."
"No, don't say that. Never say that," I whispered thickly, tears blurring my vision.
I reached over and wrapped my arms around his neck, showering his face with kisses through my tears.
"Your mother was an unhinged, mentally unstable person who should not have been allowed to take you home. I am so sorry the people around you failed you," I said, deadly serious and intent on making him understand my point.
"And those other women were vapid, shallow bitches who don't represent the rest of us," I continued on, straddling his lap and looking him dead in the eye.
I moved my hips, gyrating and grinding against him seductively. His face lightened at my words and I could see a weight lifted off of him. He held his head up higher and looked ten years younger. The lines of his mask had melted away.
"And now, I believe we have a mating ceremony to conduct," I said suggestively, hiking my dress up around my waist and baring my lower body.
He grinned at and grabbed my hips, pulling me closer, "My little omega is correct. We have much to conduct."
He pulled his cock out of his pants and grasped my butt with both hands. There was no more time for games. I was already dripping with slick. I gazed deep into his pale eyes as he lowered me onto his hard cock.
His thickness filled me up and he thrust into me with an intensity, fucking me hard and fast. He held me close, bouncing me up and down, murmuring words of love and praise.
"Oh, Adrianna," he said in wonderment, never breaking eye contact with me.
Hearing my name pass his lips for the first time sent me over the edge. I screamed out my orgasm, clenching his dick hard and releasing slick. He roared out and held my bottom firmly, grounding me against him.
His fangs shot out, and he had to speak his vows around them.
"Do you, Adrianna of the Greenwich pack, accept Lucien of the Bloodmoon pack, to be your final fated mate?"
"I accept you, Lucien, to be my final fated mate." I gasped out, meaning every word.
He slowly tilted my head to the side and I closed my eyes, bracing myself for the bite. But I did not feel pain as he gently slid his fangs in, immediately releasing his wolf's saliva to numb the bite. I moaned out as I got my final hit of the nirvana drug.
I had never done drugs in my life, but if I had, I would imagine that it would feel like this. I moaned out as my pussy spasmed helplessly on his dick. His bite sent me over the edge again and again and I rode the wave.
He couldn't hold out anymore and came while still buried deep in my neck and in my channel. He released spurt after spurt of fluid, and I could feel it filling me up. His knot swelled up thick, stretching me out even further and connecting us as one.
Our fast breaths eventually slowed, and I put my forehead on his, enjoying seeing him during this vulnerable time. He smiled at me and wiped at a droplet of blood on my neck.
"We are officially fated mates, little omega." He said happily.
I placed my hand on my chest in wonderment. I could feel a tentative bond connecting me to all four alphas at once. It was a line, radiating out from my heart and branching out in four different directions.
"Do you feel that?" I breathed out in wonderment.
He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, filling his chest with air. "I do, little omega."
I sighed in satisfaction, burrowing against his chest for warmth. The night air had turned chilly.
Chapter 19
Adrianna