Fated: The Alpha's Unwanted Luna

Chapter 359: Taking control_Part 2

Sebastian’s head fell back, his free hand bracing against the wall as pleasure rolled through him in waves. He had never expected this from her. He had always imagined her going down on him just like this, her perfect lips wrapped around him, the way her eyes met his and her face flushed a gorgeous red shade that almost careened him to the edge, he had pictured this more times than he would ever admit, but he had never once put her in that position or suggested he wanted her mouth there, never wanted her to feel any pressure to give him something she wasn’t ready for.

Having her drop to her knees for him completely unprompted, out of her own want and her own boldness, was double the pleasure of anything he could have asked for directly.

He groaned deeply as her warm, wet mouth moved against him slickly, the suction relentless.

She hummed around him in response, and the vibration made his thighs shake. After a few more moments of her enthusiastic exploration, her tongue teasing along the underside, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked, he gently pulled her up, his eyes blazing with both lust and something that ran far deeper than desire.

"Bed. Now." He commanded, though his voice came out soft with reverence rather than demand. He lifted her effortlessly, carried her to the king-sized bed, and laid her down against the pillows.

Clothes were shed in a frantic, breathless haze, her shirt, his trousers, until there was nothing between them at all. Viola wrapped her legs around him as he settled between her thighs, but she wasn’t done taking control. She pushed him onto his back and straddled him with a determined gleam in her eyes.

"I want to be on top." She said breathlessly, positioning herself over his cock.

She sank down onto him in one smooth motion, and they both moaned loudly as he filled her completely. The bed creaked beneath them as she began to move, rolling her hips in deep, purposeful strokes. Her hands pressed flat against his chest for balance, nails digging in as she rode him harder and faster, her breasts bouncing with every thrust.

Sebastian’s hands locked onto her hips, guiding her, steadying her, but letting her lead entirely, his groans mixing with her gasps in the warm air of the room.

"Amor, ah, yes, just like that. Take what you want, my wife." He met her movements with powerful upward thrusts, the wet, slapping sounds of their bodies joining filling the room without apology. She didn’t hold back, moaning his name loudly and deliberately, her head thrown back, pleasure building inside her like a storm gathering at its peak.

When she finally shattered around him, clenching tight and crying out, Sebastian followed with a deep, possessive growl, spilling into her as he pulled her down hard against his chest. They collapsed together onto the sheets in a tangle of heated limbs, both panting and slick with sweat.

He pulled her closer immediately, one hand coming up to cup her face, his thumb moving in gentle circles against her jaw, soothing the ache she hadn’t had to mention for him to notice.

"You were incredible." He murmured, pressing soft kisses to her forehead, her swollen lips, the tender spot just beneath her ear. "My first time feeling that sweet mouth of yours, I thought I was going to lose my mind completely. I didn’t know I needed this, but I do. Thank you, love."

Viola nestled into him, her body humming with deep, bone-warm satisfaction. Every ache in her jaw, every slight soreness between her thighs, all of it was worth it. The knocking at the door had long since stopped. Hailey was gone. And Sebastian hadn’t even thought to ask who had been out there, too thoroughly lost in his wife to spare it a single thought.

She smiled against his chest.

But even as she lay there, warmth settling over her like a blanket, she couldn’t stop the quiet feeling of foolishness creeping in at the edges.

She had behaved like a woman threatened, and the man holding her had promised to love her until forever. But it wasn’t that simple here. As much as he had told her about Hailey and the past, it didn’t change the fact that a mate bond had once existed between them.

She knew how mate bonds worked in this world, unpredictable, magnetic, capable of pulling even the strongest Alphas against their own will and better judgment. Sebastian said it was finished, buried in the past. But what if being in the same space rekindled something he hadn’t expected?

And underneath all of that, if she was being truly honest with herself, she was still a little insecure about the fact that she hadn’t yet brought anything meaningful to Silver.

There was so little she could visibly do for their pack given who and what she was, no known background, no wolf, no bloodline anyone could point to with pride. Her insecurities were making her possessive and reactive, which was why, lying here in his arms feeling slightly foolish, she quietly resolved that it was time she changed that. It was time she did something, brought something back for Silver herself, and help Sebastian achieve his goals.

If she could make a real accomplishment here at this ceremony, she would feel more grounded in her own worth, and she wouldn’t let she-wolves like Hailey reduce her to locking doors and sinking to her knees out of jealousy. Not that she hadn’t enjoyed the moment but she didn’t like how her insecurities were the prompt to the moment.

She had a plan, and she couldn’t wait to put it into motion on the day of the ceremony. It was time she acted like a Luna and stand up for her pack and Alpha.

"What are you thinking about?" Sebastian’s voice came quietly from above her head.

She tightened her arm around him and hooked her leg over his, pressing her face further into his chest. "Nothing." She said softly. "I just can’t wait for the ceremony to be over so we can go back home."