"What are you doing?" I asked the moment he tied my hands with what I felt to be leather bands. I wonder where he got that from but his voice still kept me anticipating, even if he was tying my legs too.
"Trust me, it's not meant to harm you. You'll enjoy it." He whispered.
"Bryan tell me what this is all about." I said the minute he placed his hands on my lap.
"I want to make you feel like a woman."
"What do you mean, Bryan?! I never asked for it, so stop it." I sputtered but he was not even listening. He opened my shirt and made bare my body, then l felt something as soft as a feather moving on my skin, I can't tell what exactly he used but I felt good, I had to exhale roughly and quit struggling "you have to stop."
"I know. Give me a moment. It's just a massage session."
"Of which I never asked for." My words rushed out like air from my lips but I never meant a thing I said. I wanted him to continue because I was beginning to enjoy it and it made me to ignore the fact that he was pulling down my pants. He began to roll different soft and hairy materials on my skin from my boobs down to my c*nt, I could not help it, I was aroused. The chemistry that moment was like rushing fluid and all I could think of was having a man make love to me. At this point I did not care if I felt anything for him, he was just the perfect person for the job, "Bryan, please touch me!" I pleaded and a part of me was mad at me for saying the word.
"I knew it was possible for you to feel something. It wasn't so difficult, was it?"
"Just stop talking." I muttered because I don't even want to hear his voice. All I wanted was a touch, something to help my emotions to be expressed. I wanted to be free from worry and I thought to release was the only way out. He pulled me up a little further into the bed and laid his hands on my boobs and shook them gently. I am sure he wanted doing that for a long time and now that I gave him the permission, he was really make good use of it. He used his mouth on my n*pples and started sucking like a baby without leaving any of my boobs lacking the touch of his lips. My body shivered with pleasure as he moved slowly with his tongue downwards without letting go of my boobs until cold air moved around the walls of my c*nt. "Bryan." I mentioned his name as I could barely find a word to say.
"Stay still." He whispered. Those were his last words before his tongue drooped into my p*ssy. Oh the pleasure, the delightful experience I was currently enjoying was really something I think you have to experience yourself to understand me. While his tongue moved around my wall, he sent in a finger, dipping the length of it into my c*nt right there... Right inside I felt my legs quivering or about to. Whatever! Just can't explain now. Bryan pulled the second and third fingers in to join the team, I just have to scream what I had in mind "oh my god, Bryan! Stop, don't stop doing that, aaahh!"
"I guess you're enjoying it. Now I have to do what needs to be done. I am sorry, I hope it doesn't hurt." He said with a low tone and was hasty in action.
"I don't want you inside me, Bryan. Uumff" I moaned the minute I felt his cap touch my p*ssy but I was too late to tell him what not to do. He pushed his c*ck in and pumped hard, though he went easy at first but he was too impatient to keep his cool. I shrilled at some point but at other times I enjoyed the pleasurable tingles deep inside, I had to let him continue nonstop until he felt he has had enough. He must have exhausted his energy but I can tell I was capable of taking his thrust even though I was tight. He moved away from me and groaned when he ejac*lated while holding his d*ck. I felt okay that he was reasonable for not c*mming inside me even without me asking him not to. I was glad he helped me pull out some emotional flow but I was not satisfied with the time it took him to f*ck me before he spilled his milk. Deep down I needed more and there was no way I was going to choose him. I am definitely not telling him that he was not good enough for me. One thing for sure, I will be the one choosing my man and I hope I get to find the right one for me. I don't care if it is an alpha or a human mate. All I wanted was something deep, like a connection that cannot be doubted, a bond that cannot be broken.
"I am glad you were able to take it. You are strong enough to be my Luna and I will gladly announce you tomorrow."
"No, not tomorrow." I replied instantly with a frown.
"Why? You don't think we should get on with it already?"
I don't know but I felt everything is happening so fast and I know I'm not the perfect person for him. I wish there was another way to tell him to find someone else or even go for Emily since she likes him so much. At least I am not blind to know she desires to be his Luna only if he could just nut in her and mark her.
"It's not that. I just want us to take things slow. What's the rush for? Besides you have not even found my child neither are you able to find Raymond. Please untie me now."I whined and a part of me was glad that our deal does not include getting him to mark me physically as his chosen Luna. All the same, it's just an announcement that can be revoked. Should he imprint on me, it would have been a different game all together. While he was untying me, he kept talking,
"I promise I am going to find your child and that is something I will keep. And if so be that I saved you and brought you into Snowdon pack, even as I am going to find your child, you will surely have this in mind that you owe me a lot. And so I will make my final request after that I have found your child."
Okay, I know that I owe him for saving me and for sheltering me here in Snowdon pack but I had to know what his request is, "and what could that be?" I had to ask.
"To imprint on you under a full moonlight and have the moon goddess seal you to be mine. It is the perfect ritual to claim a mate, make a Luna for his alpha and create a bond of perfection. This is the way of the wolves and you know it." He sounded desperate and desirous I had to look away for a moment and think about it. Should I accept to fulfil his final request or not. That was a very serious demand and I was not sure what to say. I just looked at him and nodded.
"Is that a yes?" He asked. It looks like he wanted more than just my gestures,