Abe, a weird and short werewolf novel

Abbygail’s point of view:

I had completely forgotten that Harley had been in the mansion while the attack had occurred and now she was completely frightened by the idea of living here, which I couldn’t blame her for it.

“At least take over my house then. It has everything and is closer to the boys’ school.”

“Abby, I could never afford the rent of that place, and you know it!”

“Who said you were going to have to pay for it?” I smiled. “Besides, what am I to do with all my money anyway?”

“Okay, I guess it is rather convenient.” She conceded.

“Exactly, and it has been cleaned recently, by a very good cleaning company, I might add.” I smirked.

“Only because you made such a terrible mess out of it!” She scolded me.

“Hey, don’t blame me for feeling bad! Do you want me to be depressed again?” I falsely pouted and batted my eyelashes.

“Oh fuck off!” She scolded as she pushed my shoulders. “I’m the one that pushed you out of the house, and look where that got you! You should be a little more thankful!”

“Oh, me granting you a luxurious penthouse, including a car and living there rent-free, isn’t enough?” I folded my arms.

“I’m getting the Maserati?” Her eyes started to twinkle.

“No, the Jeep.” I said.

“Oh, right. That one is great too!” She smiled, guiltily for her own assumptions.

“Of course the Maserati, you stupid! I know you love that car!” I pushed her shoulders this time and the twinkle rushed back to her eyes.

“YAY!!!” She yelped and hugged me fiercely.

“Don’t ruin the dress!” I said while pushing her off me.

“Oh, that thing? It will be torn apart the moment you enter that bed anyway!” She shrugged and hugged me again.

“Shush, don’t hurt its feelings!” I said while caressing the beautiful, dark red fabric.

I was wearing the dress I had gotten from Mike as I still hadn’t worn it to an occasion, and after all that had happened to us, I wanted to look nice for Scott. Even though it would be only for a few moments.

“As the moon Goddess may be our witness, I bind myself to you, Alpha Scott Williams.”

“As the moon Goddess may be our witness, I willingly take you, Abbygail Bettany Evans, to be my Luna.”

Loud howls were heard as we finished the speaking part of the ceremony, and I smiled at the bed that was standing next to us. I had waited for this moment, for such a long time, and I was furiously excited to finally, really, have sex with Scott.

“I can smell your arousal, woman.”

“That’s so fucking cliché of you to say!” I chuckled.

“I don’t care that it’s cliché, I just wanted to point out that you are horny.”

“And so are you.” I nodded and glanced down, to his loose cotton trousers where his dick stood to attention.

He picked me up and I squealed as he pushed me through the curtain and dropped me on the bed.

“Wait!” I suddenly said and he looked confused. I sat up and shimmied me out of the dress before he would shift his claws and rip it apart. “I decided that I like this dress too much! Okay, you can have me now.”

“Yes? Are you sure you don’t want me to fold it neatly and wash it before I ravage you?”

Some chuckles outside of the bed were heard and I instantly got aware that we have an audience. Not that I wasn’t aware before, but still, I didn’t expect them to react to anything we were doing.

“SILENCE!” The almighty Alpha roared as soon as he saw my insecurity breaking through.

“Now, where were we?” He whispered as he took off his shirt and pulled down his trousers. “Oh, right, you are still wearing underwear, at least I can tear that off of your gorgeous body.” He said as he ripped them apart and quickly suckled on my breast to distract me from any other thought, besides being here with him.

He cupped my pussy and slid his fingers between my wet folds, coating his fingers with my juice. I didn’t want any oral actions now, as we have done that plenty of times, the last couple of days. I just wanted his cock now, no need to foreplay anymore! I grabbed his face and pulled it to mine, looking him straight into his eyes.

“You know I need you. Stop playing.” I whispered seductively and he grabbed his cock by the base, guided it against my pussy and shoved it in, in one go! “FUCK!”

“Is that what you wanted?” He said as he waited for a moment to let me adjust to him.

“Y… yes…” I stuttered out. “Now, move.” I ordered and he chuckled. “And don’t you dare say I’m tight.” And he chuckled again.

His movements were slow at first, but when I had started to lubricate more, and for him to slide in easier, he picked up the pace.

Every time he pushed in, sliding along my insides, my climax was closing in further.

He held on to my wide hips, as if his life depended on it, and managed to push even harder and deeper into my wet hole of pleasure!

I grabbed his neck and pulled his face against my neck, whispering for him to bite me again. I know it will probably hurt, but I needed this for the both of us. I needed him to experience the full protocol of following this ceremony, as the first time he bit me, it was to save me and not have a pleasurable experience with it.

“You don’t know what it will do to you.” He whispered back, but I shook my head.

“Just do it, I know you want to make an honest claim on me.” I said and by doing that I couldn’t make him prouder.

His eyes twinkled with power, his face contorted into that of his wolf, his canines enlargened, and finally, when he saw no hesitance in my eyes, he put one of his arms underneath my shoulders and latched his teeth in my skin.

“Aaahhh!” I yelled in pain, but as he continued to pound into me, the pain became mixed with pleasure.

“Just come for me, my sweet honey-butt!” He linked and grabbed my thick ass with his other hand, pushing my flesh just a bit aside so he could even push in a further, knocking me over my edge!

I came, and I came hard!

I clenched my insides as tight as I could and with it, I forced Scott to release my neck and roar out in pleasure as his cock became even stiffer and eventually unloaded his unborn children. He dropped his body next to me on the bed and smiled with the biggest grin he could create.

I was still heavily breathing and looked him in the eyes. “We should have done this earlier.” I said, chuckling.

“We could have.” He simply stated.

“Yes, I know that. But even though you had to mark me to safe me, you told me you weren’t allowed to have true sex before the mating ceremony!”

“No, that’s what you made of it.”

“But… but…”

“Wait, you thought I was going into this as a virgin?” He chuckled. “No honey, I went through this torture myself for a reason.”

“Which is?”

“I had to get back to you, for all the shit you’ve done to me. I’m not going to pay that twenty-five thousand or write you a handwritten excuse letter.” He smirked as he kissed me.

The asshole!

“Tell me you at least arranged for doughnuts?”

“Nope.” He gladly admitted.

“Well, I’m Luna now, so you’d better do it, or you won’t get any sex anymore.”

“What?! You can’t do that!” He uttered, and I folded arms defensively.

“Watch me.”

“Fine! A BOX OF DOUGHNUTS FOR EVERYONE!” He hollered and the crowd outside the curtains cheered in happiness.

“Let’s get back to not making you sleep, any time soon.”

“It would be more impressive if you can get me to sleep. I suffer from insomnia.” I shrugged and he laughed out loud.

“Vixen.”

“Asshole.”