Alpha Killian

Weeks passed by after the night we all went to the club.

I began my duties as Luna and found that I really enjoyed them. I hadn't had anymore trouble in the pack after Rachel, but I also hadn't seen her since the incident. Everyone in the pack was quick to accept me, and I found myself wondering why I was so against being Luna in the first place.

After the night club incident, I immediately began training. Killian insisted I at least learn how to defend myself, and also insisted I stop using my teeth as my main defense mechanism. While I was much smaller than the rest of the she-wolves, I was much faster and could maneuver easier. Killian would train me personally in the afternoons, and I had never met someone more skilled than him. Killian was absolutely lethal in a fight, and I stood no chance against him.

Killian kept me updated on the situation regarding Blake, even if he didn't want to give me the gory details. I took my responsibilities as Luna seriously, which means I needed to know the full extent of what was happening. From what I knew, Blake was very much alive in Killian's dungeons, Each day Killian would visit the dungeons and torture Blake, trying to learn what the hunters were up to. For the most part Blake remained strong, but sooner or later he would break.

Since that night I had shared a bed with Killian. Somehow I managed to hold back the intense sexual desire I felt for my deadly mate, and we had not yet sealed the deal. As the weeks passed by, I found myself contemplating my life a lot. The time had come where I felt ready to mark Killian as my own, I just wasn't sure how to bring it up.

Killian was extremely patient with me and our physical contact consisted of heavy making out and occasionally him pleasuring me with his fingers, which he seemed to never tire of.

The thought of how far I had come amazed me. While Killian still enjoyed working me up, I felt much more comfortable around him. He had completely opened up to me in these short months and I wanted to do the same. The more I thought about it, the more I realized I was ready to be with him fully.

Since my birthday was approaching, all Kira could talk about was her friend's party and how we were all going. I was feeling a little wary about the whole situation, but she promised me there would be hardly any humans, and absolutely no hunters. I tried to retain the same amount of excitement, but all I could think about was telling Killian that I was ready for all of him.

The night before my birthday was one of my favorite nights with Killian.

"Are you looking forward to the party tomorrow, little mate?" Killian smirked, tightening his arms around me as I laid curled up on his chest.

"I suppose, parties aren't really my thing. I'm not big into my birthday." I giggled, tracing the tattoo on his chest with my fingers. I smiled at the familiar sparks that coursed through my hands. I didn't think I would ever get tired of this. Killian smirked, but his face quickly grew serious, "Your birthday is very important to me. Without you, I would've never found my little mate." His silver eyes burned holes into my own, sending butterflies to my stomach. "I'm really glad I met you." I spoke softly, smiling up at his strong face.

His seductive smirk formed on his face again, "Even though I torment you?".

Feigning ignorance I used my best clueless voice, "Oh well, now that you mention that I may have to reconsider."

My joke was short lived when Killian flipped me over on my back and hovered over me. The smirk on his face drove me insane, keeping me in awe at how amazing he truly looked.

"Oh really? You'll have to reconsider?" He growled playfully, his eyes darkening as he took in my flushed face.

"Don't, don't you dare." I scolded him, poking his b**e chest with my finger.

His smirk only deepened, "It's only fair your punished."

"Killian, I swear." I growled back at him, trying to seem half as tough as him.

"Alright alright, my vicious little mate." He smirked, but his eyes twinkled mischievously.

Killian acted as though he was going to let me up, but tackled me back onto the bed. His fingers traveled my rib cage, tickling me while his lips found my neck. "Killian, Killian stop!" I yelled, trying to hold back my laughter. I wasn't sure whether I should laugh or moan.

Finally his fingers stopped assaulting my rib cage and his face turned serious.

"Happy Birthday, Claire." His full lips turned up in one of those rare smiles that only I got to see. I turned on my side and saw the alarm clock. 12:01

It was officially my birthday.

Killian's rough hands grabbed the sides of my face and pulled me in for a kiss filled with so much passion I would have collapsed if I were standing.

I wasn't sure how long the kiss lasted, but I never wanted it to end. The sparks shot through my body, igniting the blood in my veins and tickling my toes.

We pulled away for breath, and I didn't resist when Killian's lips moved down my neck. His favorite thing, other than fingering me, was to nibble on the silver mark that he had left on my neck.

I often felt selfish, giving him no pleasure while he never tired of giving me o****m after o****m. My guilt was satiated knowing I was planning on sealing the deal with him tomorrow night, just after the party. His hands played with the waistband of my shorts, causing me to moan into his mouth.

"Mind if we try something new?" Killian smirked down at me. I blushed, remembering the last time he asked me that I had my first o****m.

"S-Sure." I breathed up at him, trying to bundle my nerves. I wondered if I would ever stop being so nervous around him. He was the only one who could ever make me feel self conscious.

"You are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen, little mate." His voice grew deeper with I**t. Over the weeks I had grown used to Killian practically reading my mind, but sometimes he still managed to shock me. My face heated even more as he slipped my shorts off, and next my underwear.

"I like these." Killian stated, holding up the black lace panties I had been wearing.

I tried to stifle my excitement at his words, but I'm sure he could smell exactly how he made me feel.

I was instantly thankful Kira had helped me pick out something to wear tomorrow, knowing my intentions with Killian at the end of the night. She was oddly supportive hearing that her brother would finally get some. Killian moved down my body, trailing little kisses down my covered chest and exposed stomach. My breath hitched when he spread my legs, situating myself inbetween them.

"K-Killian?" I stammered, feeling extremely self conscious.

"Don't worry, you'll enjoy this." He smirked at me.

I let loose a sigh as he trailed kisses down my thighs. I felt my core spasm as he took his time down my thighs.

"Killian" I groaned. He was driving me insane with his nips and kisses on my inner thighs. Once again, my resolve wavered and I contemplated just giving in here and now. I wanted him too much.

"Make him wait." Sierra taunted from the back of my mind.

"Yeah you say that but I know how you really feel." I grumbled at her, knowing she was in no way helping me resist.

"Impatient little thing." Killian taunted, his breath hitting my most sensitive spot. I shuddered as his hot breath hit my p***y and resisted the moan that tried to accompany it.

"You have no idea how long I've been waiting to taste you." His eyes burned holes into my own, his voice growing deeper with each word.

And with those last words his tongue darted out and teased my c**t, making me jump at the intense sensations.

I felt my head fall back as I gasped. He really knew what he was doing.

His tongue swirled around my c**t, and with that I was gone. I couldn't control the sounds that were coming from me, but if anything Killian seemed to like them. With each moan and gasp he would increase his pace, his intensity. His mouth devoured me, savoring each taste as though he would never get anymore.

I felt my fingers tangle in his hair as he slipped a finger inside of me. With a growl, he thrusted his finger inside me, not bothering trying to be gentle.

His name left my lips more times than I could count as he brought me closer and closer.

The pain and pleasure mixed, igniting new sensations with every s****e of Killian's tongue.

My back arched and a loud whimper escaped my lips as the feeling building in my p***y finally exploded. His name was the first thing on my lips as wave after wave of pleasure hit me.

I stayed on the bed, trying to catch my breath while Killian eyed me with a smug expression.

Finally, I set up and frowned at the bulge in his shorts. Again, I felt guilty for being on the receiving end of everything, while he was left with nothing.

"I want to try something new." I bit my lip as I looked him over. His shirtless torso was hard and rigid with muscles, begging to be touched. His body wasn't covered in a thin layer of sweat like mine was, and I wanted to change that. I could feel Killian was intrigued as he raised his eyebrow and sat on the bed, leaning his back against the headboard.

I scowled at how timid I was acting, but I couldn't help it. I had never initiated anything more than a kiss, and I had never done anything like what I was about to try.

I leaned over Killian's lap, planting small kisses along his jaw and on his lips. I was just wasting time, trying to build up the courage while I could.

I tried to let go, and met my fingers do what they wanted. I trailed down his chest, littering kisses as I went. I took my time and enjoyed each muscle that I had been silently ogling for weeks. When my fingers reached the waistband of his shorts he finally caught on.

His rough hand wrapped around my wrist as he met my eyes.

"Claire, you don't have-" He started, but I cut him off.

I tried to give him the same seductive smirk he would always give me, "I know I don't have to. I want to." I sounded breathless, and I hoped my face didn't betray how nervous I had felt. Slowly, he let go of my wrist. I watched silently as he removed his shorts. When his c**k fell out I nearly choked on my own breath.

My nerves were back at an extreme high as I took in what I was about to place in my mouth. My stomach rolled when love thought of what I had planned for tomorrow night. How was it going to work? How was it even going to fit? I'm not a big person by any means. I bit my lip as I looked at his c**k in disbelief.

Tentatively, I wrapped my fingers around it, feeling his hardness. A low rumble emerged from his chest and I looked up to meet his blackened eyes.

"Never seen one in person, little mate?" He smirked at me and I fumbled to find an answer.

"N-No, I haven't..." I trailed off, wondering if I should say what's really on my mind.

"Um, how... how would this fit, if we were to..." I trailed off, my eyes flickering down to his pulsing member.

His smirk only deepened as he took in how flustered I was, "It would fit." He assured me.

"Would it hurt?" I frowned up at him.

"Only for a moment, but I have ways of distracting you." He smirked at me and I felt my heart jump.

My initial nerves were replaced with excitement. I had never felt more ready.

Keeping my eyes locked on his own, I let my lips touch the head of his c**k. Precum glistened on the swollen tip, and I let my tongue flick from my mouth to taste it. Hazel had always told me how salty it was, but I couldn't taste any salt. I let Killian's quiet growls fuel me, knowing he was watching my every move. The thought of him watching me explore his body only heightened my excitement. I could feel the sensitive spot between my legs moisten at his growls.

I wrapped my lips around the head of his c**k and swirled my tongue around, using the tips Hazel had given me to my advantage. Tips I had tried desperately not to listen to.

"Claire." Killian growled, and I would've smirked if my lips weren't wrapped around his tip. He didn't like being teased.

"Don't like being teased?" I smirked at his blackened eyes.

He managed to smirk back at me, but all I could feel was desire and I**t emanating off of him.

"More like tempted." He growled, placing his large hand on the base of my neck.

I tried to contain my arousal as he guided my lips back down to his c**k, his dominance being one of the most sexiest things about him.

"Open your mouth." He growled, his voice sending shivers down my body.

I clamped my lips shut and shook my head, looking up at him deviously. Something about his dominate side turned me on, and I had longed to disobey him. "Claire." He growled, but I kept my lips sealed.

Smirking at me, he pinched my nose. I stubbornly held my breath for as long as I could, finally opening my mouth to gasp for air.

Taking advantage of my open mouth, Killian pushed my head down on his c**k. I took his length inside of my mouth with an aroused moan, relishing in his taste.

"Good girl." He smirked down at me, and I could feel he was enjoying this just as much as I was.

While I could only fit half of his length comfortably in my mouth, I held my breath and forced his c**k deeper.

"F**k, Claire." Killian growled in the pleasure that he had been denying himself.

I bobbed my head up and down his shaft, nearly coming undone at his husky, animalistic sounds.

I wasn't sure how much time had passed, I put all of my focus on the task at hand and enjoyed every second of it. My p***y clenched when Killian's rough hands found the back of my head and forced me to go faster.

I looked up at him and moaned as he thrusted himself in and out of my mouth. Now I could see why he enjoyed pleasuring me so much. I couldn't think of anything that turned me on more.

I could feel his body tensing up, and I knew he was coming undone as well. With one last husky moan, I felt his c*m spill in my mouth.

With my mouth full and my p***y wet, I looked into the eyes of my irresistable mate.

"S*****w it." His voice was husky yet firm. His thumb was pressed against my lips as he watched me s*****w his c*m.

It took every ounce of my willpower to not beg for him to take me here and now. We laid around in bed for awhile, simply holding eachother and stealing kisses as we could.

"I'm gonna go get a shower." I smiled up at him, shuddering at the sensitiveness between my legs.

"Are you going to let me join you?" He smirked, his eyes trailing down to my exposed bottom.

"Ask me that tomorrow night." I blushed, going into the bathroom.

After we had both showered, and finally laid down to sleep, I looked up at his face.

I let my eyes trace over the strong jaw line, and his pink lips which were typically pulled up in a smirk.

As usual, he smirked down at me "Staring is rude y'know." He pointed out with a poke to my rib cage.

"I can't help it." I blushed, hiding my face in his chest.

"Don't hide," He growled, lifting my face to meet his own. "I like your blush." He smiled, giving me butterflies.

"I don't." I shook my head, "I feel like you can see right through me sometimes."

"Sometimes I can," He smirked. "You have gotten better at hiding your thoughts though."

"Good." I smiled back, pleased that Kira's lessons had been helping.

"I don't know about that," He smirked, "I miss hearing your thoughts, especially when their about me. Speaking of which, there's something you wanted to ask me." "How'd you know?" I frowned.

"Just because I can't read all of your thoughts, doesn't mean some don't find their way through." He shrugged, letting his fingers run through my hair.

"W-Well... You know I've never done anything like that before, and I know you have. And I know I'm not skilled or anything but-" I rambled, only stopping when his lips were on my own. "You wanted to know if you were any good?" Killian raised his eyebrow at me, running his fingers over my reddening cheeks.

"Well, yeah." I mumbled.

"You were absolutely irresistable, little mate. It only made me crave the rest of you. I wonder what else you're capable of." He smirked down at me, igniting the familiar feeling between my legs. Before it had a chance to grow, my tired yawn filled the air.

"Go to sleep, little mate." Killian spoke softly, playing with my hair until I fell into a deep sleep.