The Rejected Luna’s Prince By Aurora Archer
Chapter 66 – Your City
(Willa)
I glancer looked over my shoulder at my prince.
“I’m just keeping a promise,” His eyes turned dark, “Turn back around” I did as he said, remembering what he wanted to do the first time that we came here, the first time that I gave myself completely to him, but I knew I was completely his well before then.
My body lit up at the thought of all he wanted from me, wanted to do to me. He came up behind me, the back of his fingers ran up my exposed back, I shuddered under his touch.
“I like this dress on you,” He leaned forward, so his mouth was hovering near my ear.
He moved his hands up to the straps and pushed them away from my shoulders slowly.
“You’re not going to say you like it better off or something like that, are you?” My voice came out as a whisper.
“I might have, but clearly not the way to go.” His laugh was low, and it rumbled through his chest.
he ran his chin over my shoulder the hair of his beard rubbed my exposed skin.
Caspine’s hands left my shoulders and made their way around the front of my dress. I held my breath, trying to be subtle as his fingers traced the outline of the bodice where the top of my b*reas*ts swelled with each breath.
Desire swirled through me, and my breath became shallow.
Goddess, this man.
“I want to show the world how incredible you are.” His voice was gravelly as his finger dipped just below the neckline, brushing the top of one of my already hardened n*ippl*es.
I let out a sigh of relief at even the slight c.ontact, but it wasn’t anything near what I craved from him.
One of his hands roamed to the back and tugged at the zipper. I looked back at him, his dark hair tumbled over his face, frozen in concentration. My throat went dry at the sight, my mouth parted.
He looked at me; his eyes turned dark as he met my gaze. My breath hitched at his hungry stare. He b,roke contact before I did as he slid to the floor, kneeling behind me.
His hands roamed up my e.xposed back, I fought to keep my arms at my side. I didn’t want to distract him.
He trailed his fingers to where he left my straps hanging down my arms, and pulled them down further. As soon as they slipped from my arms, my Luna dress fell off and pooled at my feet.
Caspien stilled behind me, and I bathed in it. I shifted on my feet, stepping out of the dress and kicking it aside. I knew the effect that it would have on my legs and a.ss in the moonlight.
“D.amn Willa,” He breathed.
Having someone, no, having him so affected by me like this lit me up.
I let him look as much as he wanted until his warm hands came back to my body near my ankles.
He slowly worked up from there, running his hands up from my calves to my thighs. It felt nice, but I knew this was for him. He wanted to t.ouch me, to feel me, and I melted under his p.robing embrace.
His large hands came up to my hips, grasping onto me tightly, as he let loose a long breath. He stilled there for a moment, and I backed up into his embrace, t.hrusting my hips and behind to his somehow bare back. I didn’t question when that happened, just reveled in the feeling of my skin against his.
One of his palms came to cup a butt cheek. He kneaded it in his hand, lightly ma*s*saging it. I breathed deeply, enjoying the feeling.
His other hand dipped over my stomach and traced a lazy pace to my center. All of my attention focused on where the tips of his fingers traced blazing circles on my skin. His fingers finally caressed the top of my underwear, and I held my breath.
He paused again, and I almost said something about him teasing me, but I was so focused on him touching me in any capacity it never came out.
My eyes fluttered shut, waiting for him to dip his finger beneath.
Instead, he pulled back. I felt the absence of his warm hands immediately. My eyes shot open, and I looked behind me, but he stood and crossed his arms, tilting his head back toward the window, indicating where I should look.
I sighed but obeyed, happy that he couldn’t see my smile other would prolonge his slow a.ssault.
I let out a sigh of relief when his palms made c.ontact with my hips again. He gripped me tighter this time, his fingers digging into my soft flesh.
I leaned back against his bare chest, settling in the familiarity that was Caspien.
“I’m going to need you still for this first part.” He grumbled into my ear, leaning down to suck on my earlobe.
His hands wrapped around my wrists, and he brought them above my head, securing them around his neck.
“Keep them there,” After my hands intertwined he let go of my wrists, sliding them down my arms that were wrapped around the back of his neck.
A thrill shot through me, settling at my core.
I was exposed, open, right where I wanted to be with him.
His hands trailed down my side, brushing against the sides of my b*reas*ts.
I stilled wanting him to t.ouch me, needing him to t.ouch me.
His fingers roamed over my skin, inching ever so close to my n*ippl*es. He stilled for a moment right when he was close to where I needed him.
My breath caught when he removed his hands, but I could feel the heat of them hovering over my chest.
“Please,” I murmured, trying to press toward him.
“Mm,” He responded, his fingers featherlight brushing over my e.xposed n*ippl*es.
I buckled at the light c.ontact, trying to press myself further, but he pulled back.
Once I caught my breath again, his fingers brushed over them again, staying there, circling them slowly.
I whimpered in his arms, my hand intertwined with his soft hair, trying to convey my want, but I knew he knew the extent of my d.esire.
“Keep them there,” He reminded me, his breath fanned over my neck.
His hands were gone again, and I tried to steady my uneven breath, but it did nothing to help. Anticipation and desire were raging through me at his slight touch. I gasped as his fingers closed in on my n*****s, his nose brushed my hair away from my neck, and I could feel his smile against my skin.
“You like that,” It wasn’t a question.
He pressed his hardened length into my back, and I almost stumbled.
One of his hands came to the window to steady us. His other tugged lightly and then rolled my n****e between his fingers.
He let out a breath as he let my n*ippl*e, trailing a burning finger down my stomach and playing over my core.
“Caspien,” I murmured, a plea.
“Hm?” He rumbled into my throat, his finger dipping lower under my underwear, tracing a line to my core that was alight with anticipation.
He pulled back again, running his finger over the soft fabric. I whimpered at the whisper of p.leasure but it was nothing near what I wanted.
“Please,” I wiggled against him, tugging his hair on the nape of his neck.
He adjusted himself behind me and moved a hand back to my b*reas*t. I let out a confused sigh, not wanting the teasing anymore.
One of his fingers pushed the fabric away, and he slid a finger up my wet slit. He growled in approval, the sound reverberating through his chest.
A thick finger slipped into me, and I moaned at the sudden yet welcomed c.ontact. I grabbed at his neck, his hair, anything to keep me up. He placed a warm kiss on my neck while ma*s*saging my b*reas*t.
He moved his finger in and out of me as I clenched around him, trying to keep him in me. I was already starting to wind up at every calculated movement of his.
“Is this what you want?” He asked his lips against my neck with each word.
I could see his smirk in my mind, but as I opened my mouth to speak, his thumb brushed over my c.lit, making me almost stumble forward.
“You don’t have to say anything,” He pulled out his finger, circling my wetness around my opening, “I know what you like I just like to hear the confirmation.” He plunged his finger back into me.
“Call it c*oc*kiness,” He removed his finger and swirled it on my entrance again before pushing it back in deep, ma*s*saging my inner walls.
“I didn’t think you needed the validation,” I managed to get out, sounding as breathless and distracted as I was.
“I don’t,” He paused, his smile on my throat, “But Goddess do I love to hear your want, Willa.”
He kissed my neck, “My Mate,”
He lowered his lips to my marking spot, “My Luna,”
He sucked it into his mouth, and I gasped, “My princess.”
His finger flicked inside of me again before he removed it, letting another one slip in alongside it. My mark was in his mouth, and he sucked and lapped at it hungrily while he played inside me.
My or.gasm that was building caught fire.
With every rhythmic thrust of his fingers, his other hand answered my m.oans with him ma*s*saging my b*reas*t and tugging lightly at my n*ippl*e,
But his h.ard e.rection pressed behind me, and my marking spot being sucked between his teeth unraveled me.
I wound up to my breaking point with all these warring sensations begging for my attention. I couldn’t focus on one point of pleasure, and it all came bursting through me.
I grasped tigher to his neck, not trusting my shaky legs to hold me. I grabbed his silky hair, trying to remember how to stand as my pleasure tore through me in waves.
His breathing came out in short bursts, his mouth left my neck and through my haze of l*us*t I thought it was glorious that he could be so distracted by my p.leasure.
I held onto him steadily as the last waves of p.leausre pulsed through me. He helped me come down, his strong arm wrapped around me, his muscles tensing against my skin. I leaned against his arm knowing that he would hold me.
He slowed his fingers until the waves settled into nothing but a languid satisfaction that settled over me in a haze.
“Not yet, my Luna.” He helped me stand on my own two feet, “I want the world to see how amazing you are.” His fingers traced my silhouette, igniting me again chasing away the warm sleepiness I felt.
“I want the world to see what is mine,” He places a kiss on my shoulder, “And what they can’t have,” He moved his mouth to my other shoulder.
He grasped my wasit, t.hrusting me forward. M n*ippl*es met the cool window and I g.asped at the s.ensation.
“I want to show the world that you are mine, and I need them to see how beautiful you look when I make you c.um on my d*ic*k,” His breath fanned over my neck eliciting goosebumps, but his words sent waves of pleasure through me.
“I need them to see what they will never have, and I need them to see what only I will be able to do to you.”
“O-okay,” I think I said. I was wide awake now, but my brain was clouded with l*us*t.
He rested his chin on my shoulder, “If that’s okay with you,” His voice was, more uncertain, sincere.
I nodded, “Yes,” I croaked.
Whatever he wanted at this moment, I wanted.
His possessiveness lit me up in a way that was claiming yet secure.
We owned each other because we gave each other to this bond. The bond that we created past what fate or destiny or The Moon Goddess decided for us. We chose each other.
He didn’t own me and I didn’t own him.
We both succumbed to the mutual bond that was us.
I would willingly do things for him because I trusted him, and that trust, this bond, it was freeing.
“Anything you want,” I whispered.
With those words, I didn’t submit to him. I didn’t give anything away to him, I just dove deeper into our needs, what we wanted from each other.
More than that, I wanted Caspien to f*uc*k me in front of anyone that wanted to watch. I never thought about the audience anyway, just him. And if they could see how well he f*uc*ked me, how hard he made me o*rgas*m, that made me excited in ways I didn’t realize.
A deep growl of appreciation rumbled through his chest and ignited sparks through me straight to my c.ore.
His hands dipped below my underwear, ripping them off. His body pressed me to flush against the window, and I reached out to steady myself.
“Hands up,” He wrapped his hands around my wrists and put them above me on the window. I smiled, thinking of the smudges there tomorrow.
He stepped away, but I felt his presence behind me. I chewed my lip as I studied the vast expanse of the city beneath me, the city that belonged to me now.
Caspiens pack, my pack.
He stepped back to me, his palms encircling my waist, his b.are e.rection pressed up to my back, warm and s.tiff.
“Legs wider, Willa.” His voice rumbled, and I obliged, shutting my eyes waiting for him.
His tip b.rushed against my opening. I sighed with anticipation and want. He used my wetness to coat himself before he settled at my opening, pushing slightly in.
I held my breath as he slowly entered me, filling me completely. I spread open for him, tightening against his l.ength. It was everything that I needed, and I took a deep breath memorizing the absolute rightness.
I tried to grab something once he settled deep inside me, but all I had was the half-fogged window where my finger prints made marks.
I was completely at his mercy, I could go nowhere, do nothing, and I loved it.
I felt my insides start to tighten and curl. The primal instinct deep within me started to coil.
Caspien g.roaned as he pushed into me one more time, pushing further with his hips until I cried out before almost pulling out completely.
“Look at your city Willa. This is your pack, our pack.” He said before bottoming out in me again.
I m.aoned as he pushed into me. His hands came next to mine, his legs propped mine open, widening them further for him.
I tried to look at the twinkling light below and above us, but with every t.hrust but my breath fogged up the glass, inhibiting my view.
“You are mine,” He growled. The windows shook under my n*ippl*es, rippling p.leasure through me.
I was winding up to the point of no comprehension.
He took a step back, removing one hand to dig into my hip and pull it back for him, adjusting my opening for him.
I tried to claw at the window as he entered me deeper than before. His other hand grabbed mine and pushed it against the window in a way that might have been painful, but I was so consumed by p.leasure I wanted more.
“Willa,” He grunted.
“Please,” I answered.
He t.hurst back into me, holding onto my hand and my hips, keeping me in place, or else I would have buckled under him. Everything inside of me twisted and curled tight, too tight, and with one final long t.hrust I e.xploded.
I clenched around my mate, pouring myself into him, sharing the euphoria he brought me to, and he found his p.leasure in me almost instantly after.
“Willa.” He cried.
I opened my mouth, but only a string of jumbles and half-formed words came out as my p.leasure pulsed through me from when Caspien met me with his final t.husts.
He stilled inside of me, his hands slackening, and his forehead hung on my back.
We both took time to catch out breath.
“So much for the world seeing,” I looked back at him, and he glanced up at the fogged glass.
Caspien smiled at me, “We’re going to have to fix that,” He was still breathing hard, his midnight hair plastered to his face. He looked young and unencumbered. It was rare to see him look anywhere near his age.
I smiled widely at him, and when he inhaled as he pulled out.
I turned and grabbed his cheeks in my hands and gave him a hard kiss.
“I love you,” I reminded him, “All of you, everything you are, everything you’re not, who you were, and everything you are going to become.”
He swallowed, and his eyes glistened. A long moment later, he took my chin in his grasp.
“You are everything,” He breathed, and I settled into the love and security that was my mate.
I nodded, savoring his words and closing my eyes. As soon as I did, the tiredness that Caspien’s and my desire held at bay overcame me.
“Let’s go to bed,” He pulled me into the bed and his arms as the last light of stars twinkled through the foggy windows behind us, “Princess,” He murmured into my hair.
I nodded, settling into his broad chest. His arms wrapped around me, and his scent dragged me into a comfortable sleep.