"Mate," I whisper under my breath.
"Thank the goddess, I wasn't sure how long I could keep this up," Adam says, a look of relief flushing his face and reddening his cheeks.
For a while I don't say anything, I just stare. Stare at the beauty of a boy I've known for 22 years but revel in the hotness of my mate I'm meeting now.
A flurry of emotions swell within me, happiness that Adam's my mate, relief to have found him, fear because he's an Alpha which means I'm his Luna but mostly guilt. Overwhelming guilt that while Adam believes that I've only ever been with him, I was also with his brother. Guilt that while he'd waited 5 years for me to finish school just to be with me that last night I was out getting finger fucked by his brother... his twin brother. Gut retching nausea hits me and the urge to throw up hits me like a wave. I sprint to the nearest bathroom I know of down the hall, while Adam trails behinds me, and stick my head in the toilet seat not even realising that the shower's running.
Raphael was right, I'm a whore. I should've waited for my mate, Adam should've been all my firsts. The projectile vomiting in the toilets proves that as the instant karma hits me. Adam kneels by my side, scooping my wild, curly hair out of my face so I'm not sick on it. He just sits there, next to me, staring. He must think I'm insane, that the thought of being his mate makes me sick, and it does but not for the reasons he may think.
The sound of the shower suddenly comes to a haunt and I hear footsteps.
"You okay Peaches?"
I look up from my new home, the toilet bowl, and see a very wet, very naked Raphael standing with nothing but a towel on his very wet very naked body. The insides of my thighs become wet and I immediately feel guilty knowing everyone the room could probably smell my arousal and immediately turned back to the toilet and began vomiting again. To make matters worse he called me Peaches. PEACHES. You know why the twins call me Peaches...
-5 years ago-
Raphael places kisses on my thighs as he finishes eating me out in the kitchen of the pack house for anyone to see. The thought of getting caught was terrifying but exhilarating. He kisses me on the mouth, his lips still taste like my cum.
"Is that what I taste like?" I say, licking my lips in curiosity.
"Yes, you taste sweet like...peaches." He says stroking my cheek.
"Funny," I say irritated as to me it's clear I don't taste like peaches.
"I'm serious, I think I'm gonna start calling you Peaches from now on so you'll always think about me tasting your cum." He says that to my face and walks to the other side of the kitchen. Suddenly, Adam walks in after his run, sweat pouring down his face and I try my best to act nonchalant.
"Hey guys what you up to?" He asks with his usual Adam smile.
"Nothing Peaches and I were just tryna decide what to have for lunch." As Raph leaves the kitchen Adam walked over to me and stood next to me. His hand travelling down my back and onto my ass. He whispered in my ear "I can think of something I'd like for lunch, and it tastes like peaches."
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Peaches is just a forever reminder of what a terrible person I am. I deserve to vomit into this toilet. I deserve sickness. When I finally think the gagging stopped I sit up from the toilet feeling even more grimey than I did before if it's possible.
"You feeling better peaches?" Adam looks at me. He's sitting next to me on the floor, his eyes full of concern and his fingers in my hair stroking my scalp.
"Yeah I think all the fluids are out."
Suddenly my nose feels sticky and snotty. I try to wipe it on my hand but when I look at it my hand's covered in blood.
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Peaches
Kurt Adam*MATURE CONTENT* Reine finally returns to her pack after four years of being away. Four years of learning, maturing and growing into the woman she became. However, upon her return, she's faced with two men. The two men she's been running from those...
