Accidentally Became Luna

ABL 58: Vulgar

I stared at Miall, surprised at what he just said to me. What was going on? He seemed flushed, and his eyes seemed crazy with desire and hunger.

"What?" I whispered, and he smirked, pressing his lips on my neck, hiking my dress up as he pulled my leg up to his waist. This man was freaky; I liked it!

"Touch your mate, Amanah," he groaned as he pressed himself against me, inducing a gasp from me.

"What's going on with you today?" I asked again, pulling his head away from my neck; his eyes glowed as he stared at me in desperation.

"I'm in heat," he whispered as he took my hand from his face and pressed it against his chest; out of embarrassment, I turned my head away, not able to look at him.

Oh.

"Isn't that a thing for just women?" I asked, still not looking at him. My hand slid down his chest, feeling his hard, chiselled muscles under the pads of my fingers.

FINALLY! I was going to get laid.

"I'm a Lycan, so it's not just a woman thing," he breathed out as he lifted my leg and pressed his lips on my calf. I flexed my foot in response to the unexpected kiss.

I had no idea I was that flexible; how exciting.

"So, is this your first time? In heat?" I pressed my other foot against his chest; Miall stared at my foot as it copied my hand's actions from before.

"No."

I hummed as we both watched my foot go down to his shorts' waistband. My toes danced around the band, dipping slightly as I looked him in the eye.

"So, does that mean you acted this way with another woman?" I asked, raising my eyebrows and pushing my foot further into his shorts.

Miall's body shuddered as my foot made contact with his dick; advice: never try to make out how ample a man's appendage is with just your foot. He was big.

"No, never," he shook his head, and I rubbed my foot against his dick, and he hissed, throwing his head back. Oh, how much I loved this view. Of him waiting on me to give him the pleasure he so desperately needed.

I was no different; his soft, guttural voice had its effects on me, and I wanted him just as much.

"Promise?" He nodded quickly, and I smiled, removing my foot from his shorts and spreading my legs. "What do you want to do to your mate?"

His eyes were fixed on what was between my legs; he sat on his knees as he spread my legs even wider. Gulping, he reached out his hand and right before he touched me, I closed my legs, trapping his hand.

Just that one touch was enough to unravel me; it had been so long!

"You didn't answer me," I smiled, and he looked at me for a second before dropping his eyes to where his hand was trapped. He flexed his fingers, and I squeezed my thighs together, and he bit his lips as his eyes met mine.

So ablaze with passion, I loved it.

"I want to taste you," he said, prying my legs open with his trapped hand, proving to me that I was powerless against him.

"Then eat," I said breathlessly as I watched him bend so he could be levelled with my wet centre.

Miall settled between my thighs and put my legs over his shoulders. He looked at me with a mischievous glint in his eyes and stuck out his tongue, swiping it from my entrance right to my clit; an unattractive mewl left my lips as my hands grabbed his head.

Miall chuckled and continued with his much-wanted attack on me, and I revelled in the pleasure, sighing in need; it was finally happening with no interruptions this time.