The Secrets of a Luna

Chapter Fifty-Seven: The Wolves Come to Play

Evelyn:

An eager Theros knocked on the door with their daughter, the pale moonlight bathing his simple black suit. A car seat hung off of his arm, Flynn cooing at the sight of him. Feeling a bit bloated, the sweatshirt dress clung to my bump. The damn thing was growing faster than I had expected, Hudson kissing it every second he could. Letting him in, Latia rushed down with Lacy. Today was special, Theros insisting that we have the first official play date. Scanning me, his free hand rested on my bump

"You don't take a break, do you?" He joked with a wicked grin, Flynn reaching for him. "Are you excited to see your uncle? He is fucking adorable." Smiling to himself, the car seat made a soft thud as he set it down. Taking out Ruby, her hair had grown past her shoulders. Her ruby eyes glittered in my direction, her frilly black dress reminded me of a doll. Fussing with Flynn's fluff of hair, his wolf pajamas seemed under dressed for the moment. Lacy's emerald eyes glittered with excitement at the sight of another friend, Flynn grinning ear to ear. Rubbing my bump, a rush of joy poured through me. Hudsy skidded down the stairs with Jarod, Diamond coming in with the baby bag. Waving at her, her waves hung perfectly around her face. Her perfect smile only made her prettier than me, her lace cocktail dress hugged her perfect figure. Raven poked her head over the railing, the look in her eyes begging for an invitation. Passing Flynn to Hudsy, concern darkened her eyes.

"Future mothers can come too." I announced jovially, really wanting to change. "I will be right back." Running upstairs, I skidded into the bedroom. Shifting through my closet, the nicest thing I owned was an emerald sweater with a black leather skirt hanging off of it. Peeling off the sweatshirt dress, I told Theros to dress down. Mumbling to myself, my fingers gripped the leather skirt. Tugging it on, the zipper wouldn't budge. How was my bump this big already? Falling onto my bed, Hudsy poked his head in. Watching the skirt slide down my legs, his hand covered his mouth. Walking casually to his side of the closet, he pulled out a box.

"I kind of knew that they would show up dressed to the nines, so I got you this." He beamed proudly, setting it down in front of me. "Go on, open it! I hope you like it." Ripping the top off, scarlet burned my cheeks. A leather strap teddy taunted me, the size proving to be mine. Lifting it in the air, my eyes examined it. Pinning me to the bed, my heart fluttered. His lips kissed mine passionately, his hands running up my thigh. Biting my ear, a small gasp escaped my lips. Sliding his fingers into me, they danced around my swollen clit. Covering my mouth with his other hand, his fangs grazed the nape of my neck.

"I want you so bad right now. I want you to be a good girl and wear that underneath your new dress.'' He growled huskily in my ear, pulling back suddenly. "I will see you downstairs." Leaving me to stew in what just happened, this side of him turning me on. Tugging on the teddy, a deeper crimson colored my cheek at the lack of a bottom. Pulling a silky emerald dress out, the bell sleeves pleased me. Throwing it on, the deep v-neck exposed the leather straps. My impressive cleavage stood out, the skirt emphasized my bump. Remembering how he taunted me, my hands ran up my thigh. Getting so wet, my juices began to drip down my leg. Theros called up to me to see if I was okay. My inner wolf begged to take him, my head shaking. Cleaning myself up, a triumphant Hudsy waited for me at the bottom of the stairs. Sending Theros away, a moment of awkwardness hung between them.

"We are going to get the drinks." He assured him briskly, his fuck me eyes meeting me. "Won't we, Evie?" Nodding with a stammering answer, this side of him is causing me to lust so damn hard right now. Guiding me to the kitchen, he pinned me against the wall. Pressing his muscular body against mine, small gasps flooded from my lips. His wolf wanted me as well, his hand slowly moving up my thigh. Lifting my leg up, his lips locked with mine hungrily. Releasing me from his spell, his fingers dancing into me.