A/N: Please be warned that this chapter is ENTIRELY smut. If that's not your thing, I respect that and please don't read. If that is your thing, cool, let's be friends!
"Just ignore them," he urged her, kissing tenderly up her neck toward her jaw. "Try to forget that they're even here, Rain."
Doing so would be so much easier said than done. Because she knew something that Ryan did not, that only their Alpha also knew – she was no longer a virgin. She had been taken roughly, her maidenhood bled away the night previous. Now he sat in the corner of the small bungalow, on the plush sofa, with his Luna sitting in his lap and watching the pair hungrily. The look on his handsome, rugged face was stony, one that belied no emotion. Oblivious, Amara seemed to slowly gyrate on his crotch as best as she could move in her present state of pregnancy, though this seemed to neither soothe his mood nor irritate it; she moved, and he barely flinched.
"Do they have to watch?" Rain whispered, unable to lose herself in his touch with their audience present. She tried to hide herself behind Ryan's body, so as not to be on display for the other couple. She had said her piece, spoken her scripted lines to accept her mating with the Beta, swear fealty to his pack, and all that other bullshit that seemed so medieval. Why couldn't she now be left in peace, and how was she supposed to enjoy anything with those intense brown eyes staring straight through her soul?
Ryan shrugged, allowing her to flinch into him. "It's tradition that our Alpha and his Luna witness the mating of each pairing in our pack." He spoke the words fluidly, as if he had been forced to memorize them verbatim from some text. She didn't hold this against him, but it also provided her no relief from those prying, murderous irises across the room.
She decided to try and focus on her mate's eyes instead, rather than their two onlookers, because hiding wasn't exactly going to work. Yet, she was still unamused. "But it's voyeurism," she spat with annoyance. "Nothing more. There's absolutely no reason that they have to witness this."
Ryan wiggled his eyebrows playfully at her words. "Isn't that kind of hot, though? Just think, they're going to watch me sink my hard cock into you for the very first time in your life."
"He's your brother," she chided him, continuing to hide her face in his chest.
He smirked. "Technically, he's my half-brother," he amended. "We have the same father but different mothers."
Rain had not known this fact. She wrapped her arms around his waist as he leaned in closer then and began to place gentle kisses across her face. When their lips met, she felt a jolt of electric, a lightning bolt that traveled from the sensitive nerve-endings of her lips straight through her heart and deep into her core. The sensation was arousing and awkward, and she lost herself in the caress of his kiss. When his tongue soon searched for entrance into the sacred cavern of her mouth, she allowed him inside immediately, sucking him down and pressing their bodies together passionately. This all brought a deep growl from inside the depths of his chest, and he snaked an arm behind her neck to press her even closer.
When he pulled back for a breath, his smirk widened further. "Imagine how horrible it was for them when Chris had to mate Amara for the very first time in front of our father."
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Werewolf[Ongoing Serial Novel][Werewolf] [MIW] In our world, for every female pup born there were five very eager and wanton males waiting for her to turn of age. Some packs considered their females to be ripe at sixteen, but my great-grandfather had establ...
