Surprise[Unedited]

Three

Many house maidens dressed me in a glorious red lingerie bedding gown and pornstaralized my make up before the my parents and the Royals walked me in a white robe to the bedding chambers.

"Don't be nervous darling," my mother's smile was plastered on her face as she touched my shoulder. "It'll only hurt for a second, besides, it's Tucker. He loves you and he'll be careful."

"I know he's my mate and all but, sex with your brother?" I questioned, my assurance gone as we stood in front of the chamber door.

"It's okay sweetie," my father spoke up. "The Goddess wants this, so appreciate it." My father’s tone was light, but I could tell he was trying not to think about it; avoiding a scarring disturbance.

"He's right," the King added.

"Just pretend he's not your brother," the Queen smiled as she and the maidens opened the chamber door.

The room was full of dark mahogany and cremè colors. I panicked as I saw Tuck with his face in his hands sitting on the bed, facing away from the door. The group shoved me in the room and locked the door behind me.

"You're my sister," Tuck mumbled after a few awkward moments.

"We can't help the fact this is our future," I said.

"But we can pretend," he turned to me and he struggled to fight his wolf- it was quite obvious.

"No we can't," I stated.

"He's not my brother.

He's not my brother.

He's not my brother." I said in my mind.

"He's a lover.

He's a lover."

"He's a lover," I accidentally said aloud.

"What?" He questioned.

"Forget I'm your sister," I smile. "Imagine me as a lover."

"What!?" He exclaimed. "You're my sister!!"

"Would 'a sister' do this?" I asked before taking a deep breath and dropping my robe.

"Clau!" He rushed over and bent down to pick up the robe. As he came back up, my wolf could tell he caught a whiff of my womanhood. He stood, body rigged before covering me again.

I dropped the robe again and leapt up, hooking my legs around his waist and I captured his lips with mine. He resisted but I felt him finally give after my hips grinded into him.

His hands slid up my thighs and gripped my butt as he pulled me closer, my chest nearly against his as our lips moved together. A deep, alpha like growl erupted from his chest and he tossed me on the bed, wedging himself between my legs as I landed on my back. With one hand, he held my arms above my head as his lips trailed down my jaw and to my neck, leaving trails of pleasurable tingles behind.

"You seemed so upset earlier.. Why are you finally giving in?" I asked, arching up a little.

"If I didn't deny you I would've taken you then and there and NO ONE can see you like that! You're MINE Claudia! MINE!! MINE!!" he growled making my wolf pur in delight. My hips bucked up just right to grind against his bothered manhood.

"I'm yours, I'm yours," I cooed. "Only yours."

"Mine," he whispered softly before he dug his sharp canines into the tender skin of my neck.

I whimpered as pain exploded from the bite, but then he began to suckle, nip, lick and kiss the wound. It was the most amazing feeling that I could muster and soon my breaths became short with a hint of breathy moans. He groaned and rubbed against me and I started to ache to be touched.