Megan's POV
Even though he spoke in a whisper, I could clearly hear him, as if my ears were particularly sensitive to his speech. His warm breath touches my face as his softly whispered words move the air in front of me. Once again, I could taste him on my lips and practically taste the strength and masculinity he had. He tenderly cupped my head in his broad hands, as if he was afraid of hurting me if he squeezed me any harder. His warmth flowed into me, and as our flesh touched, sparks flew.
His beard tickled my hands as I raised my other hand to lay it on his face. I stroked them over his face and down to his neck before grabbing hold of them behind his back and yanking him into me. His trembling under my touch and the goosebumps that had now appeared on the back of his neck were both palpable to me. His fingers brushed my hair back so it sat behind my ear as it proceeded from my cheek to my hair. When I saw the concentrated look he was giving me, warmth began to build in my belly and spread throughout the rest of my body. He grinned back at me when I nodded in agreement.
The hand in my hair slid to rest on the base of my spine after trailing down my side. His enormous hand almost covered my whole lower back, his fingers spreading out and splaying out. He pressed me up against his body, pushing into my back. With each breath and motion he made, they could feel the planes of his chest and the solid muscles vibrating with force. His body's ridges and firm muscles gave away his strength and power, yet he was very gentle with me.
He then lowered his head and placed his own lips on mine. I had no idea that we shared such a slow and passionate pace. His hands were rough from hard labor, but his lips were soft and silky. My own was enclosed, and they pushed me to move against his, reacting to him. Although it didn't survive long, it had a significant influence. I wanted more and started wailing like a wolf as he drew back and laid his forehead on mine. He was moving slowly out of consideration for me, but I needed and wanted more. I leaned forward, pulled his face down, and reunited our lips. I was able to touch his head since I was standing on the tip of my toes. By leaning on him more, I allowed him to support my weight.
He remained motionless at first, but after a little while, he started to move. He shifted his hands from gripping my shoulders to grabbing my hips, drawing me further closer to him. He grabbed charge of the kiss quite soon, but I didn't object at all. This kiss appeared to have even more intensity if that were even possible, and it brought us closer together than before. Both of us were panting and out of breath as our lips parted again, but we didn't care. We reconnected after quickly breathing in and out. The feeling in my tummy got hotter and more intense as I felt his tongue touch my lip. He softly bit my lip as he roared. When I could no longer hold back my gasp and felt his tongue gently slide inside my lips, I silently moaned.
"Eh, hem." When someone excused themselves, I retreated right away. After grunting, Jason put his forehead on my shoulder. When I realized that the two persons at the end of the hallway were aware of what was occurring, my face began to burn hotter than my stomach.
"Alpha I apologize for interrupting, Jason. An ebony-skinned guy said with a smile on his face. Alpha Ryland is expecting you, she says.
I appreciate it, Beta. Jason let out a grunt without trying to raise his head. The Beta of the other pack vanished back down the stairs as I watched. One person was left.
"Jason." Her eyes were flaming, and she had a furious look. "We've been waiting downstairs for far too long." When her eyes met mine, the intensity behind them got more intense.
Lucy, I believe Beta Simon made it pretty clear. Definitely not necessary was your presence here. She stomped back down the steps after turning around and huffing. Jason raised his head after she left and gave me a direct stare.
I said, "Thank you." Before going downstairs, he gave me a delicate forehead kiss and a whisper. My lips were slightly grinning, still tingling from the sensation of his lips on mine. I sneaked entered the bedroom after opening the door.
Jason's POV
Everyone in the dining room looked at me as I entered.
It is "about time." Ryland laughed out loud. "Finally getting some action?" My guys chuckled as I felt a flush come to my cheeks.
Oh, stop talking. I grinned at him while rolling my eyes at him. Ryland was seated across from me as I made my way to the vacant chair at the head of the table.
Have you ever noticed that our fictitious Luna never attends any of these? Lucy enquired in an accusatory manner. My knuckles became white as I held onto the chair's arms firmly, and the wood under my fingertips began to break.
That is not a matter for you. I made an effort to moderate my voice. However, I told her not to come, if you must know. She is already under a lot of stress due to this, and I don't want her health to deteriorate more.
These are about her, I suppose. She is to blame for the catastrophe as a whole. She responded with a sasse. As a pack member challenging their superior authority, my wolf became enraged.
"If that's what you believe, feel free to go. You have officially lost your position as a top female warrior. Your Luna will rule from this point forth.
With her cheeks getting scarlet, Lucy said, "But-"
The phrase "No buts." I interrupted her. "You have been fired. You may attend tomorrow's training session, but you won't be participating in the race.
Quickly getting out of her chair, "Fine" did so with a loud scraping of her legs on the floor. You can only wait and watch. She is not who she believes herself to be. As she rushed out of the room, she scoffed.