I quickly got on Amoux's lap and lavished his tasty lips; Amoux immediately answered my kiss with the same intensity I was giving. I felt Amoux's cock harden, and he groaned when I moved my hips slowly.
Amoux stopped kissing me and started licking my neck, my cold spot, which made me moan so loud. It's too hot, and I wanted him to fuck me. It's been months, but I missed his touch.
Am I selfish that I want him so badly? Am I greedy that I will think about myself? First? I want to be with him; I want him so badly.
I moved my head to give Amoux more access to my neck. He licked and sucked it, and I felt a thousand volts enter my body. My wolf became excited that we could finally have a chance to be with our mate. She was howling so loud and was pressuring me to take Amoux quickly.
“Ah— Leah!” Amoux moaned, then lifted me. He put me on the bed and went to the door to lock it. I felt complete in my core, and my undergarment was too wet.
“Fuck, I like your horny smell. I miss your pussy, Leah.” Amoux whispered and slowly licked my earlobe, making my body tremble in lust. Amoux spread my legs and lay on my top. He attacked my lips, and he gradually deepened his hardened cock, which made my wolf crazy in excitement.
Amoux gently massaged my tits as he inserted his hands into my shirt. He even pinched my nipples, and I groaned too much for the pleasure that he was giving me.
“L-Leah, please accept me. I will do everything for you,” Amoux mumbled; he removed my clothes and bra as he sucked and licked my nipple.
“Ahh– fuck, Amoux!” I watched Amoux as he licked my nipple; he was looking at me intently, too, while he was licking it in a seducing way. He sucked it, so I pushed his head, even more to make him know that I wanted him to continue what he was doing.
He freed my nipple, then took off the pants that I was wearing. He didn't even waste a chance to take off my panties too. He touched my core, so I spread my legs more expansively, so he could see how wet I was.
“Ohh, Leah! You're too wet for me; I wanted to lick you.”
“Lick me all you want. I wanted to explode while I was on your face.” Amoux smirked, letting me witness how he inserted his one finger into my core. He was stroking it in a slow manner which made me bite my lips with so much pleasure. He even made a circular motion and his stroke deep, and I felt him touching my G-spot.
“Fuck, Amoux!” I massaged my breast and even pinched my nipple. Amoux chuckled, but I saw his eyes were sharp while giving me an intense stare.
“Do you like what I am doing in your body? How was it?” Amoux inserted another finger, and I saw his tongue licking my clitoris. He even sucked it at the same time when he was penetrating his magical fingers.
“Answer it!” I loved how dominant Amoux was in me. He spanks my butt, which makes me howl like fucking slut who was celibate for fucking ten years. I grabbed his head, then pushed him into my vagina, and Amoux didn't waste a chance, so he liked it as if it was the best food he ever ate.
“Y-Yes, Amoux!” I grunted when I felt something was about to explode. Oh, I miss this feeling; I really miss fucked with Amoux.
“Ohhh. Man! Don't stop, please; I want you to taste my release.” Amoux fulfilled what I wanted, and I found myself trembling in satisfaction, and Amoux held my hips so he couldn't waste tasting my juices.
“Shit! I miss you so much, Leah. I miss your taste.” Amoux's voice cracked, and my heart melted when I saw a small fluid of tears falling on his cheek.
“Amoux, why are you crying?” Amoux removed his pants, I saw his cock sprang free, so I held it. Amoux closed his eyes, but I saw him crying and silently sobbing like a child.
“Are you crying because I was forcing you to do this?” I was hurt when I asked him; gripped his cocked tight, and he moaned.
“No, I hope this isn't a dream, Leah.” Amoux positioned his cock in my hole and slowly pushed it to enter my core. I inserted my hands into his shirt so I could pinch his nipple. He groaned, and his eyes darkened.
“Ohh, fuck, I like it. Pinch my nipple, more babe.” Amoux removed his clothes, and I saw his pinkish nipple, he put my legs on his shoulder, and when he started fucking me cruelly, I gently bit his nipple, making him stroke his cock too deep in my core.
“Shit! Fuck,” I groaned, then moved my hips to meet Amoux's thrust. We're both whimpering, and I know that if Almera were outside right now, she would be hysterical.
“Ahh, Amoux! Fuck me, please I want more.” I felt my wolf wanted to take over me, and I saw in Amoux eyes that my eyes had reddened. Without removing his cock, Amoux turned me and bent me like a dog-style position.
The bed was shaking by his thrust, and he slapped my freaking ass while he was pounding his member inside of me.
“Shit! Leah, I love you so much. Fuck shit! Your hole was too hot!” I exploded when I heard him say that; Amoux slapped my butt again and gently rubbed my clitoris while fucking me.
“Shit! You will carry my pup, Leah! You will be the mother of my child.” Amoux suddenly explodes without informing me. He was gasping, and his breathing was too violent. But, even though he finally came, he still poked my core as if he wanted me so bad.
After several rounds and different positions, Amoux and I stopped fucking each other. We even bathed at the same time as regular mates did.
“I know they all know what we were doing,” Amoux says; he tools his miniature perfume inside his pocket and then sprays it. After a minute, he unlocked the door; he was happy that he cuddled me.
“Amoux, I don't want your father to discover you were here.” Amoux embraced me so right; he even planted a soft kiss on my head.
“I want him to know that you're my mate, Leah. I don't understand how I assumed Anaya was my mate; I can't remember everything.”
“Amoux—-”
“I know that I killed your friends, and thinking about it makes me feel ashamed of myself. Leah, I don't want to defend myself because I was wrong to do that when I did. If everything goes right, can you promise you will give me a chance to prove myself? To prove that my intentions were clear.”
I sighed, and my heart was pumping so fast. Why did I feel that everything would be wrong? Liked in the end; Amoux and I weren't like this. His family hated my kind; they hated so much that the healers.
“I can promise you that, Amoux. But I want to make everything right, especially my pack.” Amoux smiled and kissed me on my lips. We both stopped when we heard a repeated knock on the door. Amoux groaned in annoyance, but he moved away from me.
Damon walked into the room, and he raised his eyebrow at us. He stopped himself from smirking, but he failed when his lips twitched. I thought Alpha Brandon went to his pack, but he came into the room too, but his face was blank, and he avoided his gaze on me.
Damon hid his lips using his hand, then coughed, clearing his throat. I know he wanted to tease Amoux, but he couldn't do that because I was here.
“Amoux, we should go home. I don't want the Lycan to notice that we aren't there.” Damon says. Amoux nodded and turned his gaze on me. He sighed like he didn't want me to leave the hospital but didn't have a choice.
Damon and Amoux said goodbyes before they went out in the Red Moon Pack; while Alpha Brandon was standing behind the window, he was silent and kept avoiding me.
He sighed so many times, and it bothered me that he was acting like this. I felt guilty that maybe it was because of me. I became careless about what I did.
“Alpha Brandon,” I called his name, but he didn't even look at me. I know he heard me because I saw him clenching his fist. I don't know why my heart aches when I think Alpha Brandon was hurting because of me.
“I apologize for what I did.” My conscience keeps hitting me. Alpha Brandon swiveled his gaze on me, but his face was severe.
“You don't need to feel sorry for what you did, Leah. You're destined for Amoux, so I understand, but—” He stopped, and I felt his eyes were full of sorrow. “But, I was deeply hurt. I know that I didn't need to react like this. I am not your mate, and I wished the Moon Goddess I was your mate. It hurts me that I know you will choose Amoux.”
“I'm sorry for reacting like this, but I will keep supporting you, even if you won't ask for my help. And I hope that Amoux will choose you rather than the throne.” He added; Alpha Brandon walked closer to the bed and held my hand. I close my eyes when he massages it. Alpha Brandon's future wife was lucky to have him.
“I will love you; I won't stop loving you even though I know you can't be mine.”
“Promise me one thing, Leah, that you will be happy with Amoux.” I was hesitant to answer it because I knew that the Lycan would do everything to make Amoux would not be mine. But, to make Alpha Brandon remove his worry about me, I nodded at him.
Alpha Brandon didn't leave me because my Betas wasn't around, and I couldn't stop staring at him for a long time. He was sleeping on the couch, and his height was the tallest on the couch height. I know he wasn't uncomfortable, but he didn't want to sleep beside me.
I grabbed the book that my ancestor wrote. And I quickly read it, my ancestors knew there was a disease that the hunters used to murder the healers, but they didn't know what it was and how the healers would get it without even noticing it.
I was disappointed, for I thought my questions would finally be answered, but it's not. I took Richelle's book, and my eyes moistened as I remembered how she looked whenever she held this. The book was glowing when I caressed the leaf logo on the cover page.
‘Richelle, what did you write here? Are you a healer too?’
I opened the page, and I saw Richelle's name carved on it; I was dumbfounded when beside Richelle's name was Lycan Hector Sergio's name.
I was anxious because I didn't want to think it was wrong for Richelle that he was Lycan's mistress. But whenever the Lycan visits Richelle's house, they both look formal.
Richelle and Hector Sergio.
I was hesitant to read this; what if this is Richelle's journal? Even though she was dead, I wanted to give her privacy.
My mother was teaching me how to use herbs; I don't know what's the use of this. She said I couldn't use my healing abilities because healers were haunted by all the werewolves and hunters in the world. I went to the forest to get some rest, so I could complain about how strict my mother was. I didn't understand why my mother was doing this, as if she was scared someone might murder me.
Does she think that I am too weak to defend myself? I am a remarkable healer. That's what my grandma called me. I didn't want to hurt my mother, so I went out of our house without informing her; of course, she won't let me go out, and I didn't want her to nag at me.
I was walking in the forest when I saw a man lying on the grass. I thought he was dead, but he was breathing, I saw his wounds, and he slowly opened his eyes.
I was astounded when he opened his eyes. Who is this? Based on his outfit, he seems to be a Royal.
“Who are you?” The man groaned in so much face that I touched his wound. I healed it; he was shocked that his wounds healed faster.
“You're a healer.” He says I was stunned when he moved closer to me.
“Please, don't kill me—”
“And, why would I kill you? You healed me, so I can't kill you. I am not a bad, Miss Gorgeous healer.”
The man that I saved was too funny; I don't know why I felt secure in him, but I know that his intention was pure.
I discovered that the man I saved was Hector Sergio, the younger son of the Lycan King, but he promised to protect me whatever it caused.
Hector, I am happy to meet you, and I hope you will do everything to protect yourself.
Days passed, and Hector always visited me in the forest. We weren't eighteen then, and he was too overprotective of me. He told me that he would be eighteen tomorrow, and he wanted to celebrate his birthday with me, but instead of celebrating his birthday, he went out into me crying that he needed someone to marry. My broke was turn into million pieces after I heard his announcement. And that night, we found out that the Moon Goddess destined us to each other. We are mates.