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Remus praised Luna as he took his time undressing her, ensuring by the time she was bare for him, she was a whimpering mess, but that's how he liked her.
Desperate. Needy. All for him.
"My little rabbit looks so sweet, but that’s not true, is it? No, of course not. She's a greedy little slut isn't she?" Her whines were music to his ears as he circled her spot on the floor. He loved her like this the most, on her knees with an ache between her legs that only he–her mate could fill, and he would fill her, over and over again until it took. Until she was swollen with his pups, she’d give him a whole litter if it was up to him, but he knew she would do anything he asked of her in this state.
“You’re listening so well, pretty girl, sitting so nicely just how your mate asked of you, ruining our hardwood floors with your dripping cunt. Don’t worry, baby, I won’t waste a drop of you.”
He spoke to her in a tone that made her body tremble. Relishing in the way her body responded to the sting of him snapping her garter belt straps against her delicate skin. He loved marking her porcelain skin, seeing indications of him all over her body—she belonged to him, and he ensured everyone knew. If it wasn’t his scent covering her inside and out, the silvery scar shone against her porcelain skin.
He was dizzy from her scent; the air was thick with her arousal, and he knew he would go into a rut soon, so he needed to act quickly if he wanted to continue his slow undressing of her. Pulling the cups down of the flimsy bra she had on, revealing pale pink nipples, visions of him drinking from her as she rode him flashed through his mind as he nipped and sucked on one and squeezed the other, the sounds of her cries echoing through their home. Stopping his ministrations and rising back to his full stance, he towered over her tiny frame. He noticed her pink tongue licking her lips as she looked up at him through hooded eyes.
“Do you need something to occupy your mouth, sweet girl?” A growl escaped his mouth as she whined and nodded her head. He had trained her well. “Okay, little rabbit, you’re going to take out my cock and get it nice and wet, and if you are a good girl and refrain from touching yourself, I’ll lick your pussy clean before I knot you in our bed. Can you do that for me, baby?”
She nodded frantically–he could hardly hear her response over her whines.
How could he tell her no when she asked so prettily? He loved seeing her desperate for him, knowing only he could make her feel this way—that he was the only one who had ever seen her like this.
“One more question, and then I’ll let you take me out. What do you want me to give you tonight, sweet girl?”
He could see her body shaking. Taking her face into his hands, he asked her in a softer tone, “Use your words, little rabbit. I’ll give you anything you want; you only need to ask.” He kissed her cheeks as he ran his hands down her arms, soothing her as she nuzzled her face into his scent.
A mischievous grin spread across her cheek, and oh, how he loved that smile. She turned her head slightly to kiss his hand while placing her hands over his. He’d allow this lapse in restraint to slide. This was a big night for both of them.
She was flushed, her eyes glossy—beautiful.
Even knowing what tonight was about couldn’t have prepared him for the words that came out of her mouth.
“I want you to fill me up so much that everyone will see that I am yours.” She was panting as she sat on her heels, spreading her knees wider, giving him an unobstructed few of her swollen cunt. With a moan, she continued her plea, “ I want them to watch my body change as I carry our pups. I want you to tell them that I begged for it. I want you to breed me, Moony, breed your mate.”
Without a second's hesitation, he scooped her up and ran up the stairs, plans tossed to the side as she giggled in his embrace. He had a job to do and all night to fulfil his mate’s request.