𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖒𝖔𝖔𝖓𝖘 𝑏𝑢𝑛𝑛𝑦 ˣ 𝑗𝑎𝑐𝑒 ᶰᶳᶠʷ

[Bunny]

 

[Bunny]

○━━━ bright is the moon high in starlight ━━・

Fall had always been her favorite time of the year.. The fact that her birthday fell on Halloween only made it all the sweeter. Slipping from the warmth of her car, Kasia’s breath was visible in little puffs of steam the curl of it vanishing as the door closed solidly behind her. Across the street she could see two familiar faces. Her older brother stood with his back to the brick wall, head turned toward his best friend and Kasia’s crush for as long as she could remember.. Her brother’s sharp profile was on display as they talked. High cheekbones and the elf like ears that arched up along the fade of his haircut. He was oblivious of the girls who passed him, staring openly. He always seemed oblivious of the attention, Kasia mused, a smile curling on her lips as her pale jade eyes shifted to Farkas. His eyes were lowered as the pair spoke, his long white hair loose around his shoulders save for the braid she’d twisted into his soft locks the night before. Stubble dotted his strong jawline and Kasia wondered what it might be like to nuzzle her cheek to his.. Or to feel that scruff as his head dipped between her thighs. Gods, she wanted to know what that felt like, but all her clumsy flirting with her brother’s best friend had seemingly been ignored. He wasn’t cruel, he just seemed oblivious to her attraction. Sighing she pushed her braid over her shoulder, the pink locks bright against the sheer mesh of her dress shirt. The bra she wore underneath on full display. The lace cupped her breasts stark against the pale creaminess of her skin. The thigh bell bottom pants made her legs seem longer than they were, the heels of her boots helping to add to that illusion. Vilkas had gotten all the height in the family, which is why his baby sister was only five feet tall… Today though, was more than just her birthday. Eighteen marked when werewolves fully came into their powers. While her first shift wouldn’t happen for sixteen days, the power that had been looked away in her genetic code was freed now by some sort of magic that none of them understood. It just was. For Kasia, it meant she’d get a tattoo, representing her joining the pack along her neck. All pack members had the tattoo somewhere on their neck. Sia had decided on the left side of her neck and because she was afraid of the needle, the Alpha of the pack and his Beta. Though their titles mattered little, her brother would have been there even if he wasn’t the Alpha of the pack and likely so would have Farkas. Crossing the street, she lifted a hand in greeting. “Hey.” Her smile was bright and cheery and she gave a squeal as strong arms wrapped around her spinning her. “Put me down!” Her laughter was clear in her words as she swatted her brother’s shoulders. Set back down she smoothed her shirt back into place and shook her head, ignoring the glares of the women passing them. When Farkas bent and pressed a kiss to her cheek, she felt her body warm all the way to her toes and then back up to make her cheek glow. Gods he had no idea how she felt.. It was so embarrassing. Clearing her throat she nodded to the door. “Shall we?” her hand linked with her brother’s and she allowed him to pull her into the tattoo shop eagerly. They had all been waiting for the day that she’d officially be pack. The woman behind the counter flashed her a warm smile. Iris was pack and knew how special today was. “Ready chickie?” Exhaling, Sia nodded and gripped Vilkas’ hand tighter. “Baby, if you grip my hand any harder, I might lose it.” He laughed at the sulky look from his little sister and nudged her after Iris. “Can you take off the dress shirt?” Iris’ voice was soothing as she sat down, already ready for the newest member of the pack. Her fingers felt clumsy as she fumbled at the buttons but after a moment the mesh shirt slid off her shoulders leaving her only in the tiny scrap of fabric she called a bra and her jeans. “Don’t be nervous, it will be over before you know it.” Sitting down on the plush leather seat, Sia held her hand to her brother and she felt rather than saw Farkas move behind her. His hands stroked her hair gently and the tension she was feeling slowly faded. Kasia had wanted something that blended into her skin a touch but also stood out. So after talking with Iris, the two had decided on the mark to be in pale gold. Her eyes turned to Vilkas and she bit her lower lip as the needle touched her skin. Her hand tightened and this time her brother said nothing. While it hurt, there was no two ways about it, the pain made her gasp and there was something far from pain in that little sound. Her eyes closed tightly as she felt her brother’s thumb brush over her palm and Farkas’ hands in her hair. Most people knew of her crush on Farkus, even if the man himself was oblivious.. The feelings she had for her big brother were just as strong, but something she knew she could never act on. Incest in stories could maybe be excised, but in real life? Yet with the two men that she fantasized about, holding her hands while her body processed the pain into a sweet aching need, it was hard to not begin to dream up little scenarios of being trapped between them.. ​ ​

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[Lady Jace Beleren]

○━━━ let your wild side out let it roam free ━━・

Being a wolf meant a great many things to both members of the pack and the world at large. Most humans, and other various creatures on the magical side of things, viewed wolves as something more akin to an animal. Saw their need to follow instinct and tradition as something lesser. Most of those same people could not pick a wolf out of a lineup. At least, unless they were an Alpha. Vilkas had been born an Alpha and there was not a single person who could mistake him for anything else. Part of it was the telltale ears, pointed at the ends like some faerie tale creature. That was the mark of a wolf born to be an Alpha. Even with them hidden away, it practically dripped off of him. Wolves felt an instinctive need to follow his orders, were almost under his control if they were a part of his pack. Humans, through some dormant part of their brain, felt it as well. Men looked to him in fear and jealousy without understanding it, women practically drooled over him. Neither really mattered to him. It was never intentional, making them hover and wait for him to speak, simply having such an impossible presence. Only the pack drew the full weight of his attention. And tonight was an important night for the pack. Kasia was turning eighteen, making the full leap into wolf. A new pack member was always a cause for celebration, but this was his little sister. He had been there for her scraped knees and after she split her knuckles knocking out a human girl who called her a mutt. He knew she could be a little bit of a cry baby on occasion, but she had not balked at the tattoo, even if she wanted company. Even if she had asked both himself and Farkas to attend, knowing they would be either way. So, the pair of them waited outside the tattoo shop, pretending that they couldn't hear the women giggling about them, scent the filthy thoughts in their minds. Well, Vilkas was blatantly ignoring them. Farkas gave them the occasional smile when their eyes met. It was as much as the wolf gave to most anyone. Oh, he had been with plenty of women. Women who saw the sweet Beta that he presented and were lured in. Most never called back. The ones who did, who liked what they found, crawled after him until he made it clear it had been a game. He had met Vilkas when they were kids, barely past their first week of school when the connection locked in. Vilkas was the Alpha and Farkas was his Beta, his second in command, his destined brother. The rest of the pack filled in as it would, but the two of them were meant to meet. At least, that was the wolf opinion. It had been a simple three years, the hierarchy of power secondary to two boys who had a best friend for life. Until Kasia had been born. There had been no automatic click, no destined claiming. Just a knowledge that she would be in their pack too, that they would always be together. So, Kasia had grown up with two big brothers. Vilkas, always in charge and watching over them, Farkas smoothing things over when things got too heated. Right up until Vilkas, then Farkas, turned eighteen. After the Alpha had finished his first shift, wolves started to appear all over their lives. Wolves that were just born... normal. They needed a pack, and eventually, they found the two of them. Things had gotten complicated, people had come or gone. Vilkas went straight out into the work force, been scouted to manage projects for companies. He became part book keeper and part police force, with people buckling to his natural authority. Farkas had gone to school, studied business because his Alpha had already been dragged in. Now, they worked as contractors, showed up to fix things when rich people fucked up. It was a fun day job. Both of them went stiff for just a moment when the scent hit them. Kasia was walking across the street and they were both thinking the same thing. Finally. She would be a wolf, a part of the pack. So, Vilkas threw his arms around her and spun her in little circle. When she squealed, he let her go, matching the smile she and Farkas wore. Iris had been in the pack for a few years now. Too late to do their tattoos, but long enough to do the rest of the pack, including her own. Vilkas had gotten his directly on the column of his throat, just under the jaw. When he had picked it, he knew what they would all be. That they were all pack. So, he had chosen the symbol well. Three trees under a crescent moon. Now, it sat on the side of Farkas' neck and before the night was over it would he on Kasia's. The story complete. Granted, they had both gone with dark black ink, clear and visible, a sign of status for them. When she gripped him even harder, Vilkas smirked. "Baby, if you grip my hand any harder, I might lose it." Kasia's sense of fashion was usually something they could both tolerate. She showed skin, but Vilkas was not that kind of Alpha, or that kind of brother. And Farkas, was oblivious. At least, that was what Kasia thought. Both felt the breath catch in their throats. Watched that thin fabric slide of her shoulders. Even while Kasia settled into her chair, Iris was smirking. Oh, they all knew she had a thing for Farkas. They also all knew that Farkas had been going insane for the last year waiting for today. That Vilkas had been doing his best to keep Kasia from loosing heart and giving up. So, when that needle touched skin, Vilkas kept her hand, stroked his thumb over it. Farkas moved behind her, stroking her hair to hide the blatant hunger on his face. He had heard that noise well. "Doesn't seem like you hate it. Can't say I blame you. Today is a big day." Farkas ran a hand down her hair, stroking the braid. He leaned in close to her ear, and purred with a tone that had never come from his mouth before, not around Kasia. It was dark and full of everything he had held back. "Welcome to the pack, pup. I've been waiting a long time. Stay still..." And with that, Farkas stroked his fingers along the side of her neck, letting Iris work on the other side. Gentle affection. Everything that had been held back, kept inside because Vilkas had threatened to skin him if he touched his sister before she was one of them, ready to be with them. So, her brother smiled, sweetness so uncommon in the Alpha's expression. "Absolutely... welcome to my pack, baby wolf." ​

 

[Bunny]

○━━━ bright is the moon high in starlight ━━・

There was no way that the young woman could have ever understood what her clothing did to the two most important men in her life. Her choice in clothing had evolved over the years, from tomboy-ish to something a bit more girly and now, as she grew into her body and her confidence, Sia embraced her body. She wasn’t overly curvy, but that didn’t seem to bother her much. Her breasts were small but they fit her small frame as did the cute little perky ass that she enjoyed showing off in the summer in short shorts and bikini bottoms. The thrum of the needle in her skin was like a thousand little pokes that sent fire licking along her nerves. In her limited experience, Sia knew some things she liked. She’d kissed boys and girls and found she liked it. She knew how she liked to touch herself.. But her experiences were all so sweetly vanilla that it had never occurred to her that she’d find pleasure in pain. Perhaps she should have known. She liked the way salt from her fingertips burned in cuts, seeking the pain out whenever she could. Yet she’d been oblivious until the needle touched her skin. Her scent changed as her arousal grew. The piney scent of juniper growing stronger as did the slightly sweet amber scent that left vanilla lingering at the end. The notes of jasmine almost obscured entirely. Her cheeks heated as Farkas commented on the fact that she didn’t hate it. It was too much to tell him she liked it, not that she needed to. Her scent told them everything.. “It isn’t as bad as I thought it would be.” That purr in his voice made the baby wolf squirm in the seat and Iris hissed “Stop distracting her and honey, you can’t move, okay?” “Sorry, Iris..” Farkas added in for her to stay still, even as his fingers ran along the other side of her neck and she bit her lower lip hard. It was such a gentle touch and it made her want to bare her throat to him, give him access to touch more, but she didn’t move. Sia didn’t know of the threat her brother had made, to skin his best friend alive if he touched his little sister before she turned eighteen. Before she was truly a wolf. The edges of her lips quirked into a smile as they both welcomed her. The tattoo wouldn’t take more than thirty minutes, a bit longer than either of the males, but because of the colors she’d pickled, it needed a bit more to make it look perfect. When Iris rubbed it down, her breath caught in her throat at the flash of pain and she squirmed in her seat a little. Dermashiled was applied and Iris chuckled. “All done, little sister. Go one, go out and celebrate. I will see you all later for the party!” Her eyes opened and she looked up at her brother, beaming. Her eyes shifted to Farkas, the smile staying as she slipped from the chair. Picking up her discarded shirt, she slipped it back over her shoulders and buttoned it some. She’d heal fast, in an hour or so, the tattoo would heal perfectly and Sia could remove the dermashield. As she came down, that scent of hers returned more to normal, the jasmine leaking back in as the spiciness eased a bit. “Who wants to take me shopping for a dress for the party tonight?” ​ ​

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[Lady Jace Beleren]

○━━━ fierce & untamed like the moon herself ━━・

Vilkas thought about slapping his best friend's hand way when he touched Kasia's neck. Not because of some claim he felt he had. They were both his pack, both his in a way, but he had given his blessing, even if it was with conditions. He would not stop them now, no matter how he felt. It was not something he could talk about, even if a wolf might understand. Everyone in his pack was family, belonged to him in the most wholesome way. They would do what he asked in a heartbeat. So, each female in the pack was his sister. Being drawn to one of them was natural, blood relations aside. Humans, though, kept him from pursuing it even if he wanted it. There was no one he would trust more. He had only forbidden it because he had no desire to pressure his sister. While he always wanted her to join his pack, expected it, being with Farkas, even having a promise of it, would tie her down. Now that she was in that chair, getting her tattoo, she was one of them. The bond had already clicked into place. All bets were off. So, what made him want to slap that hand was because she was getting a fucking tattoo and his fingers made her shiver. "Hands to yourself, Farkas. If Iris fucks this up because of you, she will kick your ass. Then, Kasia will. Then, I will." The silver haired wolf chuckled, still close to her ear. However, his hand slipped back down. Returned to stroking over her hair. From what their baby wolf could see, he was relaxed, calm. The licks of pain that ran down her thighs, to her core, were starting to hit both wolves. All three from the wicked smirk on Iris' face as she glanced between the two males. Vilkas was the picture of calm. In control. Wolves begged for his company, would literally throw themselves at him for a chance. He could stand a little desire. Farkas had starved himself for the last year, watched Kasia as she finally hit adulthood, started to wear shirts like today, strutted around in shorts that barely passed for shorts. Everyone saw Farkas as the calm one, but there was a tempest in his heart, and Kasia had been the eye of the storm for months. The lupine gold of his eyes were darkened to frozen amber, to fresh honey. He wanted to rip everything off of his future mate right now. Because that was what he decided. Kasia would be his completely. Even if he knew Vilkas had looked with those same eyes, even if the other wolf was his Alpha. If it ever came to it, he would not fight, but he would never give up his claim. So, when the tattoo was finally wiped down, he brushed the hair from her cheek, made sure Iris had full access while he looked it over. Perfect. And when she stood up and started to dress, he knew his expression had finally slipped free of the guards he had up this last year especially. It was Vilkas who spoke up, though. He nodded to Farkas and tossed the keys to the car over underhand. Before the other wolf could state his intentions to take her shopping, the Alpha grabbed his little sister by the hand and pulled her in with a little spin like a little dance, wrapping an arm around her waist. He pressed his mouth to her hair, glancing up at Farkas to get the message across. Go cool down. "I'll take you to get your dress. I'm sure whatever you think it appropriate would give Farkas a heart attack." He kept it to himself that the silver wolf would likely take her right in the dressing room if they did not get some space. His Beta was a good wolf, knew how to treat people, but her scent had hid like a brick. "You're driving, baby wolf. It should be an honor to drive your Alpha around." Farkas has been willing to accept it. Knew that he was almost a loaded cannon with how much Kasia's scent had excited him. Iris was watching the two wolves with a silent amusement, a shit eating grin in her face. Oh, everyone knew exactly how all three of them felt. Except for them, at least. The clumsy flirting had been enough for Farkas to key into it, to lose himself in Kasia. The siblings, though, seemed ready to fight what they wanted to the bitter end. And the whole pack knew where it would end.​ It was a phone that changed everything. A ringing from Vilkas' pocket thay had a tick or annoyance showing on his face. He pulled the phone out and grumbled. "What. Yeah. Really? We already finished getting her tat done. No. Fucking fine. I'll get it." He hung up the phone and looked at Farkas with a mix of exasperation and resignation. "They won't let let the idiots pick up the shit I ordered without my ID. So, I guess you are going shopping." The Beta wolf had a smile on his own as he threw the keys back to Vilkas. The ride to the store was calm enough, Farkas being the sweet older friend he had always been. She asked about Kasia's plans for school, what she would do about Vilkas insisting she go to college, where she wanted to go. He was considerate, kind. Yet, whenever their eyes met, they were that same dark honey color, trying to peel off every stitch of her already revealing outfit. If she had ever heard about the other side Farkas possessed, she was seeing it now. Unfortunately, he was still tapping his foot impatiently, waiting for Kasia to pick whatever outfit she liked from the upscale boutique his Alpha's debit card had be brought to. It was the kind of place they left you alone in a separate room to chat and try on whatever you wanted, and Farkas could only think about how little Kasia was wearing in the attached changing room.

 

[Bunny]

○━━━ bright is the moon high in starlight ━━・

There was confusion on her face when Vilkas told her that she would give Farkas a heart attack. That confusion was plain as she looked up at her brother with a cute little tilt of her head. It was clear she wanted an answer to the look but none was forthcoming as he told her she’d be driving. The words made her snort softly and Sia nodded with a shrug. “Of course, but no complaining about my driving!” She quipped, for she was known to have a bit of a lead foot.. The knowledge that the three of them knew was lost on the brand new wolf, just as it was that her brother felt the same way she did. All of it was over her head. Kasia was still operating with old information even when it came to Farkas. How she affected him, how badly he wanted her nor his plans for her now that she was a member of the pack officially. To claim her as his, to mate with her. On some levels, despite all her flirting, she was blissfully unaware of how badly he wanted her. He’d never let it on. Likely due to the threat from his Alpha. Crossing her arms, Sia wanted for her brother to answer the call, wanting to find the perfect dress for her eighteenth birthday. “Well that’s stupid.” She rose on her tip toes and kissed his cheek. “We will see you later.” The comment from before was already forgotten as the pair headed for her car. The drive had been nice as Farkas filled it with questions about her plans. Kasia had no qualms about going to school, the problem was she had no idea what she wanted to do. She admitted as much to him. She listed off a litany of options, none of them really similar. Teacher, Biologist (marine or zoo), Baker, Artist.. There were more but for the moment those were the big ones. As to where she didn’t know. The changes in his eyes were not missed as she glanced at him while she drove from time to time, but she had no idea about his predictions in the bedroom. She in turn had questioned him about work and had even wheedled a promise to help her move into the pack house, not that he’d needed a lot of convincing. Inside the boutique Sia was debating which outfit to show him next. He’d already seen the short black and red dress with the bare back. The skirt was short, but not too short. The black little dress with the off the shoulder gauzy sleeves. It had been sweet rather than sexy though and Kaisa was almost sure it was out of the running. She had three dresses left. Two were black and one was red.. Deciding on one of the black dresses she stripped down entirely. The top was almost normal looking, even if it did hug her breasts like a second skin. That was where the normal ended. This dress and the other black dress may have been picked with every intention to torture him. Small strings crossed either side of the dress attaching the front and back together from just under her breasts. The front and back fell in a single long sheet of black fabric on either side. She’d not even bothered with undies as it would distract from how the dress should look. Stepping out from the little room, she tilted her head as she watched herself in the mirror. The fabric slithered between her legs and Sia couldn’t help but smile. It was hot as hell, though likely too much for the party tonight. She turned to face him and schooled her face into one of doubt. “I really like this one..” She turned slowly and smoothed the fabric over her ass. There was no bump or hesitation along her rear as she did so.. The panties hadn’t been left out to torment him, just to show off the dress. She was lying to herself even as she turned back to him. “This one and one of the last two I really just wanted to try because they were pretty.. Not really in contention. They are a bit much for the party..” Sia admitted to him shyly. ​ ​

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[Lady Jace Beleren]

○━━━ living in a lunar spell he finds his heaven ━━・

Farkas had been holding back for a long fucking time. They all knew him as the sweet Beta. Well, everyone except for Vilkas. He knew what his best friend was like under all of it. Not a monster. The kindness was in no part a lie. He truly did enjoy helping people, enjoy guiding others. He was like a teacher to each new wolf that joined the pack. It was only when it came to his desires that he had that different streak. The animal part of him, loving to claim and conqueror. And most were just that. Some new territory for him to stick his flag in. Kasia was his weakness. The one who managed to work under his skin. She had been just a little sister to him for so long. Even when she started flirting for fun, it had just been a joke. Farkas had teased her and sent her on her way with a few compliments. Except, she kept coming back. Continued to do it until she stopped being a girl. When the woman had come to flirt, pressed herself against him as she hugged his arm, spoke sweetly right into his ear when she wanted something, it had started to hit home. All the practice had paid off. For a little under a year now, he has wanted to take her up on the offer. Of course, he brought it up to Vilkas. Not about sex, but a date. And the Alpha had given him the ultimatum. Wait until she was pack or never. Now, here she was. The black thing with the red skirt had been... brutal. She did not have the biggest breasts, but they certainly caught his attention when they were half out. Still, he had been strong enough to deal with that. The next one, short and black, had been adorable. He would have loved to see it on her any day, her legs on display all the way up to her mid thigh. It was almost enough to cool him down. Almost. Then, the next one was a shot straight to his heart. Fuck. The lacing up the sides barely held it together, the curve of her ass visible when she showed the sides. It was practically painted on at the top, showing off every delicious curve. When she moved, the front sheaf of fabric caught and hugged closer, letting her legs go on full display. The death blow was when she turned and smoothed it, showed there was no panty line. Not that he was surprised with how bare her hips were in the side panels. Farkas let out a little shudder of breath, nails biting into the arm of the chair. Did she finally realize how much it killed him, it was this their regular game? "I think the short one could be fine. You looked very cute in it. The first one was a little much, lots of skin. This one? I think I might tear it off of you if you don't stop teasing me." It was casual, playful, the same tone he had given her every time she played games over the years. The words though, were a fucking promise. She was still fresh into her powers, but there was a spike in his scent, that little chemical rush of excitement as his eyes dragged over her, striped her down to the nothing under that dress. And gods his eyes... they were no longer honey, almost so intense and dark they had turned to caramel. There it was. That little darkness that sat under the skin. The wolf. Only, his mouth twitched into a smile, eyes still devouring her in that dress. He propped up his arm, resting his chin on it as silver hair fell across his face. "Did you have more dresses to torture me with? I'm getting very close to giving up on being a good boy, but I won't make you stop before you try them all on. Unless you would rather come sit down." He nodded to his lap, making sure she did not mistake it as an offer to take one of the chairs around the room. Not that she could with the pure animal hunger hidden in his looks, locked behind that soft smile and friendly face. ​

 

[Bunny]

○━━━ bright is the moon high in starlight ━━・

It wasn’t until that least dress that she picked up the change in his scent. Like a puppy, she canted her head watching him. Curious as she tried to figure out what it meant. It was the choice of words more than the playful tone that he used. He teased her back sure, but something shifted between them.. It had been shifting since the tattoo parlor, but it was only picked up on now. Her lips parted and she moved a touch closer to him. He might think for a moment that she planned to take him up on his offer, to curl in his lap. Sia inhaled, eyes closed. His scent had changed.. Her eyes opened and met his darker ones. Her lips parted and he could see the wheels turning as she puzzled it together. It was quite clear when she got it, her lips parted into a small little oh of surprise and she looked back to the dressing room. “I.. Have two more dresses.” A good boy? Could he hear her heart as it raced. She took a step back, out of reach of him and turned back toward the dressing room. She could have tried on the dress she planned to wear to the party next, but she wanted to test something.. Wanted to push his buttons a bit more. The next dress was.. Sinful. It was clearly not meant for the party, if the one before had been off-limits. The top was nothing but straps. A thick one that formed a sweet-heart like edge, with two thinner straps over her nipples. The fabric cupped her breasts and put them on fully display. The strips of fabric over her nipples formed a v to just above her belly button. Where an even thinner strap circled her waist. The lines moved down to the skirt. It was almost modest in comparison to the top.. Though the high slit that went to her hip at the front of the dress showed off all of her right leg. Panties were forgone again, the dress hugging her hips too tightly as it fell to the floor. The back of the dress had two straps. One along her shoulder blades and the one that wrapped around her waist. It dipped low, showing the curve of her spine. This dress made her feel.. Beautiful and sexy. Just like the last dress had.. Somehow both more modest and far less so than the one before. Carefully she undid her braid and let her pin hair fall in soft, hazy waves around her shoulders; like pink sea foam. Licking her lips she stepped outside the door, keeping distance from him. Like the one before, there was the small spin, to show him the full effect. One thigh pressed to the other as she watched him. Her own pale green eyes darkened. “The change in your scent..” Sia said softly. “Is it arousal?” She needed to know.. Needed for Farkas to tell her in that voice of his.. Then suddenly her cheeks burned bright as she recalled the tattoo parlor. A hand rose to her neck and she looked at him in horror. Iris had known. He’d known.. Vilkas had known… Her cheeks burned brightly. “Please tell me we can’t smell it..” A small little plea to save her from dying of embarrassment. ​ ​

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[Lady Jace Beleren]

○━━━ living in a lunar spell he finds his heaven ━━・

That single step toward him almost broke the wolf. Oh, he came so close to coming undone when he thought she might settle down into his lap and let him finally have her. The look on her face, though, was worth every second. The confusion as she ran through everything that had happened, ran through what he had told her. The surprise, the actual little oh! that showed was enough to make him grin, a beast that had caught prey. Then, she was stammering out what she intended to do and disappeared into the dressing room. This was over. No matter what she came out wearing, Farkas had nothing left to hold back with. He would not jump on her, but the game had changed. He would have something, some relief before they went to her party. A thought crossed his mind then. She had gotten her tattoo, gotten to officially join them. Her welcome was meant to be the party, a celebration of her becoming a wolf. Except, he would have this first. Get to welcome her all on his own before the rest. Vilkas may be her Alpha, but he would be the one to make her a wolf. It thrilled him. Almost as much as the dress did. Still resting his chin in his hand, he watched her walk out and stiffened. Sat up and looked. The dress before this had been sexy in the way clothes could be. The absence of nudity more obscene than what you could see. This one. It was barely fucking clothing. It showed off all her pale skin, let him examine nearly every inch. It hid only the most important parts, making him unable to think about anything except them, except how her nipples might be peaked from the way he stared, how she might starving for him like he starved for her. And her hair... he loved when she let her hair down. She looked wild and beautiful. The question, though, made his face turn devilish. The wolf now inside and out. "It is. That last dress was absolutely gorgeous on you, Sia. I'm lucky you didn't have your wolf senses when we went to the beach this year. You sat your nearly bare ass in my lap. I had to bite my lip to keep you from feeling me." The shy surprise on her face caused him to pause. Oh, she was catching on now. He stood then, pushed up from the chair in one smooth motion. The steps he took her small, completely silent, and smooth like the animal he was. He licked his lips as the distance between them shrank with each heartbeat. No need to chase. She was already his. "We could tell, pup. Could tell how the needle the made you feel. How having us there made you feel. Sorry to say that what you have wanted is no big secret. But, the same is true for me. And now, big bad wolf, you can tell, too." Farkas reached out with one hand, finding the smooth skin of her hip, slipping his fingers under the black strap of the dress. His eyes fluttered for a moment, the true and real pleasure written on his face. He bad wanted this badly and there was no reason hide it anymore. The other hand found the side of her neck, gently brushed over the hand that covered her tattoo, then found those pink sea foam waves and sank in, finger tips brushing her scalp. "I'm going to kiss you, Kasia. Then, I'm going to give you something to let you know how long this past year has been. Because I have wanted you since that day you thought it would be so funny to hug me from behind and blow in my ear." A small memory, one of a hundred teases, yet it had been the tipping point. Her warm body pressed to his back. Her breath in his ear. Her little laugh as he shuddered from the attention, a first. Now, he was leaning in, pulling her in, as his mouth claimed hers in a kiss that had no sweetest. Only claiming, dominant lust. Lips parting to ask the same of her, to invite her tongue in to play. ​

 

[Bunny]

○━━━ bright is the moon high in starlight ━━・

The little detective work, if one could call it that had been accurate. It was his arousal she smelled. Though they were wolves, it made her want to roll in it. Coat herself in his scent like a kitten so she’d smell like his sea breeze scent and sage scent. The subtle scent of leather vanishing as he grew aroused. Again that almost sweet look of surprise and confusion. She could recall the day, it was like the start of this little shopping trip had started.. Teasing him. It had felt harmless as he had never once shown interest in her. Sia had indulged her crush by using the fact that he’d never once reciprocated.. Her gasp would have been audible even had he not moved and now that he stood before her and her face tipped back to him.. Kasia had been torturing Farkas. All the little teasing.. If that had been one of the memories that he’d been forced to control himself with.. “No..” She moaned the ooo drawn out and she wanted to move away from him, to hide her face, but she couldn’t. Almost as if she were enthralled. The little growl was not feminine but one of frustration. “That isn’t fair!” She protested.. They’d all known. “I want to die..” She admitted. “The whole pack knew.. That is mortifying..” It was the woes of a teenager. His hand slid along her skin and she bit her lower lip. Suddenly that mortification seemed so far away. The other hand brushed along her own before his fingers slipped into her hair. Kiss her.. Show her.. The memory that had sparked it all for him was lost to her, there were so many incidents like that. Where she’d taken any and all opportunities to snuggle close to him. Hell, she knew she’d not been subtle and yet the memory that everyone knew crept back. It wasn’t allowed to take hold though as his mouth claimed her. It wasn’t a sweet chaste little kiss. No, as Farkas pulled her closer to him, his mouth slanted over her own. He claimed her mouth and when his parted her own slipped open as her hands moved up his chest, gripping his shirt as her tongue slipped into his mouth. Sia’s eyes had closed the moment he’d kissed her.. Rising on her toes she pressed herself into him and that kiss. If this was a dream, Kasia hoped to never wake.. The soft little groan that slipped from her mouth to his as his scent washed over her.. Her own rolling over him.. Her arousal spiking until all he could smell was the resiny sweetness of juniper. Kissing was not new for her and her tongue brushed against his with bold need and when his hands tightened in her hair she whimpered. Her hip lifted as her cheeks burned.. She knew something without touching herself. A kiss had made her wet.. A single.. Fucking kiss.. And if she could feel it.. Then Farkas could smell it. Honey and vanilla. ​ ​

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[Lady Jace Beleren]

○━━━ living in a lunar spell he finds his heaven ━━・

Farkas had some hard truths to tell her. If she was going to live with the pack, scents would become a dominant part of their lives. She would have to accept that if someone was aroused, or had sex, then everyone in the house knew about it. Relationships were never a secret among wolves. It was a blessing and a curse. It led to free lifestyles, sharing partners, sometimes even wild nights in larger packs. So, their little baby wolf having the hots for her future Beta was no surprise. He could only chuckle as she tried to insist that she was mortified even as he slid his hands over her skin. "They also knew that I wanted to rip your clothes off on several occasions. Are you aware of how much you touch me when you drink?" When their lips met and she opened for him, none of the past year mattered. The feeling of her tongue sliding between his lips, playing with his own, her hand sliding up his body. It was the final fraying knot of his control slipping again. She groaned into his mouth, lifted into the kiss so eagerly that he knew there was no point in holding back. So, he growled, let her know how that little tongue drove him past insane. Then, that scent hit him. All the sweet and distracting notes of her normal scent with a heavy and sudden dose of arousal, of sweet vanilla and honey. It went straight down his spine and felt like she had grabbed his cock with her bare hands. Farkas nearly snarled into her mouth as his hands left her hip and hair. They went straight down the back of that dress and grabbed her ass in two tight fistfuls. She was off the ground and pressed against him so tightly that it felt like she was naked despite the flimsy dress. He carried her the two steps, back to the chair that he had been in while she tempted him. The whole time, their mouths were pressed together, his tongue flicking over her own, his teeth capturing it before he sucked softly on it. Then, he pushed her down, pressed a knee onto the chair and slammed her into the soft padding. Finally, he pulled away, panting against her lips. His scent had gotten just as muddled as her own, their arousal mixing. It had been one kiss, but it had been a hell of a kiss. This new position, though, had her legs on either side of his knee, his hands slipping from her perfect ass to her knees. "Fuck, Sia. You expect me to stop when you smell so fucking good? When you aren't wearing panties?" He was still nearly snarling as he pushed at the skirt, shoved it over her knee. The way the dress was made, pushing that skirt away mean that her entire lower half was completely exposed. He looked down and his nostrils flared, taking in more of her scent while he felt himself straining against his jeans. "If I wasn't worried about everyone teasing you at your big party, I'd bend you over and breed you. I'll have go settle for making you writhe." Keeping eye contact, he moved a hand from her knee to her thigh, sliding down slowly. Her skin was so soft, hot to the touch from the overwhelming need that consumed her, consumed them both. Still, he went lower, letting his nails drag along her skin, first softly, then hard enough to lean puffy red lines in their wake. Until he finally found his target. Brushed his finger tips along her petals. She was so wet that just a touch had him feeling the heat of her, leaving a slick trail as he drifted up and down. "Have any of those boys you kissed made you cum all over their fingers? I'm sure the girls would have been much better at it." ​

 

[Bunny]

○━━━ bright is the moon high in starlight ━━・

Was she? Sia tried to recall if she changed when she drank and she couldn’t remember it. A small little shake of her head was the only answer. If he could comment on it though, she had a feeling she got very snuggly with him. That she normally thought she was already pretty touchy it made her blush slightly.. Yet he’d never once complained. It told her even more and that thought of torturing him flickered back to the forefront for a moment. The growl that trailed her groan was like lightning through her veins and the shirt in her hands tightened, as if it had made her knees weak. The snarl drew a whimper from her. Sia wasn’t scared of him and the sound hadn’t been one of fear, but a need that she’d never really shown him even with all the teasing. She’d never crossed that line. When his hands pulled her up, her hands shifted and wrapped around his neck, her thighs squeezing his sides as he held her to him. That thin dress might as well not have been there.. They were moving but so lost in the kiss, as his teeth captured her tongue and then sucked it.. It wasn't until her rear pressed into the seat that she knew where he’d taken her. A nee pressed between her legs. The hand that had been gripping her ass so hard through the dress dragged along her side until it reached her knee. His fingers pushed at the fabric and it slithered to the side, bearing her sex to the cool air. Sia was perfectly smooth and there was no hiding the slickness in the overhead lights. “Panties would have ruined the silhouette..” It was true, but there had also been a thrill about not wearing them near him. Almost as if she was begging for what he was doing now. When he’d settled her, her hands had slipped from his neck and now rested at his waist, loosely. Breeding.. She shifted in that seat, squirming. Sia knew what the word meant.. Knew and wanted it more than she’d wanted anything up till that moment. “Ark..” She’d never once called him that out loud but it fit him perfectly. His hand slid from her knee along her thigh. The trail of his fingers almost burned her and she bit her lower lip, eyes on his. When his nails bit into her skin her eyes fluttered closed and she moaned. The sound she would have made as she was getting tattooed.. Pain easily translated into pleasure for Sia and the feel of his nails, leaving puffy little lines along the inside of her silken though only drove it him. The question had her cheeks heating and she shook her head no. “No..” She’d gotten close with a girlfriend but they’d both agreed they were not ready. “A little.. Grinding.. Kissing.. Nothing more.” What was it so important that he know that? That she’d be his.. Likely the same reason that Sia spread her legs as far as the chair would allow. Begging him to touch her, offering herself to him.. The toes of her left foot pressed to the ground, her foot arching, as she offered him the sweetest part of herself. ​ ​

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[Lady Jace Beleren]

○━━━ living in a lunar spell he finds his heaven ━━・

Farkas was kneeling on the chair, looking at his Kasia wearing nothing but a set of cloth straps masquerading as clothing. He wanted to rip that expensive designer dress off and it was difficult to convince himself not to. Then, she called him Ark. Something new. Something to mark the moment when they stopped being... whatever complicated and annoying thing they were before. Now, they were offering a little piece of vulnerability. Farkas could have said she loved Kasia any time for years now, but this was a whole different monster. It shower on his face, a touch of surprise and a lot of pleasure at the new name. The way she responded to the pain, though, was a treat as sweet as candy. Farkas was not a monster or a sadist. Not really. He loved being rough, loved making his lovers submit to him. He just only enjoyed it when they did. So, that moan coming out even as he left those marks on her skin was perfect, just like the way her legs spread open. And shortly after, he arrived at his destination, stroking against her folds, along the smooth skin above her searing hot petals. He looked so positively pleased when she admitted no one else had made her cum before. "Good. I can't wait to be the first one to make you scream for me. I wonder how soundproof this room is." There were so many different ways for a wolf to approach a relationship. Some enjoyed wild flings, some claimed mates, and some dated and married like humans. Farkas had met his Alpha too young to be anything, except a wolf. She would be walking into her party covered in his scent, marked as his to anyone who might be interested. And he would get to savor hers. "Have you made yourself cum thinking about me?" The words were matched alongside the movement of his fingers. A drifting stroke to part her folds and touch her entrance. She was so wet that his two fingers were immediately covered. He could have just pushed them in, started to spoil Kasia in the way he loved to do. Torture and pleasure as one and the same. There was just one thing he needed to do first. Pulling his hand away, he lifted those two finger tips to his lips and opened. With a slow and teasing movement of his tongue, he lapped at them, licked them with with one long stroke. His eyes closed and he growled, animal once more. "You taste better than I could have imagined." And with that, Farkas opened his eyes and looked down at the delicious display once more. Oh, he would love to devour her now. Drop to his knees and leave her in a puddle. Later, when he had more time. For now, the fingers returned to their position, teasing over her folds again to get them slick before pushing between them. He found her entrance this time, hot and ready. Both fingers pushed inside all at once and Ark was worried he might hurt her from how tightly she was squeezing them with her little virgin pussy. So, he filled her, found her back walls and gently stroked his finger tips against them. His mouth moved down as well, finding her forehead first, planting an affectionate kiss. Next was her nose, his fingers still curling inside. He moved to her mouth just as those fingers began to pump, gently sliding back and forth as he gave her a hungry kisses. When he moved to her jaw, he was already slowly fucking her with his fingers. ​

 

[Bunny]

○━━━ bright is the moon high in starlight ━━・

That little claim on what he wanted from her made her shiver. That tremble was visible and Sia wanted to tell him she didn’t care if anyone heard her.. But those human morals cling to her. They would fade, no doubt as she grew accustomed to the pack and their knowledge of her relationship. In the moment she didn’t even contemplate if he knew when she was aroused, so had her big brother. That was a problem for later.. For now, it was just them. The question drew that blush again and she nodded. She didn’t look away from him though, she blushed but held his eyes boldly. “Yes.. Many times.” She lifted her chin and tilted it. “Have you cum thinking of me?” This was a small little purr, a demand to know that she’d not been alone, not really, when she touched herself. Sia knew he'd been with others, she had never known any of them, they never lasted long enough for her to meet any of them.. But she'd seen him around town with others.. She knew Farkas was far from a monk.. The touch of his fingers along her slick folds made her yearn for more.. What he did though made her moan, watching as he lifted the fingers to his mouth, tasting her. Kasia had tasted herself before, curious.. She’d liked the taste well enough but as she watched him lick his fingers, she knew she wanted to know what he tasted like. It was one of her many little fantasies.. She wanted to go down on him.. It had always been more innocent, but in that moment new ideas.. New desires were spinning. His hands in her hair as he forced her down on his shaft. Her eyes drifted from his as his closed to his obvious arousal. Funny how minds were so similar.. Her own thoughts of tasting him played along his face as he beheld her. Yet his fingers rubbed against her slit and she shifted in the seat, pressing herself into the softness of the cushion. She knew what fingers felt like, but it was different when they were not her own. When his fingers pushed into her she gasped, her head falling back for a moment, savoring the feeling of them as they reached further than she’d even managed. His lips pressed to her forehead and she lifted her head. Her nose came next with the kiss. When his mouth found hers, she leaned into this kiss with the same hunger he had. Her moan was muffled against his mouth as he slowly fucked her.. A hand slid along one bicep, the other slipping into his hair, tangling in the long silver locks. She nipped at his tongue, sucking it much like he had with her own before he pulled away, his lips along her jaw. Whimpering the hand from his bicep lifted to her mouth, muffling her next moan. She’d cum to thoughts of him and never really believed that she’d know what it felt like for him to touch her. That slow, steady movement had felt so good and so quickly wasn’t enough for her and she lifted her hips into his hand, eager and needy for more. Sia could have teased herself slowly for hours, But when Ark slipped those fingers into her, she had known she wouldn’t be able to last..That playful edging that she could tease herself through.. She needed more from him. “Ark..” That new name was a growl and a demand for more. Gods she needed more.. ​ ​

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[Lady Jace Beleren]

○━━━ living in a lunar spell he finds his heaven ━━・

That was exactly what Farkas wanted to hear from the younger wolf. That she had thought of him when she was alone, that Kasia had brought herself to climax thinking of exactly what he might do to her. With a growl of satisfaction, he smiled as she asked him the same question back. Wonderer how much he should tell her. "Every time I was alone with my thoughts this year, they were about you. And since I decided no one else would satisfy me now, I haven't touched another woman since you blew in my ear that day. How often to you think I stroked my cock thinking of you?" The taste of her had been a thrill enough on its own. The way she looked at him as he did it, though. He loved it, knew it would have him burying his head between her thighs later tonight. A little wine for her, a few beers for him. Just enough to wear down all the tension between them. Then, he would make her his wolf all over again, make sure that anyone still in the house moves to the opposite side of building to avoid the sounds he coaxed from her. The moments where their lips met and she moaned were torture all over again. Her pussy squeezed around his fingers with all the pleasure and need he had wanted, but her lips were keeping him trapped as he gently fucked her with his fingers, as her moaned into his mouth. It took far too much effort to pull away and kiss her jaw. A moment later, the reward was worth it as she called out to him, used this new name that was just for him. "Call out any louder and they might know I'm going to make you cum soon." His mouth moved to her throat, perfectly opposite of the tattoo. Teeth found skin and he dragged them down, leaving a trail of red in his wake. His fingers never stopped, pushing as deep as they could, palm pushing against her clit as he bottomed out, only to stop a moment later when he pulled back. Soon, he was fucking her hard with his fingers, the sound of her wetness filling the room. He was panting against her skin, even without any pleasure on his end. With his free hand, he pulled the hand from his bicep and growled as he guided it down to his pants, pressed her palm against the outline of his cock. Even through the tough denim, it was so blatant how much he was enjoying this. Hot and thick, strained beyond comfort, Farkas was burning against her skin, twitching just a little despite the fact that he could barely feel her small hand. He wished he had not been wearing jeans, wished he could feel more. "Do you feel what you do you to me, Sia? My cock is aching just from putting my fingers in. I don't want you smelling like I just fucked you when we show up, or you would already be full of me." He kept it to himself that they would till be able to tell that something had happened. Filling her with cum would be far too much, written all over her scent like sky writing. With this, every wolf would know he had claimed her, kissed her, had been pressed close. Their arousal would be all over one another, but she would at least not smell like sex. And, so that they could get to her party and he could make his claim, he moved the hand from her wrist and down to her pussy. He stroked his thumb against her slit, covered in her need now that he fucked her even harder. Slick and ready, he moved his thumb to her clit, making gentle circles on the sensitive bud, so sharply in contrast with how his fingers ravaged her. ​

 

[Bunny]

○━━━ bright is the moon high in starlight ━━・

A year? Her shock was obvious and she tried to recall him with others and found that he was right. It wasn’t so much that she’d thought he was lying to her, but there was a difference between being told something and knowing it. Sia growled in approval, the idea of it was.. Well there was no other way to put it.. Fucking hot. To think that for a year, all he thought about was her, touching her as he stroked himself? His scent was appealing, knowing he was aroused, but that little detail was enough to make her crave him. Had she known his plans, she would have blushed, squirmed.. Begged for it. So innocent she’d never considered pain before today and she would have never considered voyeurism something that would appeal, but to have everyone know what he was doing to her while he drove her crazy with pleasure? The young wolf was malleable and Farkas would shape her into the perfect mate for him without even meaning to. “I don't care if they hear” It was a bold claim and in part, true. Kasia knew how the women had looked at him when they’d entered and now? It made her touch angry and more than a little possessive. There was a dark thrill to know that they might hear her crying out because of what he was doing to her. Let their imaginations run wild while he fucked her with his fingers.. The touch of his teeth along her skin, leaving the angry little red marks in their wake made Sia whimper. “Fuck..” The whimpered word was groaned into his ear as his fingers pulled back. A slight shift in her body, almost as if she were about to protest when his fingers slammed into her. The moan that slipped from her mouth was raw with need and as Ark’s hand caught her wrist, pressed her palm flat to his cock. She could feel the outline of him, though there was too much fabric. Even still, as his hand left her wrist, she rubbed her hand against him. How could he break her with nothing but words? Another sweet little whimper.. She wanted to know what it felt like to have his cock buried in her. To have him breed her. She recalled those words and she groaned into his ear again. His other hand joined the first and Sia hadn’t understood until he began to gently rub that little bundle while he roughly finger fucked her. So at odds, both hands and Sia felt herself shatter. It felt almost embracing how quickly he could make her cum.. Her head fell back as her lifted her hips into his hand, humping his fingers as her body fractured. Sia’s cry wasn’t hidden and she felt no shame as she came around his fingers.. The one foot that had been pressed to the floor shaking as she orgasmed. Her nails bit into the edge of his jeans, digging at the rough fabric that covered his cock. The fingers inside her were squeezed so tight as her body quaked.. Panting she licked the edge of his ear, teeth scraping along it next. “I think cumming on the dress means we bought it..” Her voice was breathy as her hips stilled. She could have found herself a second orgasm, riding his fingers to it.. Panting she trembled with a small little aftershock and she gave an almost giddy laugh.. “I think that is the fastest I have ever cummed..” ​ ​

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[Lady Jace Beleren]

○━━━ living in a lunar spell he finds his heaven ━━・

Farkas found himself on complete agreement. He did not give a fuck who heard them, here or at home. There were two other male wolves in the pack, twenty and twenty one. Much close to Kasia's age than he was. He wanted them to hear how she moaned for him now, how she would scream for him later. He wanted to bend her over on this chair and fill her with a full year of longing. Only the fact that Vilkas would be pissed kept his cock in his pants. He had implied permission to put his hands all over her, knew that being allowed to be alone with Sia today of all days was meant to unleash him. The party, though, was still important. Gods, how long would he last at the house before he needed to take her to his room and claim her? That whimper, the need and hunger that Sia had been holding in to longer than him, had his cock fucking pulsing. When he guided her hand and all she could think to do was stroke him, it made his hips roll to get even more pressure. These stupid fucking jeans. Yet, the sounds so close to his ear meant he would not be moving. Instead, he alternated between kisses and bites on her neck, leaving red marks all over. They would heal before they got to the party, but he had plans to give her a permanent mark one day, a mate mark that other wolves would see and know she was his. When she finally decided he was done waiting, he found her clit with his thumb and the pretty little wolf in the chair shattered immediately. The sound of her cumming, cumming from his attention, made him throb under her palm, against the nails that dug into the denim, wanting to touch him so badly. His fingers never stopped fucking her while she tried to fuck them back, her honey dripping down onto the expensive dress under her ass. He pulled away from her neck just to drink in the sight, the way her body rolled and the sight of her leg shaking as she rode the highest high. A nip on his ear was the first sign she finally recovered. Her giddy little laugh, her attempt at a joke, it was all so fucking... cute. Gods, she was perfect. He was never going to let her go. However, he still had that animal streak and those little aftershocks told him she was still wound tight. So, he smirked and started to move his fingers again. No mercy this time, he fucked her sensitive pussy with those two fingers like they were his cock on the verge of filling her with cum. Licking his lips, Farkas almost shoved her into her second orgasm. Fucked her hard until she was nearly boneless in the afterglow. Then, a confident smirk on his face, he pulled them out and put them right in his mouth. They came free with a pop, licking his lips as he savored the taste of two orgasms on his fingers. His cock was still throbbing, but he was content. "And have you ever cum twice that fast? That dress is worth keeping for the memories anyway. But, I still need to see you come out in something for your party, not something you picked to make me want to fuck you. You do that without trying. Or you can pick the short black one with the sleeves. It's cute and you can keep it on when you sit on my cock." Licking his lips again, he stood fully and looked over the pleased little wolf on the chair. She was a masterpiece and it was all his fault. "Have I ever gotten to tell you that you are absolutely gorgeous, Sia?" A little sweetness to let her know he meant everything he said and much more. ​

 

[Bunny]

○━━━ bright is the moon high in starlight ━━・

Had she known all that really kept him from sliding himself into her was her brother she would have broken him, just to feel him. Sia had never been with anyone, he knew as much.. And yet knowing he’d wanted her for a year, hearing him talk about breeding her.. Had he shared the thoughts of keeping the other two males away from her by making sure they head her.. Kasia might have pushed the subject. She was more than willing to obey her Alpha, but he hadn’t ordered her. Hell, even now, she didn’t know that Ark had plans for the party, to claim her. Likely for the best, or it would be all that the young wolf could think about. Nothing could have prepared her for Ark pushing that first orgasm further. Her breathy little laugh.. His fingers hadn’t stopped and her lips parted as he pumped two fingers into her sweet little cunt. Her hands had fallen to the arms of the chair and he’d hear her nails biting into the fabric. Panting she moaned, unable to help herself like a needy little slut and when her head fell back, her body quaking from another orgasm. She felt like jelly in that plush seat as her body quivered as she came over his fingers a second time. It was his name on her lips too as he pushed her over that edge a second time. If she’d not been heard before, she was now. “Ark!” His fingers left her and she watched him almost lazily as he slipped his fingers into his mouth, sucking her sweet juices from the slender digits. Sia whimpered as she panted while he tasted her for a second time. The question was answered with a shake of her head. “No..” Hell Sia wasn’t even sure if she’d pushed herself to orgasm twice in a row.. Period. He looked down at her with such a pleased smile that she blushed. Though, she wasn’t shy enough to close her legs. “I am not sure I can stand..” She huffed out and pushed herself to sit up. The fabric under her was soaking and that blush deepened as she held a hand to him. When he helped her to her feet. Her face tilted toward him and she offered a small shake of her head. “No” It was a whisper and she smiled at him.. Leaning up to kiss him. A soft.. Sweet kiss before she pulled away. On unstable legs she walked to the changing room. He’d liked the little black dress, but the last dress was perfect. Deep blood red, the crushed velvet hugged her breasts and waist before flaring slightly around her pale thighs. It was short almost dangerously so with long sleeves that flared at her wrist. The top emphasized her chest, the paleness of her skin against the deep ruby red. She knew she’d wear some black thigh highs and a new pair of shoes she’d gotten a few days before. It took her a bit longer to exit the dressing room. She needed to make sure she could stand without her legs trembling. Coming out, she gave a small spin. “Better than the black dress?” He’d not see them, but her panties had been slipped back on. Almost as if they’d offer protection from the Beta. She moved to him, close enough he could touch her. “Still allows me to sit in your lap, Ark.” His name was a sinful purr and a hand brushed against the stubble of his jaw. He was so handsome and bent at the waist to steal a kiss from him. “I hope they heard me.. I want them to know you are mine..” It was a wicked little admission. “And I hope they are jealous.. Oh, and Ark? You are buying me that dress. Not my brother.” ​ ​

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[Lady Jace Beleren]

○━━━ living in a lunar spell he finds his heaven ━━・

Looking at her in that chair, happy as could be with her legs still spread and her breath catching in her chest, Farkas found himself smiling as well. The way she had screamed out that name made it continue to reverberate through him. Ark. No one called him that. He never stood for any kind of nickname, not even from Vilkas. From Kasia, it was a claim just as strong as a bonding mark. The women working just a wall away had certainly heard most of it. Absolutely heard that last orgasm. There was not a single cell in his body that gave a fuck. All that he cared about were those wobbly legs, the sated look on her face. So, he took her hands and pulled her close. The soft kiss was what he needed, though. A moment to collect himself, to taste her lips even if she could taste herself on his. It let him wind down and let out the tension his arousal had caused. Now, he could survive the wait as he watched her nearly stumble into the dressing room. A growl of pleasure, content that she was his now, and he moved to sit in the chair. That was a mistake, resulted in him drowning in her scent. So, he stood and paced. Thought about what he would say when they got to the house. Not that it mattered. Vilkas knew, the rest of them knew. When they walked in covered in one another's scent, it would be over. Kasia came out to model her new dress, doing a little spin that had him ripping the little red number off with his eyes. She offered him exactly what he wanted to hear and was happy to meet her halfway for a kiss. Wild and bold. A perfect wolf and a perfect mate for him. Even if her last line had him growling, the stroke of her fingers a balm to the pain he would feel in his wallet. "I do like it. But, the black one had it's merits. If I'm buying that strappy thing that is barely clothing, I might as well get you the little black one too." Farkas went into the dressing room and retrieved both the dress he had given her those two orgasms in and the cute black one that he really did love. Coming back, he stood so close that her face was nearly in his chest, leaning forward to kiss the top of her head affectionately. "As for your volume, I promise they heard. You moaned my name like I was the only one on the planet who could hear you. I can't imagine them being anything but jealous from how good you made it sound." Before they could leave, though, he took the hand that did not hold the two dresses on hangers and placed it on the back of her thigh. Sliding it up, he cupped her perfect little ass and leaned forward to kiss her again. A rumble of pleasure from his chest and a few more slow breaths to make sure he did not get hard again thinking about her, about how her ass felt against his palm, then he broke away and moved to the door. From the look on the face of the twenty-something blonde at the counter, the way she glanced between the two and turned scarlet when Farkas smiled, they had certainly heard. There was not a drop of flirt in his voice as Farkas paid for the dresses, getting all three with his own card. Yet, the human could not stop staring at one of them, then the other. His eyes did not have the same heat, the darkness that seemed to show his lust, despite the scent that soon hit both wolves. Arousal. This human woman was thinking about them fucking in the dressing room, looking at the dresses with curiosity. It was hard to tell which one she found more interesting, her eyes running over the tattoo on Farkas' neck, the film on Kasia's. She knew they were wolves and she wanted to try. Farkas gave her a polite smile, then pointedly took Kasia's hand to leave. They were barely out the front door when he spoke, amusement filling his voice. "I don't know who she wanted to fuck more. Probably both of us. Shame I don't share. I bet you would look so cute with the two of us driving you insane." While he still wanted Kasia, needed her like air after holding back so much, holding back even more in that dressing room, there was a relief in finally having it all in the open. He loved Kasia and she loved him. That would have always been true. But, they both wanted to be wild, to fuck and make sure everyone knew how good they were together. It was all he could ask for, even as he laid the dresses across the back seat of her car. All he could wonder about now was how he would manage to hold back until the party. ​

 

[Bunny]

○━━━ bright is the moon high in starlight ━━・

Her grin was wicked and she made a pleased little sound in her throat. “Good,” licking the tip of his nose. “You only need to buy the strappy one, make Vilkas pay for the others.” That dress would have amazing memories attached to it even if she never wore it anywhere else. Heading back to the dressing room he followed her and snatched up the other two dresses. His free hand slid up her thigh and under the dress before cupping her rear tightening in one large hand. Her eyes met his in the mirror and she leaned back into his side, more than happy with the way he touched her. Her face turned and he kissed her and she sighed happily into the kiss. Off how quickly things could change. Sia had wanted him to notice her for so long and now that he had, it felt almost surreal and perfect all at once. She changed, leaving the door open for him to watch. Not like there was too much to hide from him now. He’d tasted her and fingered her. So he’d not seen her breasts? Seemed like such a small detail as she dressed again. Leaving her hair down she walked across the short distance lifting the red dress to him. Leaning up to nip his chin, her teeth scraping along his skin. The blush on the woman was frankly adorable and leaning into Farkas, she inhaled, her arousal reaching her nose and her smile turned a touch evil as the woman’s eyes met hers. She was cute, with her pretty blonde hair and though Sia had no real interest in the woman, she winked as they left. His hand in hers, she allowed him to lead her from the story. Her laugh was bright and she nudged him. “I think before we went in, you would have won, but after?” She shrugged some and led them back to her car, hand in hand. “I need to head home and change into my dress.” Throwing the car into gear she peeled out of the parking lot. As they drove they stayed relatively safe with their conversations, though she did poke him to see if he knew how Vilkas would feel about her getting a bike. A speedy little thing that would purr between her legs. Pulling up to her house she leaned over and kissed his cheek. “You stay here. For some reason, I am not sure I trust you inside..” Her words were playful and she slipped from the seat, leaving the car idling. The back door opened and closed as she grabbed her dresses. He didn’t need to wait long as Kassia had never been one to primp. A pair of inly black thigh high socks were slipped over her slender legs and a pair of heels that were also black and several buckles around her ankles finished the outfit. Her hair was left loose and foamy around her shoulders and tumbled down her back in that soft seafoam of pink. The final thing Sia did before leaving the house was take off the dermashield, the tattoo fully healed. It glistened in the lights of her room and she ran her fingers along it, shivering. She was officially part of the pack. She paused outside the car and did a small spin, reminiscent of the dressing room. She loved the way his eyes darkened when he looked at her. She might have been a wolf, but Ark made her want to purr. Another fifteen minutes and they were pulling up to the pack house. Looking up at the sprawling building she smiled softly. Living here had been her dream since her brother had bought it.. She’d not been allowed of course, but now? It would be her home. “Is it stupid that I am nervous?” She turned the car off and looked to him. “I have wanted to be part of the pack for so long and now that I am..” She trailed off and bit her lower lip. #f48082 ​ ​

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[Lady Jace Beleren]

○━━━ let your wild side out let it roam free ━━・

Farkas had no way of explaining why he turned his head away when she peeled that red dress off. He had expected her to walk out wearing it instead of changing again at her house. Somehow being surprised with her nakedness felt wrong right now. He wanted the whole thing to be just right. Had purchased one or two things for the evening that went along with his plans. After that, though, things were easy. So fucking easy. Walking with Sia while they held hands, making little jokes. It was how things always were, except for the impossible to miss sexual charge in every word they said And just like normal, Kasia drove like a maniac. She was restrained, when you compared it to her regular absurd speed. It made the comfortable conversation seem almost ridiculous when she asked about a bike. That was something he did not expect. Farkas nearly rolled his eyes. "If it were anything else, pup, he would say yes and you know it. Your collection of speeding tickets and the disgusting premium on your insurance says no. I wouldn't ask. But, I'm not his cute little sister." When she kissed his cheek and slipped out, he could only smile in agreement. Oh, he would certainly not survive another round of her changing. If they went inside then he would be texting his Alpha to reschedule the whole thing. Instead, he texted to let them know they were a half hour out in the pack group message. The number of completely inappropriate emoji that piled in had him growling. And the speed at which they were deleted let him know Vilkas was home and scaring the shit out of them. He was still smiling when Kasia returned, and when she did her spin he zeroed in on those thigh highs. She loved to wear them, and gods damn him, he loved it when she did. Farkas chose to kill the ride to the house with a little game. Whenever they stopped at a traffic light, he put a hand on her knee, slowly sliding it up until it turned green. And when it did, he moved away, smiling like nothing had happened. Once, he nearly reached her thigh. It was only the kindness that made up everything but his sex life that stopped it early. He wanted to give time for her scent to settle. And when they stopped outside the house and she asked her question, Farkas unbuckled his seat belt to turn to her fully. "It isn't stupid, pup. We all know how bad you wanted go join us. Everyone already considers you pack. But, it's official. Your a wolf. You have to worry about your shifts, you are moving, you have a possessive psycho boyfriend now." The last part was a little hopeful. A question. Would they be more than fuckbuddies? If she thought it was stupid to be nervous, it was double for him. He had to live up to her expectation that she had built up for years. All he could do now was be the kind older wolf she had fallen for. So, he met her at her door, not so old fashioned that he opened it for her. Together, they walked down the driveway. Up the stairs. Through the front door and into the wide living room. And as soon as they walked it, it exploded in sound. Iris, June, Zach, and Jet all stood under a banner that said "Pup Grew Up!" A moment later, she was pulled from Farkas grip by Vilkas, lifting her fully off the ground, the other wolf forced to pin her skirt down. "Welcome to my pack, not so baby wolf. Officially." ​

 

[Bunny]

○━━━ bright is the moon high in starlight ━━・

“Ah but I am a cute little sister..” She countered, though she knew it was really iffy. The fact that Vilkas had taken over almost all financial responsibility for her when she turned sixteen combined with the fact that he was her Alpha now, meant that she had to run such things by him. She desperately wanted a bike though.. Which meant she had to try and ask. The reasoning was twofold. The speed that Sia was addicted too would be easier to come by with a bike? The other was far less innocent.. Skin tight leather jumpsuits, tight jeans and leather jackets.. Cute helmets. It was likely lucky that she wasn’t in the group chat yet, it would have embarrassed her to high hell to know that they all knew. It was something that Kasia would need to come to terms with. Everyone would know.. Well everything. Staying with their parents, Sia had been kept sheltered to a point from the pack. Now though, that safety net was coming off. The first time his hand had slid along her leg she had made a soft sound in her throat. She liked the game and the almost innocent smile that curled along his lips. He never pushed it though and while it was sensual it hadn’t caused her scent to spike too much. Though, his game did make her mind a little fuzzy at the lights and the time he almost hit skin she got honked at which had made her jump and blush. When he unbuckled to face her she turned her head to look at him. What he said made sense, though it was the last bit that made her smile shyly. “Psycho?” She prodded the word. She hadn’t really considered it, but Kasia didn’t want this to be a hookup or booty call. She wanted to.. To be his. Not for a night but for as long as he’d have her. Unbuckling her own belt she shifted in her seat and rubbed her nose to his, before kissing him. It was a soft little kiss and she pulled back before they could go too far in the confines of her car. “I do like that idea. Boyfriend.” Slipping form her seat, she linked her arm with his and walked up the stairs to the door of the pack house. The explosion of sound had her laughing as did the banner. When she was pulled from Farkas’ grasp and into her brother’s strong arms she gave a chip of surprise but her arms went around his neck and she felt hands smoothing her short skirt down, saving her modesty. Her nose buried in her brother’s neck and she hugged him tightly. Her feet dangled off the ground and she laughed against his neck. “Thank you!” Squirming she tried to wiggle free. “Put me doooown” #f48082 ​ ​

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[Lady Jace Beleren]

○━━━ fierce & untamed like the moon herself ━━・

Farkas could have clarified that, despite how he did his best to be the softer side of the two wolves that led this pack, he had a reputation. Whether it came to enforcing rules or pleasing partners, Farkas was known for being extreme. He had dated before, but never in the pack. Never with another wolf. And he expected that all those little flaws, even if he had been complimented for them as often as rejected, would be magnified when it came to a wolf he truly cared about. Making her scream his name in a dressing room was just the start. He could have mentioned it. Instead, he enjoyed the smoothing scent of his new girlfriend washing over him as he kissed her, as she said she liked the idea of being a couple too. Once they were in the door, it was like a different world, like the entire time they had been alone had been a dream. Vilkas, when he realized that he had nearly flashed her ass to the entire pack, lowered his sister just a bit, though he refused to put her her down. Instead, his arms still tight around her waist, he walked her across the open area of the first floor. Most of the bottom half of the building was wide open. You could walk from one side to the other without opening a door. It was comfortable for the pack, let them all be together without being cramped. So, it was easy to stride across the room and drop Kasia onto the couch. "I know we all expected this eventually, but I'm glad you went through with it. We would be lonely without you. Especially Farkas, since I can smell him all over you." There was something strange about the words. Not anger. Happiness was a part of it, a big part. Vilkas could never be unhappy that the two most important people in his life were together. Just a note of something that caught at discussing their mixed scent. A possessive edge. It was gone in a heartbeat, the Alpha flopping down next to his sister and putting his arm around her. No one else would dare do that either. Touch a wolf covered in Farkas' scent. Only the Alpha. Farkas, meanwhile was being distracted by Iris and June. The two other female members of the pack had cornered him. The way they stood was a little forced as well, keeping distance even as they leaned closer to whisper something to the wolf, amusement all over their faces. Faces they had tilted a little toward Kasia, standing so their body language was clear. Respect for a bond with another wolf. They almost had big signs waving that said "We aren't interested. We are just friends." Farkas did, however, manage to finally get a little bit of a blush on his cheeks, glancing toward Kasia and smiling. Vilkas pulled her in close beside him and kissed the side of her hair. "I'm glad you two finally got it figured out. I'm sorry you had to wait so long. That's on me. I told him to wait, just in case you decided you didn't want to join us." There was genuine remorse in her brother's voice. He spoiled his sister rotten when he could, but had protected her as fiercely as a wolf could. He knew Farkas the best, after all. Knew he could be... intense. "I'll try not to be too... brotherly about you two. Promise." Vilkas nudged his nose against her, practically cuddling against her as Farkas finally managed to shake then other wolves. Instead of going straight to the pair on the couch, he took a side-route through the kitchen. On the counter top sat two big buckets filled with ice, one stuffed with bottles of beer and the other a pair of bottles, red wine and strawberry champagne. Both had already been opened by the waiting pack. From the way Farkas had to go wide again, there were likely boxes full of more alcohol hidden from sight. He took the champagne and two beers before correcting his course to meet the two wolves who ran his life. The beer was handed to Vilkas, the champagne staying in his own hands as he sat on Kasia's other side. Farkas went to take a drink right from the bottle before the Alpha spoke. "Thanks for controlling yourself enough to not fuck my sister before her party." Pink champagne dusted the air as Farkas choked, holding his nose as bubbles tried to escape and burned like hell. The other four wolves, who were now converging on the kitchen to get drinks and start pulling out the food, were all snickering amongst each other. Eyes streaming, he turned and looked over Kasia. "No problem, boss." ​

 

[Bunny]

○━━━ bright is the moon high in starlight ━━・

Manhandled to the couch by her brother Kasia laughed as she was dropped onto the surface. She shifted smoothing her skirt as her legs crossed. The skirt was dangerously short and rose high on her pale thighs. “I always wanted to be part of the pack,” This had been true. Her crush aside, Sia had always wanted to be a wolf. To be a part of her brother’s world. To run with the pack, to be a family… Their own family life had never been amazing, but it wasn’t the worst. Sia had just always felt more at home here.. In this house than she had anywhere else. Her cheek heated and she pushed at her brother as he sat beside her. An arm around her shoulders she snuggled into his side, eyes shifting to Farkas. He was crowded by the girls and the wolf like instinct lifted its head lazily, eyeing them before settling. They were careful with their distance and it didn’t make her want to growl. Instead she turned her face to her brother as he spoke again. “It is okay, you were just protecting me.” Though it slid a bit of the puzzle into place for her. Had he not stopped Ark, would he have acted sooner, also.. what exactly was he protecting her from? From.. Farkas? Then there was that tone from before. She puzzled with it, but pushed it aside as he said he would try to not be too brotherly with them. She laughed and shook her head, letting it fall to his shoulder with a soft thump. “I am an adult now..” A gentle reminder that she wasn’t a baby anymore. His nose rubbed along her cheek and she made a content little sound in her throat as her eyes followed Ark. When he sat on her other side she smiled at him. It was Vilkas’ words that had her showered in a fine mist of champagne and her cheeks went bright red. “Vilkas!” The snickering was heard and she gave a small little growl before snatching the pink champagne from Ark and taking a long sip of it. Glaring at her brother she shifted some and lifted a hand to Ark’s face and she rubbed her thumb over his eyes gently before shifting her body closer to him. She wasn’t actually mad with her brother, she simply wanted to be closer to Ark. Her hand slipped to her brothers and she held it as she cuddled into Farkas. Lifting the flute to her lips she took another sip and offered the stolen drink back to him, when he reached for it she pulled it away and titled her head to him. The demand was clear. He could have the drink back, but for a price. #f48082 ​ ​

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[Lady Jace Beleren]

○━━━ fierce & untamed like the moon herself ━━・

Vilkas loved his pack, and he loved his sister. Having them be one and the same was like having a part of his soul click into the proper place. Being born an Alpha made it hard to know where people were when it came to relationships. Some would simply follow you because you existed. Others would find an Alpha that suited them. He had no way to know if Sia would be one way or the other. He always hoped, made every choice in his life looking forward to it, but he could never shake the feeling that life could be unfair. That Sia would never be part of other half of his life. Permanently. "I know. I do. I picked my pack tattoo with you in mind. But, I never wanted to force you. If you didn't join on your own terms, what was the point? The tattoo looks good on you, baby wolf." The little content noise she made when he nudged her, often made when he got close, gave her little physical reminders of his affection, twisted his gut. There it was. That Alpha part of him that did not care she was his sister. It growled "mine, mine, mine" over and over as he felt her head rest on his shoulder. It had gotten louder over the last few years, as she got closer to joining his pack. Leader of them all, yet pushed to the sideline by propriety and his love for the other two. It made him want to growl when Farkas sat down, even if his mind told his instinct it was being a stupid prick. So, he had made his little joke. And when Sia yelled at him, he just smiled. Farkas might have been a little embarrased that she was babying him, wiping his eyes and pressing close, had he not currently been dealing with carbonation in his sinuses. A human would suffer. A wolf was overwhelmed. Still, he smiled as she took her drink and offered it back. When she pulled it back, he smiled even more. There was no hesitation despite their audience. Farkas leaned in and claimed her mouth with no less passion than he had in that dressing room. He tasted the strawberry liquor on her lips and made a content sound very similar to her own. His tongue might have even joined the equation had he not Zach from the kitchen. "Holy fuck. Is it going to be like this all the time?" Farkas pulled away, ready to growl at them. Vilkas was already prepared, teeth pulled back to show the canines in his mouth elongate, his eyes almost glow. Farkas was second in command, but one could not compare to a natural born Alpha, a wolf in human skin. The growl that came from Sia's brother made the bones of every wolf vibrate. Zach turned pale, holding up a hand. June went straight an arrow, lupine gold eyes going molten. The pack did not often sleep with one another, but it was hard to control your reaction when the Alpha showed his wolf side. She turned her head away and became very interested in organizing the various meats and cheeses. "I'm not going to bite you, Zach. Just don't poke fun. You know they have been waiting a long ass time." Zach nodded, order received. It was awkward to be an Alpha on occasion. Hard to stop exerting authority. So, Vilkas stood up and stretched before collecting the two bottles Farkas had brought him. With a little shift, he let the nail extend on his thumb, using the half formed claw to flick the top off. "So, who wants to tell their favorite embarrassing stories about Sia pining after my best friend?" Farkas smirked and leaned down to claim her mouth again, before kissing her cheek, and finally her jaw. Another little growl, a nudge of his nose, and he finally claimed the bottle from his new girlfriend, tilting it back and taking a long few gulps. "I have plenty. Should I start?" The last part was directed at Sia, a little nudge to get her to relax. Everyone had known, yes. But, they had all been waiting as well. Waiting for the two to be happy. So, they started with little jokes, little stories about their new wolf. Until, quick as always, it devolved into them all snacking, drinking, and sharing their complaints and triumphs from their lives. Simple, comfortable. Home. ​