Betrayed Luna's Second Chance Alphas
Betrayed Luna’s Second Chance Alphas – Chapter 46

-Adrian-

I was going crazy. She was so beautiful and she made me feel things I had never felt before. It was chaos. It was not neat or proper, but I didn’t care.

My heart was thundering, my breath was coming out in a sharp gasp. I wanted to k**s her. To do things to her, things I had dreamed of doing.

“K**s me, Red.” My voice came out fierce and desperate. I felt the desperation deep inside. My co.ck was hard, and I wanted her hands around it.

One look from this maddening woman, who looked like she was hiding a world of secrets beneath those beguiling green eyes, I was losing all sense of sanity. And she finally blessed me with what I had been begging for, for so long. A k**s.

This wasn’t a k**s that was meant for hurting Hiran. This was the k**s. This was proof that she wanted me and that was all I needed for now. A part of me would always feel like a second choice, but I just couldn’t give her up. My heart was torn. Somehow, I knew… I had to be with her. I couldn’t not want this. I needed this. Her.

“It tastes like desperation, but I can’t- I feel like I can’t stop, now that we have started,” Clay whispered. “Please… please, make her love you, too.”

“I want that, too. I need that,” I said to my wolf, hoping, praying that a part, at least a small part of Riley, would belong to me. Only to me.

“Adrian…” she m****d my name and my body clenched in response.

All my b***d had gone to my c.ock. I had never been so hard in my life. I wanted her with everything I had.

She tasted like pure pleasure and poison. Clay stirred within me and g*****d darkly. He had been clawing since he saw Riley like that, eyes glowing and red. He wanted her, just as much as I wanted her. When her lips touched mine, I felt like I had finally found the missing piece of the puzzle I had been looking for.

Her lips were soft, slow… my body was melting from her touch. Everywhere she touched me, I burned. I wanted her. I wanted to bury myself inside her and take her in ways I couldn’t explain. That first night… the dreams I had of her… everything felt so vivid as she kissed and killed.

“If I die right now, I will die a happy person,” Clay said with a deep m**n. “But I won’t die. If I die, that i***t Karl will have her all to himself. I can’t let him,” Clay sounded disgusted. I smiled a little. Even though Clay was always fighting with Karl, I knew he would give his life for Karl.

The door opened. I g*****d inside, but didn’t move. I almost expected Roman to punch me in the teeth, but he didn’t. My heart swelled in love. I love him for giving this to me. I knew it was hard for him.

Roman went behind her and pulled her closer to his body. I moved further towards her and sucked Riley’s lips between my teeth. “Kitten, you bad, bad Kitten. You know you must be punished for this…”

His voice was soft, breathy.

“It was him,” Riley said as I moved down from her lips. Her pulse was throbbing. Her heart was racing. I had a feeling she was enjoying this more than she had thought. Her g****s and grunts were proof of it.

“I want to bite you,” Roman whispered and I g*****d. “I want to mark you.”

Oh f**k. Riley stilled. I pulled away from her and Roman stopped. I had a feeling that he didn’t mean to blurt it out. My eyes widened as I met his. He looked down at his fingers.

“You- you what?” Riley breathed out.

“I didn’t mean to-“

“You can’t,” I said with a sigh. “You will hurt her if you do.”

The marking worked in ways that were not always clear. It was divine, lasting. When a mark was made, it would bind two people for eternity, unless it is destroyed.

A marking ceremony involved elders, witches, magic, witnesses, and b***d. It wasn’t just a bite. It was a promise of a lifetime. It was just as important as a fated bond.

After a bond was made, and the b***d was shared, and the mark became permanent — it would take a day or two– no other wolf could mark a person, until the mark was removed, which would happen during the rejection ceremony.

It was a long, painful process.

Rejection was not done only with words. “I dash and dash, reject, dash and dash…” No. Rejections were soul-crushing, painful, especially when the bond was fated.

-Adrian-

I was going crazy. She was so beautiful and she made me feel things I had never felt before. It was chaos. It was not neat or proper, but I didn’t care.

Rejections would leave both the mates weak and wounded and it would take so many days to heal from the pain of the rejection.

I felt terrible that Riley had to go through that awful pain for someone as useless, and horrible as Hiran. But I would be there for her. Roman would be there, as well.

I had also been doing a lot of research about how two wolves could mark the same person. I didn’t know why I was, but I wanted to know.

The marking had to happen at the same time. Everything. The sharing of b***d, the bite, the magic… If Roman marked her first, I could never mark her and I didn’t want that.

Roman’s eyes flashed and then he nodded. “I know. I won’t do that. I won’t do anything to hurt her,” he said before he bent down and licked the mark Hiran had made. “But I want to wipe this away from your body, and then place mine right there.”

I g*****d. It was making me hot to hear him talk like that to her. Instead of making me possessive or jealous, it was making me even harder than I already was. The f.uck is wrong with me?

“You know, you can’t mark her before me,” I said without blinking, my eyes staring only at Roman. I wanted to see what his first reaction would be.

Riley gasped again.

Roman sighed and nodded.

“Do you want that?” he mind-linked me. I hesitated for only a second, but even before he asked me, I already knew.

“I think I do. I know you are already in love with her, Roman, but I think I am going there, too. I am falling for her.”

“Maybe she needs both of us. After what we saw…” Roman shook his head. “It does feel strange, Ad, because she isn’t that girl we had during college. Riley is more. But if there is someone in this whole universe I could share her with, it is you. You are amazing. To be honest, you are more suitable for her than me. But I still want her. I still need her.”

I chuckled.

“I know you need her. She doesn’t need us. She can take care of herself. But we both need her.”

“You guys are mind-linking, aren’t you? I have always wanted to ask that. But how? I have never seen two Alpha wolves mind-link.”

“It is a special link. We are both Alphas, but the mind-link we share came from the bite of the Lycan king, my father,” Roman said.

“It also only works because Rome and I are best friends from when we were younger. Usually, it rarely works between two Alphas.”

“You guys are lucky. I want to have a mind-link, too. With you. With both of you.”

“Once we go back to NY…” Roman started.

“When will we leave? You got a phone call, right? Who called? Anything about Claire?” Riley whispered and Roman nodded.

“We will leave tomorrow,” Roman said and Riley blinked. “We will allow Hiran to heal tonight, and then take him to NY and present him in front of the Red Watchers.”

“But Claire… they wouldn’t let her go if we don’t let him go. She can’t- they can’t have her.”

“The call I got was from Finn. My father found the security feed and they got the picture of the person who took Claire. One of Ramsay’s lackeys. The NY police are tracking her. Also some of the best warriors and trackers from Nightshade, and Darkwater are already looking for Claire all over the city. The cops are pulling the traffic camera feeds to track the person and his black SUV. Finn is sure they will find her before nightfall.”

“Darkwater?”

“That is my dad’s pack, little Red,” I said.

My dad wanted me to take over the pack when I was twenty, but I loved doing what I did. So I told him that he should be the Alpha a bit longer, and then should hand the pack to Bella. She would be a better Alpha. I loved my life as it already was.

She blinked and sighed as she leaned against Roman, her eyes wide and grateful.

“I don’t know how to thank you, both of you.”

“How about…” I trailed off as I moved closer to her again. Riley g*****d as Roman bent down and kissed her on her chin. I bent to the other side of her neck and pressed my teeth against her pulse.

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(Sexy times. Not full on. If you don’t like MxFxM… you can skip and read just the last part.)

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(Sexy times. Not full on. If you don’t like MxFxM… you can skip and read just the last part.)

She let out a loud m**n when I sucked her right on her pulse. Her skin was soft, and it tasted like honey.

“What the hell is happening to me? This isn’t- oh…” she stopped when I softly bit on her pulse point and g*****d. Roman’s hand went to the side of her breast. She grabbed my hand in hers and pushed it against her other breast, arching into my hand.

Her nip.ples were hard, and almost poked through her t-shirt.

I cupped her soft, magnificent breast that looked teasingly exposed in her old, ratty t-shirt.

She was tempting. She was splendid. She was an addiction.

My fingers tingled as I kneaded her breast, moaning as I did. My body was reacting violently to her touch.

I pulled the side of her t-shirt down and my lips parted in a soft gasp. She was wearing a lacy bra that did nothing to hide her round breasts. Roman growled under his breath and ripped her t-shirt off.

“You are always ripping my clothes, Roman,” she m****d.

My breathing hitched. I licked my lips as my greedy, wanton eyes traced her breasts. Her n*****s were pressed against the lace and my throat went dry and my co.ck became impossibly harder.

I wondered if I might explode from the pressure building inside me.

As I watched, Roman pressed a finger against her nip.ple. I m****d as my c*ck jerked in response.

Riley threw her head back, her fiery hair falling down her back in ringlets, her eyes half closed. She was flushed.

And then Roman bent down and bit the swell of her breast over the lace, enticing a loud, wild m**n from her parted lips. My fingers went to my e******n as I bent down and bit her h*p. She was curvy, beautiful and I loved touching her, tasting her.

“Take her pants off,” Roman ordered in a growl before going back to suckle her ni.pples.

Clay growled in my head, loud, frenzied.

She was so beautiful and he wanted her. All of her. I did, too.

I quickly pulled her pants down and breathed her arousal. My mouth watered. I wanted to drink her until I wasn’t so thirsty anymore.

“Oh, damn, Goddess… She smells delicious. Let me have a bite of her,” Clay said with a deep throaty g***n, and I had to agree with my wolf.

“Adrian,” she g*****d my name out when my fingers played with the edge of her panties. She moved to seek my fingers. My horny little Red.

“Should I rip it or remove it, Red?”

“The f**k. Do anything. Just get rid of it,” Roman grunted as his hand moved down her a*s and squeezed.

I ripped it off, and saw that she was already so wet, she was dripping from the sides of her thighs. I was hungry for her.

I leaned closer and licked her juice from the side of her thigh and she jerked and growled as her hands buried inside my hair, keeping me in place. Her pull was not soft, either, but I loved how rough she was, how uncontained.

She was delicious, she was like an addictive drug, and she made me feel high. So high.

There was something about her, something that I couldn’t put my fingers on. It called to my b***d. It made my body sing.

I had my fair share of one-night-stands, and girlfriends, but Riley was different.

s*x was s*x before. s*x was never a curiosity. Never l**t and need and attraction. Never addiction, obsession, love…

I shouldn’t have lost the game, because I knew the stakes were higher in this game. But I just couldn’t stop. I couldn’t stop falling, even if the fall might hurt me, break me, kill me.

This was everything and more. She was.

“Oh, Adrian…” She g*****d. “Rome…”

“Should I eat you, little Luna?” I whispered and blew into her p*ssy. She quivered, and a loud, erotic g***n left her lips.

“This is so wrong…” she m****d even as her hand dragged me towards her dripping p*ssy. I poked my tongue out and licked her cli.t, and both Riley and Roman growled together.

“But it feels so right to me, little Red.”