The Young Luna

Chapter 21

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I knew I wasn't pretty or sexy, but I didn't care. Seth still wanted to fuck me every opportunity he got, so

he must have liked how I looked. I was never that confident before, but suddenly I knew that it didn't

matter – because my mate was willing to do anything to make me scream his name.

I gave myself a once over in the bathroom mirror, my wet curls down my back as I wrapped a towel

around my body. I stared at myself for a few moments before heading into the bedroom and grabbing

my phone. I instantly dialled Shawna; I needed a female opinion.

"Hey girl. Are you alright?" she asked in a happy squeal.

"Yeah Shaw, I'm fine. I need some advice" I replied, before pausing. "Some girl advice" I clarified.

"Oh, of course. Did you and the Alpha make up?"

"Yeah we made up this afternoon. And because of that I want to...you know...have a good night if you

get my drift". I shuffled awkwardly before sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Oh you want to have makeup sex" she giggled and I groaned. "I can't say I'll be much help, being

mate-less and a virgin and all. But I think I can try. It seems pretty simple to me".

"It does?"

"You already know that the Alpha wants to mate you. So all you have to do is set the mood. Dinner,

wine and sexy underwear should do it". Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

"You are literally like my fairy godmother. I feel like I don't know anything about men or relationships" I

sighed. "So, I'll cook some food and open a bottle of wine – that's all fine. But sexy underwear? I don't

own any of that and even if I did, I don't have anything nice to put over it".

"Alright then, don't wear any underwear" Shawna replied.

"Commando!" I exclaimed.

"Yeah, come on it's not like he hasn't seen you naked before" she giggled. I nodded in agreement, even

though she couldn't see me. "Wear one of his shirts. Guys love it when girls wear their shirts and then

nothing else".

"They do?"

She paused, "well the movies make them seem like they do. In all those romance movies the girls

always puts on the guys shirts and then the guy instantly falls in love with them".

I laughed softly, "that sounds dumb. But I haven't got any other advice, so I'll go with that".

Shawna and I chatted for a few more minutes, before we hung up and I thanked her for all her advice.

Despite the fact she also had never had a boyfriend, or sex, as she was waiting for her mate – she was

more in touch with her feminine side and seemed to know more about love and relationship than I did.

So I was grateful for her.

I looked through Seth's closet before settling on a baby blue front button shirt. I pulled it on, letting it fall

to my thighs, feeling the gentle silk against my skin and against my nipples. I bit my bottom lip in

excitement for the evening ahead. I left my hair down before heading downstairs.

Dean was in the living room playing on Seth's Xbox as I walked in. He looked up at me before glancing

away. "Christ, mind putting some clothes on" he grumbled.

"Yes, I do mind. I'm waiting for Seth to get home" I replied, walking past him and to the kitchen.

"Ew. I don't want to know what you two have planned tonight". He made a face that I saw, before he

was blocked out of sight as I reached the kitchen stove. I instantly began cooking as I thought over the

night ahead with Seth.

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Some people may have called me a slut, or other names, for how willingly I gave myself to Seth, but I

didn't care. I liked Seth and I wanted to have sex with Seth – so why shouldn't I? We were mates and

maybe I didn't know much about Seth, nor him me, but it didn't matter. Why shouldn't I be having sex

with a man just because he was older than me, or because we didn't love each other? I loved sex, so I

would have it.

"Seth's on his way home" Dean shouted to me, as I was finishing cooking. "I'm going to head out. What

time do you need me tomorrow?"

"I'm not meeting Shawna until two, but I want to go see the Pack doctor in the morning. So about ten" I

called back, as I fried plantain pancakes.

"Alright. Have fun with whatever kinky plans you and Seth have tonight".

"I will" I laughed, before I heard the front door shut. I went to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of wine

and set it on the table. I then began finishing off the food, and about five minutes later the front door

opened.

"Freckles, I'm home" Seth called and I giggled slightly.

"I'm in the kitchen" I shouted back and he followed my holler into the kitchen.

"Damn that smells good" he mused, as he walked into the kitchen. "Damn you look good". He gave a

low whistle of appreciation before he came up behind me. I moaned softly as his arms wrapped around

my waist, pressing his chest to my back. "You look so fucking hot in my shirt".

"You like?" I mused.

"Like? Baby girl, I fucking love" he laughed. Hands running under the edge of the shirt and feeling his

way up to my ass. He groaned softly when he realised I wasn't wearing any underwear, before he

gripped my ass tightly. "Oh baby girl". He buried his face into my neck and began kissing my skin

heavily.

My head fell back, to give him more access, as his hands massaged my rear – then a stray finger

moved under and ran over my core. I moaned as his finger dipped inside me, adding to the wetness

that was already beginning.

"S-Seth" I breathed out.

"Daddy" he corrected me, and I felt my core quiver in arousal.

"Daddy" I whispered out. Seth moaned, his erection pressing tightly into my back. "Daddy, I made

dinner. Don't you want to eat first?"

"Oh such a good girl. Such a good girl" he moaned, nipping at my ear lobe. "Daddy is going to reward

you tonight". His words made me shiver as he pulled his finger away from me. I turned to look up at

him, no doubt flushed from the simplest of touches. Seth stuck his finger, wet with my arousal, into his

mouth and licked it clean.

Seth winked at me, spanked my ass quickly, before walking out the room. He came back a few

seconds later with his jacket and shoes removed, his hands washed and dried. He poured us wine as I

served the food.

"What did you cook, freckles?"

"Arroz atollado" I smiled.

"Fuck, you're hot when you speak in Spanish. But I still don't know what that means". He dug into the

food anyway.

"It's made of; rice, chicken, pork, potatoes and vegetables. Then those are plantain pancakes" I

explained. I was happy when Seth moaned in gratitude of the food – one thing my mother never let me

get away with was missing my grandmother's cooking lessons.

Seth and I ate happily, and sipped some wine, before I could feel Seth's attention turning to me. "How

was your day baby girl?" he asked, as we finished up.

"It was horrible until we made up" I admitted, "I was moody and snapped at everyone".

"Let me make it up to you baby girl" Seth sighed. Getting up from his seat, he walked over and held his

hands out to me. I got out of my own seat and took his hands. He pulled me flush to him and I gulped

at how warm his body was against me.

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Leaning down, he picked me up effortlessly and I wrapped my legs around his waist. "Tonight is all

about you, baby girl". He carried me up to his bedroom and set me down on the edge of the bed, my

legs dangling off. He smiled down at me, before cupping my cheeks.

He kissed me deeply, forcing me to lean up into him, as his fingers tangled themselves into my curls. "I

love your hair down" he groaned, "I want you dressed in my shirt with your hair down, ready for a good

fucking, every day when I come home from work". There was a husky dominance in his order.

"Yes Daddy" I nodded. Seth almost moaned in pleasure at my words, as I looked up at him. He quickly

moved me back onto the bed, before climbing onto the bed after me. He kissed me deeply, our tongues

and lips moulding together and teasing one another. His fingers worked on undoing the shirt, before

slipping it off my shoulders and body – leaving me naked under him.

He then moved his kisses down my body, taking a few minutes to lick and suck on my nipples –

instantly making me wetter than I thought I could be. But my nipples were too sensitive for a long

assault with his kisses, so Seth moved on soon. His lips brushed over my stomach, before moving to

my thighs.

Butterflies of excitement flew around my stomach, as Seth pushed my legs apart and knelt between

them. Leaning down, he pressed a gentle kiss to my folds before he spread them with his fingers. A

moan ripped through my lips as his tongue dipped inside me. I could feel Seth smirking against my

core.

Seth's skilful tongue got to work, dipping in and out of me, before circling my clitoris a few times. It took

a handful of minutes before I could feel my orgasm building up. "S-Seth" I breathed out. My mate

instantly pulled away and I whimpered in upset.

"Wrong" Seth growled, before he slapped my clitoris. I yelled – in both pleasure and pain. "How do you

address me, naughty girl?"

"Daddy. Sorry Daddy" I breathed out.

"Good girl" he smiled up at me, from between my legs. "Just for that I'll give you an orgasm, but you get

my name wrong again and you'll need to be punished. Understand?"

"Yes Daddy" I nodded, desperate for my orgasm. He smirked smugly at me, before his lips and tongue

went back to my core. His fingers dipped into me as his tongue circled my clitoris. My orgasm began

building again, as my back arched upwards. He held my hips down his free hands, as his tongue sped

up the little circles.

"Fuck, yes, Daddy" I screamed as my orgasm hit. My eyes fell shut as I screamed and cussed my way

through my climax, my body shaking in pleasure and my toes curling. Seth praised my when he pulled

away, taking me into his arms as I came down from my high. I caught my breath for a few moments, as

Seth just held me and let me compose myself. "What now, Daddy?"

He soothed down my hair, "such a good girl. You're going to ride Daddy's big cock now baby girl.

Okay?"

I nodded my head enthusiastically, "yes I want to ride your big cock". I almost licked my lips with

excitement. Seth moved away from the bed and quickly stripped his clothing off. He erection was large

and prominent as usual. I stared at, desperate for it to be in some part of my body soon.

Seth stared deeply into my eyes as he ran his hand over the erection a few times, before grabbing a

condom from the side draw and putting it on. Seth then moved back onto the bed and lifted me up, so

that I was straddling him – erection in front of me. I pressed forward, giving my clitoris the pressure it

needed. I groaned as his hardened member pushed between my folds.

"Time to ride Daddy now" Seth breathed out. I could feel his eyes on me, watching in fascination as I

buckled my hips against his erection – wetting it with my juices. I didn't move, just buckled my hips

again adding pressure to my clitoris again. "Mabel" Seth boomed and I jumped in surprise. I looked up

at him with innocent eyes. "I told you it was time for you to ride Daddy. Are you disobeying me?"

"No Daddy, I just love your big cock so much" I breathed out – actually enjoying playing my character of

the innocent school girl. "Don't punish me Daddy, I'll ride you now". I pleaded, although I wanted a bit of

punishment too. Lifting myself up, I positioned Seth's erection tip at my entrance. "Please Daddy let me

ride you".

"Ride me now!" he ordered. I eased my way down his erection, feeling him push against my walls as I

took all of him in. I pushed right down to the hilt, moaning as I felt his balls press against my ass. "Good

girl, such a good girl. You take Daddy so well".

I began to ride him, fuck him as hard as I could. I wanted him to feel as much pleasure as he made me

feel. So I moved my hips as fast as I could, occasionally circling and bouncing, as Seth watched me

happily. I was sure if he wasn't in so much pleasure, he would have put his hands behind his head and

watched me ride him like I was his favourite TV show.

When I finally brought him to orgasm, the pleasure on his face and the way he jerked inside me,

pushed me over the edge once more. And we were shouting each other's name as we came undone.

The only difference was he was shouting 'Mabel' and I was shouting 'Daddy'.

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