The Alpha’s Bride

Chapter 870: Talia’s Luna ceremony (2)

They were both wearing ceremonial clothes that provided easy access (and no underwear). He just needed to push her skirt higher, and his on the side, and… damn it!     

Now he had a raging hard-on and an aroused mate right there that wafted of the most delicious pumpkin he wanted to devour. Unfortunately, Mindy and Gideon were on the podium, and if they did anything their bodies desired, they would give a good show to the people below. The surrounding forest was full of patrols, and their home was far away.     

Gideon’s eyes flashed when he got an idea.     

“We need sage,” he said. He took Mindy’s hand into his and tugged her to the side.     

Sage? Mindy wondered if he was about to cook or conduct a ceremony. OK, sage was needed for some rituals, but not for the Luna ceremony. In preparation for this event, Mindy read Gideon’s notes, and she was confident no sage was mentioned.     

Gideon led the way into a small shed only a few trees deep into the forest. It was used as temporary storage for ceremonial items.     

The place was cramped with shelving all around and one counter filled with various containers to the brim.     

Gideon pushed containers with powders and crystals to the side, making them clatter and fall to the ground, and then he hoisted Mindy to sit on the counter.     

Mindy’s arousal swelled when she realized what Gideon was up to.     

The shed was enclosed from all sides, but the thin walls made of wood and plastic mixture didn’t provide soundproofing.     

“Someone will hear us,” Mindy protested, but she lifted her butt when he pushed her skirt up.     

Gideon smirked. “Then, this is your task. Be quiet. Not a sound.”     

“Ah!” She moaned loudly when he entered her in one mighty thrust.     

“You failed,” Gideon said grimly. “How will I punish you now, princess?”     

Mindy’s insides trembled. His punishments included a lot of sex and him telling her when she can (and when she can’t) have an orgasm. Those sessions were torturous, but at the same time, they were the most pleasurable she had ever experienced. She loved when Gideon bossed her around.     

“Please,” Mindy squirmed because Gideon stopped moving. “I will be a good girl, just… let me have this one.”     

“How will I teach you obedience if I give in that easily?”     

“Double my punishment. I will do anything.”     

Seeing his pumpkin-infused princess beg for his cock was the best turn-on ever.     

“Tonight, your punishment will begin,” Gideon said, and he spread her legs as far as they went. “Not a sound or you will miss the event you planned for,” Gideon warned, and Mindy nodded with urgency. She would do anything for an orgasm.     

Mindy bit her lower lip, and her eyes rolled at the back of her head when Gideon started rocking into her. The sparks and the friction were getting stronger by the day due to her pregnancy, and holding back sounds was more difficult than she thought it would be.     

The containers that were still on the counter clattered against each other, and a few fell on the floor and made a mess, but Mindy and Gideon didn’t care about those.     

Mindy was on the verge of passing out, and she held her mouth closed tightly out of fear that Gideon would stop if she made a sound. And just when she thought she reached her limit, Gideon pulled her into a kiss, and he swallowed her cries as she fell apart right there, on the counter in a shed that was used as temporary storage for ceremonial items.     

“You did good, princess,” Gideon rasped.     

Mindy leaned her forehead on his shoulder while catching her breath. She loved that he praised her, but part of her was hoping he would increase the punishment further.         

Now only if she could find a cloth to wipe his seed that trickled out of her, that would be perfect.     

…     

In one of the guest bedrooms on the second floor of the packhouse…     

Talia was sitting in front of a mirror with Meg and Sandy styling her hair in a French braid with little flowers in it.     

Talia was delighted to have her Beta and Gamma from the Midnight Guardians pack with her. Kai and Tyler were mingling with guests.     

Maya, Tatiana, Kalina, Dawn, Michelle, Cornelia, Amelia, and Darya were in the room as well.     

Caden, Max, Tony, and Cristian were with Damon in a different room. Others were either getting ready or were already in the garden.     

Three Wilkow sisters were asking Meg and Sandy about Varya and Grady, and they knew that Lidia and her mate will be at the fair. The event was organized as a mixer for unmated werewolves, but anyone could attend.     

“Why is Yasmin late?” Talia asked.     

“She should be here by now,” Meg responded.     

Just as Meg finished saying that, there was a knock on the door, and Yasmin peeked in.     

“Oh, I thought I would never find you,” Yasmin said before opening the door and waddling inside. “I took a left instead of right, and I got lost. This pregnancy is messing with my sense of direction.”     

Talia wanted to ask, how can anyone get lost in this packhouse where staircases were in the middle of a building and straight hallways go left or right? But then her attention fell on Yasmin’s belly, which looked like she was about to blow any minute.     

Yasmin paused. “Is there something wrong?”     

“Uhm… Your stomach,” Talia said.     

Yasmin grinned and rubbed her big bulge. “Thanks to you teaching me how to channel energies, I was able to advance my pregnancy.”     

Talia was still processing this information. She saw Yasmin only two weeks ago, and at that time, Yasmin had a flat stomach, and this… this was huge!     

Talia remembered that the time in the Midnight Guardians passed differently and that Yasmin was carrying twins, and she reminded herself not to stare. She gave Yasmin a big hug.     

“You are glowing,” Talia said to Yasmin.     

“And you are beautiful,” Yasmin returned the compliment.     

Talia suddenly became aware of her outfit.     

Meg, Maya, and Sandy also wore ceremonial outfits, but Talia’s stood out with black embroidery that formed shapes of wolves and a moon above them.     

Talia turned to the mirror and ran her hands over the soft brown leather that covered her chest and made a skirt. She wore that same outfit for the Dark Howlers pack run, and there was a ceremony as well, but Talia missed it because Damon didn’t remember her, and she needed to prepare for the magic spell that would snap Damon to his senses.     

This time, Talia was determined that this will be successful. She will have her Luna ceremony, and everything will be great. It had to be.     

Damon said that her Luna ceremony was low-key, and if anyone wanted to cause trouble, they would be targeting the fair. Talia was unsure about redirecting attention of bad people to the fair, where a lot of civilians were, but Damon assured her that they had plenty of warriors standing guard and mixed in with the crowd, and it will be OK. Besides, with so many Alphas in the area, no one would dare to act rashly.