Becoming the Luna - Chapter 370

mature content…

(Mostly DreamxDale because they didn’t get enough attention)

Hayden can practically feel Virgil’s worry and possession lurking beneath the depths of his icy blue eyes, the weight of his stare constantly on him all through the meal.

So he’s not caught off guard when as soon as they get in their apartment and the door is safely locked – everything had to be his mom-proofed – Virgil is pouncing on him.

His Alpha’s sharp teeth are grazing his ever sensitive mating mark, hard length pressed against his lower back.

Hayden welcomes the onslaught, arching his neck to the side to give Virgil better access to his neck.

Virgil spins him around, picking him up with both hands braced under his thighs, Hayden holding onto his shoulders for balance even as he mouths at Virgil’s jaw.

Fingers digging into Hayden’s thigh through his soft sweatpants, he gently places him at the edge of the bed.

“I love you so much.” Virgil whispers to him, crouching directly in front of him, his hands disappearing up Hayden’s shirt.

“Love you too.” Hayden beams sweetly at him. “So you’ll let me suck you off?”

Virgil literally chokes, eyes watering in shock. “What?”

“Oh really? Yes? Thank you.” He says in a rush.

“But…” Virgil starts to complain, the last thing he wanted was to be the cause of Hayden’s throwing up fit.

“I won’t take you all in.” Hayden is quick to bargain like Virgil would have been able to tell him no.

Virgil should have scented out the bullshit though but all his coherent thoughts flatline when his mate takes him down in one smooth move after slicking him up a bit.

Virgil throws his head back against the headboard, cursing on a groan as he feels his mate swallow around him…

•~•

Dale took his time with marking up his mate, it was very important that everyone knew who he belonged to.

Going slow only lasts for so long then Dream is lifting up his head and kissing him so hard he tastes blood.

Snapping isn’t an option at this point, Dale surging forward even as he takes hold of Dream’s wandering hands to hold them up above his head, returning the favor.

Dream breaks away first with a gasp, shying away from his piercing gaze.

His eyes widen in surprise when Dale spins them around so that Dream is sitting on him, realizing that throughout his heat Dale was always on top.

He glances up into familiar forest green eyes which are always fixed on him, there’s so much love in the dark green depths, Dream wonders how he had never noticed it before.

Dale’s eyes were alight from within and Dream is pretty sure there are matching stars in his eyes… yeah, he could definitely see what the fuss was all about mates.

In the next couple minutes it’s a flurry of movement, Dream barely able to concentrate enough to jerk off Dale’s dick with how aggressively the Alpha’s goes for his already marked up throat, deft hands plucking at his reddened nipples.

“No prep?” Dale drawls into his ears, voice dark and hoarse when Dream starts to squirm impatiently.

Dream stiffens, a fine coating of blush spreads all over his heated skin, small hands going slack on the Alpha’s dick. “I-I thought…” He trails off, averting his face, he had expected that Dale would be the one to do it.

“I want to watch you.” Dale starts of with a bright smile which falls away to a dark look, fanngs peeking out. “Turn around.”

Dream’s eyes grow wide, feeling like prey under the sharp stare of Dale’s gold eyes, he agrees with a gulp, slowly turning around and leaning forward, ass in the air, cheeks red.

There’s no need for lube because he’s already wet enough, more slick gushing out at the heavy weight of Dale’s stare on his puckered hole.

A shaky hand reaches behind him, unexplainably shy, he buries his face in the sheets, knees spread on either side of Dale’s thighs, shaky chubby fingers inching closer.

He gasps audibly when his fingers make contact, skin over sensitive as he carefully rubs a hand over his hole, slick drenching his hands, his other hand clutching the sheets tightly when he slips two fingers in, the slide easy.

He fucks into himself, scissoring his index and middle fingers, thighs spreading from how weak his knees were becoming, the slide is too easy that in no time, two fingers become three, three fingers turning to four.

Desperate little sounds spilling from his mouth with each thrust, back arching prettily, something about Dale just sitting there and watching him intensely without making a move to touch him does more than enough to drive Dream crazy.

A cry slips from his lips when Dale finally touches him, grabbing his upper thighs, his grip fierce.

This makes him slow down, earning a playful nip on a butt cheek, Dale follows this up with a spank, soothing over the reddened skin.

“Didn’t say you could stop.” He says, his hands moving higher, blatantly ignoring Dream’s weeping hole.

Dream pushes a couple of his fingers into his mouth to ground himself, overwhelmed even as he resumes thrusting into himself.

Dale takes his fingers out this time, wrapping steady hands around Dream’s sweat slicked waist, easily bringing him to sit upright, his back to Dale’s torso.

He wastes no time pushing into Dream’s soft wet heat, the slide silken and smooth, gathering his Omega’s shuddering body gingerly into his arms, holding him upright to guide his lithe body up and down his hard length.

Lavishing wet, open mouthed kisses all over his neck and collarbones, Dale’s mating mark tingles in anticipation.

He leans over to lick over Dream’s scent gland, Dream’s head thrown back to provide easy access.

Mating bites were deep so it could easily hurt… unless it was done right…

He keeps Dream steady with one hand, his hips thrusting upwards, brushing silken walls and a sensitive spot deep in him, Dream’s mouth falling open.

Dale lifts Dream one more time, thrusting upwards one more time even as he slams him down, sinking in his teeth at the same time.

Dream cums hard, mouth open in a silent scream, spasming wildly around Dale who follows after.

“You didn’t have to bite that hard.” Dream pouts drowsily after they both come down from their high.

Dale splutters, already about to apologize when Dream spins around, still seated on his half hard dick.

“So you’ll have to try again.” Dream grins unrepentantly at him, a twinkle in his amber eyes.