** sexual content ** yes again only brief **

It doesn't take much to get my heart racing, but the way Asra was looking at me was like nothing I had ever seen before. His hooded, deep eyes sent shivers down my spine and his resounding growl had my skin rising with goosebumps.

My hands automatically reached for the straps of my dress, pulling them down to reveal my naked chest. His eyes watched the motions, darkening when my dress fell to the floor. My thumbs hooked into the waistband of my panties next, sliding them down my legs and from my feet. Silence filled the room as the tension grew.

"What now?" I whispered.

Dark eyes snapped to mine and before I could blink, he was around the desk, grabbing hold of my waist. He threw me, pretty much, onto the sofa along the far wall, landing with a gasp that left me winded. I didn't have time to react, completely taken advantage of as he hovered over me.

"Now, it's my turn." He growled.

Asra's thumbs fiddled with the buttons of his shirt, dragging it down his back and revealing his tan skin and dark tattoos. I watched him hungrily, my body warming as he moved onto his belt next. He slowly slid the leather through the buckle before unclasping it with a sharp snap. I gulped when he stepped closer, grabbing my jaw softly.

"Take them off."

I nodded silently, grabbing hold of his zipper and pulling. The sharp noise filled the air before I pulled his trousers down, the fabric gliding along his skin. He kicked them off once they reached the bottom before gesturing me to grab hold of his boxers. I hesitated, staring at the bulge that awaited me, my hands shaking.

Asra's hands wrapped around my own, and my eyes darted up to meet his. "You don't have to."

I smiled, shaking my head. "It's okay."

I blinked back down to his hidden length, removing my hands from his grip. I was enjoying undressing him, watching and doing it gave me a strange sort of thrill. Slowly, I pulled the band down with one hand as my other bravely dug inside. My hand wrapped around his heat, pulling him from the confinement. I vaguely heard Asra curse as my hand pulled at his length, his hand dropping to my hair.

His cock was hot and heavy in my hand, the thickness more than I could hold. I squeezed lightly, enjoying the way his hand tightened in my hair. A shock of excitement ran down my spine and I did it again, earning a small moan in return.

"Fuck. You keep doing that and I will explode." He hissed as I ran my hand along his length.

I laughed lightly, allowing him to pull his hips away from me. Asra pulled me to my feet, claiming my lips with his own. I sank into his hold, letting him take control. My body burned as the sexual tension grew, our naked bodies moulding into each other.

His hand slid between my thighs, pressing into my mound. I jolted against him, pulling my mouth away with a gasp. His lips trailed down my jaw, leaving tingling, wet kisses in his wake. My back arched, his hands digging into the small of my back.

"Turn around." He whispered into my ear.

He spun me around until my ass rested against his hard cock. I shuddered involuntarily as his hand ran up and down my spine, before firmly pressing into the middle of my back. I bent forward, grabbing onto the back of the sofa. He urged my knees to bend, resting them on the sofa cushions. My spine was rigid until he ran his hand down it, coaxing me with gentle words.

"Relax, I'll take care of you." He murmured.

His hand grabbed at my flesh, groaning as I arched for him. Fingers probed at my core, collecting wetness before smoothing it over my clit. He drove me to my first orgasm pretty quickly, my body shuddering into relaxation.

"That's it." He muttered.

I felt his cock slide against my mound, combining our juices as he finally slid it home. I was burning, aching for the need to be filled, and when it finally came, I moaned into the sofa cushions. Asra cursed, grabbing handfuls of flesh as he drove into me. I slumped onto the sofa, my cheek pressed against the soft fabric as he dived in deep. The sounds of his heavy breathing and soft moans and curses had me moaning with every breath.

His hand lightly smacked at my ass, and I didn't mind; moaning louder. It urged him to do it again. The sharp smack on my skin caused me to tense and clench around his girth. The fluttering fire built in my gut until I couldn't dowse it any longer, and came shivering over his length. Asra cursed softly, pushing me by the shoulders onto the sofa as he drove home. My body rocked with every hard, sharp thrust, my breathing shallow as he sought his climax.

Just as another climax had my body shaking, Asra was finishing over my lower back and ass. His guttural moans caused the goosebumps to rise, his fingers flexing on the base of my neck. When he finally released me, I pulled my face up for air.

"Stay there. I will clean you up." He murmured, lightly tapping my ass.

I flushed at the position he left me in, but obeyed his wishes. Arching my spine, I fought back the ache that developed in my shoulders with a soft groan. Soon, a wet cloth met my skin that had me jumping in fright. Asra chuckled at me but continued to wipe me clean. His hand turned me over, pulling me by the jaw until he could seal the job with a kiss.

"You did so good, baby."

Baby.

Ugh.

I shivered just at the mere sound of the nickname.

"You weren't so bad yourself." I smirked.

He chuckled, kissing me once more before turning to grab my underwear. I took it from his outstretched hand, sliding them up my legs and on.

"Now, you smell like your mate as you should do." He grinned, slapping his waistband against his skin.

I laughed, shaking my head. "Well, I am glad it worked."

***

I was waiting for Eve outside on the porch, Asra's promise of spending whatever I wanted weighing heavy on my mind. It was probably a good job I didn't have Mya with me. She would want to spend it all, much like Piper did.

My heart twinged at the distance of my closest friend, so I cleared my throat and descended the steps to distract myself.

The door swinging open had me spinning on my ankles, only to narrow my eyes at Mya as she exited.

"What's that look for?" She scoffed.

I quirked an eyebrow. "I'm going shopping with Eve..."

Eve trailed behind her, a sheepish look on her face. "She convinced me to let her come."

Now my other eyebrow rose with intrigue. "Oh, she did?"

"I sure did."

"What was the reason?" I wondered, cocking my head.

Eve glowered at her sister, who merely shrugged. "That I am boring."

Mya scoffed. "I didn't say that."

"May as well have."

"I just said that you have a simpler taste. If the luna is going to a ball, she is going to need a fabulous dress." Mya rolled her eyes.

"It's not a ball, per se. I think it's dinner and a dance." I frowned.

"So... a ball." She shrugged. "Right, sis? It's a ball."

Eve's shoulders sagged, and she looked at me with a pained expression. "When's the car coming?"

"He's already here." I mused. "He's been waiting for a few minutes."

Eve was quick to walk down the steps to stand beside me, looping her arm through my elbow and dragging me away. She was muttering something I couldn't hear, but I heard her sister's name in the equation. The driver was quick to see us coming, opening the back door for us to get seated. I thanked him softly, realising it was Serenity's father again.

Mya was stomping as she followed behind us, going around the car to sit beside me. They squished me between each other, feeling rather like a sandwich. I squeezed my eyes shut for most of the journey, eager for it to be over.

I don't think I will ever like car journeys.

It was over before I knew it, and I was quick to shove Mya through the door and climb out. She stumbled, barely catching herself with a few sharp words in my direction. I ignored her, inhaling the fresh air greedily.

It was humid today, and my body was feeling sticky. June was getting warmer, which only meant one thing; summer was finally here.

Today, I wore a simple dark purple summer dress. It was a stretchy material at the waist before ballooning at the waist down to my knee. It was floaty, perfect for the humid weather. A gentle breeze ran along my ass which, you know, was nice too. The straps fell around my biceps, a soft look that I rather enjoyed. I was glad Piper took me shopping. She opened me to a whole new wardrobe of clothes. Not everything had to be conforming to my breasts.

"Come on, let's do this!" Mya grinned, taking my hand.

Today, she wore a soft yellow that complimented her dark skin really well. It was tight, typical Mya, and reached her mid-thigh with t-shirt style sleeves. She wore trainers too, hating 'female shoes'. Eve was the opposite. She wore a black smock dress that comprised two layers, the top a lacey number that reminded me of the tea mats my mother used to have. It had elbow-length sleeves and reached her knee, but she too, like her sister, wore some kind of flat shoe.

"What colour are you feeling? What did it say?"

"Black tie." I shrugged. "Whatever that is."

"That means formal." Eve shot her sister a glare.

The door chimed as we entered, a woman behind the counter shouting a hello at us and welcoming us in without looking. She was busy sewing something, a few pins hanging from her lips as she concentrated on the skirt of a dress.

"I know what it means." Mya scoffed.

"Just checking..." Eve sang, wandering ahead of us.

"What colour... what colour..."

"Can I help you at all?" The woman approached.

I spun around, about to shake her off, but Mya interrupted and said yes. Upon meeting my gaze, the clerk's brown eyes widened and she dropped herself into a bow.

"Luna, glad to have you in my boutique, it is an honour." She gasped.

"Oh, thank you." I flushed.

Mya snickered from beside me and I shot her a glare.

"Can I help you with anything?" She grinned, holding my gaze.

"She has a formal party with the head Alpha. We need colour ideas." Mya huffed. "I have never dressed someone so... pale."

I scowled at her. "Hey, I am not that pale."

She snorted, shrugging me off.

"Of course I can help with that! With you skin complexion I'd recommend dark or pale shades of purple, blue, red, or blacks and greys."

"It's black tie," Eve spoke, walking closer with a dress in hand. "So I would just go black."

Mya scoffed. "Of course you would."

"Black is a good colour."

"Black is a safe colour." Mya interjected.

"It can be daring, too."

"Technically, is it even a colour...?" Mya cocked her head.

Eve scowled. "Of course it is."

"Well, I am black, and I am a colour... so it must be." Mya nodded.

"Everything is a colour." Eve scowled, showing her sister a dress. "This is a good option."

"It is floor length with long sleeves?" Mya crossed her arms.

Eve hesitated. "Maybe. So what?"

I remember why I didn't hang around these two at the same time.

It caused too much of a headache.

The store clerk was watching the interaction with a strange look. I couldn't help but laugh, shaking my head.

"Is this..."

"Normal?" I smirked. "For them, it's all the time."

The two continued to bicker, and I sighed, turning fully to the store clerk. "Sorry, what is your name?"

She flushed. "It's Rebecca."

"Well, Rebecca, think you can help me choose a dress?" I wondered. "These two are going to be at it for a while."

"Of course." She grinned. "I have a few in mind. Follow me."