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“No, it’s just…” Luna cackled. “Hector joked about how I was gonna get eaten in a monster town.”

He looked at her blankly.

“You know,” Luna said. Her tongue flicked out. “Eaten.”

I should not find that charming,Oliver thought as he watched her tongue waggle. And yet his traitorous mouth twitched.

“Do me a favor,” he said flatly. “Don’t talk about your fiancé during this.”

Luna’s laugh turned into a yelp as he slid off the bed, pulling her with him by her knees. He nuzzled her bare stomach, tugging her sweatpants down.

“This is gonna be weird,” Luna said as he slid her underwear off. “Right? With the bond? I can feel it. It’s like… spreading? Can you feel that?”

He nodded. The warmth in his chest spread with every second he was touching her. His skin buzzed with it. It wasn’tmakinghim want, it was just… adding fire to the flames. Looking at the soft pink of her cunt would’ve made his cock jerk any day, not just because they were tied together. He took a moment to admire her: the neat landing strip, the nub of her clit already hard and peeking out at the top of her folds.

He gave her thigh one last kiss and then buried his face between her legs.

Luna moaned, breathy and surprised.

“Fuckingtingles,” she marveled. She ground her hips against his mouth, another moan stuttering out of her.

She was sowet. He was already slick from his nose to his chin. He stiffened his tongue, fucking it into her, and felt her get even wetter. He gathered the wetness on a finger and lifted it to her clit, working tight circles around the nub.

“Oh my god,” Luna panted. Her hands tightened in his hair, hips working faster. “Oh my god, oh mygod.”

She reached up, tugging her breasts out of her bra cups to twist her nipples. A strange sensationrocked through Oliver. For a second, it felt likehewas the one lying on the bed, twisting his nipples and getting eaten out. He froze in shock, groaning at the twin sensations.

“Oh, wooooow,” Luna said, voice high. “That was—okay.Wow. Why’d you stop?”

She twisted her nipples again. Oliver felt the faintest twinge in his own chest, shuddering at the pleasure that followed. The bond sang through them, linking them up to the same buzzing wavelength.

“This is soweird,” Oliver said.

Luna grinned smugly. “I’m not complaining!”

She nudged him with her heel. He huffed, leaning back in.

The sensations came faster now. Mostly his own—the delight of burying his face in her pussy, his cock pulsing in his jeans, her nails scratching his scalp. But some of it was hers. He could feel the orgasm building up in her core, the bond pulsing hotter with every passing second.

“I’m gonna—” Luna gasped.

He could feel it, the almost unbearable pleasure. The incredulity that she was even telling him since the bond made sure he already knew. And then, finally, the peak.

It took everything in Oliver to keep working her clit and fucking her with his tongue. Her orgasm was sparking at the edges of his mind, so close to setting all of him ablaze.

Luna relaxed against the bed, still moaning. Oliver had to look down to check he hadn’t come in his jeans like a teenager. There had been moments where Lunahad blurred into him so intensely that he wasn’t sure who the pleasure belonged to.

“Theyreallyshould bottle that.” Luna let out a hysterical giggle and pulled on his shoulders. “Get up here. I’m not done with you yet.”

Oliver felt a growl rumble up his throat. He stumbled up, crawling over her. He kissed her stomach, sucked her nipple, sunk his blunt teeth into her shoulder.

Luna yelped, delighted. “Should I be worried about waking up tomorrow covered in fur?”

“I’ll never break the skin,” he assured her. “It gets drilled into us in every sex ed class.”

“Ooooh, tell me more about werewolf sex ed,” Luna deadpanned, leaning up to take her bra off properly. “What, do you howl when you come?”

He didn’t answer. He was too busy yanking his jeans off and throwing them much harder than he meant to. Oliver winced as they smacked into the wall, belt denting the wallpaper.