The Rejected Luna: Daddy, Where is Mommy?

“You’re tasting my patience, aren’t you?” Calvin asked, studying her every move.

“Maybe I’m,” Ethlyn spoke, looking into his eyes. At the same time, he didn’t take his eyes off her and after staring at the beautiful woman, who had a scent almost similar to his daughter. Her heartbeat rose again when he leaned over her, smoothing the sheets beside her.

The more he leaned toward her, the more she started leaning back toward the bed until her body finally touched the mattress, and she had nowhere to escape.

Calvin looked at her hungrily, watching how her chest kept rising and falling because of her breathing. He always imagined how Roselet’s mother would have been and how he would have felt with her. He had always fucked women, never ever had made love to anyone because his wolf never permitted him for that.

But this time, even his wolf was excited. The room was quiet except for the sound of both of their heart pounding in their chest and the sound of their breathing. Calvin had given enough time for Ethlyn to say NO to escape this, but when no such response came from her end, he crashed his lips against hers.

A delicious taste of Mango ice cream sensed his tongue. He didn’t break the kiss to ask that stupid question. He just assumed that she might have eaten that as a dessert. What he liked more about the kiss was Ethlyn’s response. She wrapped her hand around his neck, and one of her legs wrapped around his waist.

In the next second, Calvin dropped his weight on her, which he had held on his hand, feeling her whole body against him.

Ethlyn’s breath hitched, and she gasped, realizing his rod against her stomach, standing proudly. Using this as an opportunity, Calvin deepened the kiss. He waited for long this night to have the mother of his daughter under him again but in his sense. So that he could relive that night again. Ethlyn’s lips moved in sync with his as he kissed her as if it was the last kiss of his life. Her hands ran through his naked back, which she had observed closely.

A moan escaped Ethlyn’s lips when Calvin squeezed her ass. At the same time, Ethlyn wasn’t being innocent herself; she remembered Calvin wearing just a towel. She pulled his towel and threw it away. But they didn’t break the kiss and kept exploring each and every part of each other’s mouth, while Ethlyn wrapped her both legs against his waist, rubbing her feet against his naked buttock.

Calvin liked that. That was the perk of experienced women. He had fucked a virgin woman just once and swore not to do that again because she spoiled his mood because of her naivety and innocence. Hell, he would concentrate on sex or teaching sex.

He lifted his body a little and started pulling up the t-shirt that she was wearing instead of tearing it into pieces without breaking the kiss.

He cursed mentally for not observing this before, maybe because he was more into observing her face than her body, that Ethlyn hadn’t worn a bra under the t-shirt.

‘Fuck, yes!’ He mentally howled in excitement after grabbing her breast in his hand. It was neither too small nor big but perfect enough for him to hold them in his hands.

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Calvin squeezed her breast hard, making her whimper. He wasn’t satisfied with that; he started playing with her nipples between his finger and squeezed them as hard as he could, making her break the kiss. Her eyes moisturize a little. She looked at Calvin with complaining eyes, but not once a word escaped from her mouth.

“Does daddy’s little girl want to cry?” Calvin teased her pinching her cheek in the same way she did to him by calling him OLD. “You can still ask me to stop.” He added when Ethlyn slapped his hand, pushing it away from her cheek.

“Neither am I a little girl, nor I’m going to cry.” She said confidently, not sure of what was going to come next. “And if you’re already tired, then you can stop because I’m big enough to handle this.” She added. Calvin didn’t say anything about that but carefully removed his t-shirt from her head first. He didn’t want to admit it, but the determination and confidence in Ethlyn had turned him on more than before.

Again, he didn’t want to admit that he didn’t want Ethlyn to stop him.

He swore to fuck her senselessly and wouldn’t stop until she would beg him to stop.

Without wasting a second, he tore her shorts and her underwear under them. Ethlyn gasped in surprise because she thought Calvin would calmly remove them just like he did when he had to remove the t-shirt which she was wearing.

Calvin studied her naked body from top to bottom carefully and closely for the first time. He ran his finger below her belly. There were the marks of stitches. He looked up into her eyes to know the reason behind this mark.

“Rose and her brother came out of me through an operation, and at that time, Cinder wasn’t with me, so I healed in a human speed,” Ethlyn responded to an unasked question of Calvin. “Though she can heal it now, but I want to keep this mark with me as one of the memories of my life.” She added.

Ethlyn already had no memories of her pups when they were born, so she wanted to keep the marks of the stitches. When she realized that Calvin’s mind diverted into some other zone, she took a bold move that she didn’t know was capable of doing until now. She slowly parted her legs on her own. And the most she did, the intoxicating scent of her arousal hit his nose, bringing Calvin out of the zone of Ethlyn that grew after learning that those ugly marks were important for Ethlyn. And from that moment, that scar would be important to him as well.

All of a sudden, Calvin’s eyes darkened when Keanu, too, joined him, seeing her soaking wet pussy.

Damn! He hadn’t even done anything by then, and she was in this state. He grabbed her thighs and pulled her toward him, making her legs rest on his shoulder so that he would explore her core in the best way possible.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

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