The Unclaimed Human Luna
Chapter 16

Conner POV

He’d walked into the packhouse to see Marlo and Eliza strolling up the stairs together and felt pure annoyance roll off of Atlas at seeing it. Walked over to the stairs and headed up there himself. He was angry to hear that boy hitting on her, wanting to k**s her. Heard him tell her so and that tone he’d used, it was all charm. If she let him k**s her, that boy’s head was coming off.

Then, to hear Marlo have the hide to ask her out, tell her that he didn’t want to have s*x, actually using the bloody word, which could only mean he was thinking about it. Very bold of him, he heard her turn him down and felt relief flood through him, not just his wolf but himself as well.

Barely contained himself as he climbed that last flight of stairs to look down the hall to where she stood by the door to her room. Only to hear Marlo actually ask her out on the full moon itself. The man was looking for her to be his Mate. No wolf would ask a human, hell even a she-wolf, to be with them on a full moon unless they were looking to see if they were their Mate.

Conner saw that she saw him, saw her expression change near instantly at the sight of him and then she bloody agreed to go dancing with him. He just knew it was because he was there. It took all his self-control not to let Atlas rip out of him and rip Marlo into pieces. Saw that boy turn, a full smile on his face, to her agreeing to go on a date with him.

It was gone the moment he realised Conner was right behind him, just two steps down glaring right at him, Atlas near to being on the surface at that. It was very likely the boy and his wolf could feel the anger pouring off of him, right that very minute.

Heard her door close and snarled “What the hell did I tell you?”

“It’s just dancing.” Marlo stammered.

“I told you to keep your hands to yourself.”

“If she’s my Mate you can’t do anything, Conner,” he put forward. Though he sounded more than a little nervous to him. There was no guarantee she would be, he might like her and want that, but Atlas was damn certain she was not and wouldn’t be standing for it. That was for sure.

Atlas was having none of that, stepped right up to him. “She is new,” he grated out, “she is human and is the Luna’s daughter. You will show respect, and if I hear you’re kissing that girl, it’ll be me you’re dealing with, your future Alpha you’ll be dealing with. I suggest, Marlo, you walk away from that human.”

Saw him swallow hard, knew Atlas was staring right at him, that his Alpha Aura was rolling out of him a little, couldn’t bloody stop his wolf from doing it. He was fixated on the girl for the stupidest reason. That the s*x was good.

He stepped aside and growled “Go back to your floor and bloody stay there.” Then stalked off up the rest of the stairs and down the other end of the packhouse to his own room. The full moon was only two nights away and Atlas was getting way out of control. Was currently prowling around inside his mind, flicking his tail aggressively back and forth. Wanted Conner to go down there to Eliza’s room and be with the girl.

He hadn’t been able to control himself the last time he’d been in that room with her, he was not about to go down there again. Knew she wouldn’t want it either. Showered and slipped pyjama pants on. Tried to go to sleep, but his wolf was more than annoyed, angry with him, as well as Marlo for that matter.

She’d looked really nice in those clothes, her tiny waist emphasized by the fit of her top and the way her belly had been on display, so soft and he knew it was, had touched it, kissed it all before, there wasn’t one hard ripped muscle on the girl. Had found that her softness was more than attractive to him. Shook it off and tried not to think about that night with her.

He closed his eyes and tried not to think about her at all, only to replace an image of her standing there in the hallway once more in his mind. Knew it was Atlas pushing it at him, sighed he was not going to win this battle, his wolf wanted him thinking about her. Conner had to admit he also liked the pants she’d had on; they were nice, more than nice, had fitted across her h**s perfectly and then just flowed down in a soft flowing material. Bloody woman was also wearing his favourite colour, dark green. It was not by design he knew that, it was just a mere coincidence was all.

‘Give it up Atlas please, I’m tired.’ He murmured to his wolf as he rolled over and buried his face in the pillow. Felt Atlas huff in annoyance when Conner told him he was not leaving this room or going down there to hers. Stalked off to the back of his mind once more and finally let him be, so sleep could claim him.

Woke up mid walk down through the packhouse, his wolf in full control of his sleeping body, ‘Atlas, what are you doing?’ He practically roared at his own wolf, he could see where he was going, making his way down to the western wing of the packhouse. To Eliza’s room and he knew it, damn beast had waited for him to fall deeply asleep and asserted himself to take full control of his human body without his knowledge.

‘Enough Atlas.’ He yelled at him ‘Turn back right this minute.’

He couldn’t get control back, was being forcibly shoved to the back of his mind, found Atlas right in front of Eliza’s bedroom door, a hand on either side of the door frame, and wondered just what his wolf was doing. When he leaned forward and pressed his head to the door, his eyes were closed, and he was focused on something.

Conner frowned, this was the oddest behaviour he’d ever seen, focused himself on what his wolf was trying to sense out and frowned, couldn’t understand it, didn’t know what his wolf was doing, then felt his whole body get pressed up against her bedroom door and his wolf growl a little.

Prayed no one was up right this minute, he had no idea what time it was, prayed no one would see him or his wolf rubbing his human body on her bedroom door. ‘Don’t you dare scent mark her door.’ He yelled at his wolf every damned wolf in the packhouse that came up here would smell it and his father would be on him in a bloody second. He was damn glad these doors were solidly built and soundproof when Atlas growled even more and started humping the door.

He tried to wrest control from his beast, pull him away from the girl’s door, managed to get him to take a step back finally, only to see his own hand move towards the door. That key card to her room in his hand ‘Don’t you dare, Atlas.’ He yelled at his beast ‘Not your Mate.’ Knew his wolf was going to Mate her, he could bloody feel it in every fibre of his being.

‘Needs us.’ He shot right back and then the door was open and Atlas stepped him right into her room and closed the door quietly. Receded the moment his eyes landed on her, Conner was now inside her room, she was all naked and crying out on her way to an o****m.

The smell of her arousal filled his nostrils and he damn near g*****d as his c**k hardened instantly. ‘She needs us.’ Atlas told him.

Stood there and just watched her as she used that vibrator on herself, realised she wasn’t quite getting what she needed, was trying to, ‘f**k Atlas.’ He muttered and stripped his pants off, walked across the room and got right into that bed with her.

Saw those silver-grey eyes snap right to him and crashed his mouth down onto hers, and pulled her over to him, grabbed her leg and pulled it up over his h*p, heard her gasp and got rid of that toy of hers. It wouldn’t do her any good now she’d had him. Pressed his hard c**k up against her and g*****d right into her mouth, he felt her hand push at him to try and stop him.

“Don’t fight it Eliza, I need you and I know you need me right this minute.”

“No.” she gasped “Get out.”

He slid a hand up her back and into her hair, tugged her head back and dropped his mouth to her neck, right to her mark spot and felt her practically melt, in less than ten seconds, her body was moving against his and she m****d right into his ear.

Slid his hand down her back and over her backside, gripped it and pulled her hard against him, rolled on to his back and pulled her on top of him, found her mouth and kissed her once more, hungrily, devoured her mouth with his, as his hands gripped onto her h**s and rocked her against him, till she was rocking herself against him.

Found her face buried in his neck and g*****d as she rubbed her body against his, grinding herself hard and fast against his c**k, could feel her cumming rolled her over to take full control and look down at her as she started crying out, found that sweet spot and slid himself right over it firm and slow and watched her cry out as her o****m peeked.

He didn’t stop, he couldn’t. He needed to have her, slid his hard c**k back down through her wetness and to her entrance and pushed himself in, one firm thrust deep inside her and g*****d out loud, she felt amazing to him, so freaking tight and hot around him.

Started moving, keeping it slow and steady, had to remind himself she was still human, still new to all of this. But goddess his control was barely there, was gone the moment her hands found their way on to his body, touching him, wanting to touch him. He looked down at her and found those eyes of hers looking right up at him.

Leaned down and kissed her, put a hand to her face and sighed when she kissed him back, felt her legs wrap around him and that was all he could take, slid an arm around her tiny waist to hold her to him as he took her hard and fast, every part of him that was touching her was hot like it was on fire, and the scent of her arousal was drowning him.

Heard her crying out as wave after wave of pleasure started rolling through her body, knew she was getting close, so was he for that matter “Eliza, say my name.” he gasped, his breathing was heavy and ragged.

He wanted to hear her call out his name when she came, needed it he realized, more than wanted it, needed to hear her voice crying out for him, to know she was enjoying every minute with him as much as he was with her. “Please Eliza.” He practically begged her a moment later, had never begged a woman to say his name before, had never had to. Never even care right before this minute for anyone to call out his name.

She was coming quickly now, nearly there, and finally his name burst from her lips, his seed spilled from him the moment he heard her cry out his name, couldn’t hold anything back from her. Her pleasure was his pleasure, it seemed. Held himself inside of her. His mouth on her neck, his body heavy on hers and he knew it, but it felt so damn good being naked with her. He didn’t want to move.

Closed his eyes for a moment and just let himself enjoy being with her, no Atlas pushing his thoughts at him, just himself, breathed her in and sighed “Goddess Eliza,” could already feel himself getting hard again, was going to need to have her once more.

Started to move slowly, taking her gently this time, his mouth moved along her neck in soft k****s to her ear and then down her jaw till his mouth was on hers, slow and gentle like he was taking her, could already feel her body moving with his. A soft m**n escaped her, and he slid a hand down her body to caress her breast and stroke over her n****e. It hardened at his touch and he g*****d. Cupped her breast and it fit perfectly in the palm of his hand, looked down at her, to replace those eyes of hers right on him, smiled down at her, “I want all of you Eliza.” He told her as he picked up the pace a little, and then even more “Goddess, I need you.” he g*****d could feel Atlas pushing his alpha wolf stamina at him knew his beast wanted to watch everything, feel everything. Was looking right down at her as he took her, her lovely breasts bouncing with each thrust. He moved his eyes lower, watched himself take her, slowed his strokes down to really watch and goddess, it was the hottest thing he’d ever seen, her body accepting his, accepting all of him, thrusting up to meet him and wanting him.

Moved his eyes back to hers, she was still looking up at him through half-closed eyes, gasping and moaning in pleasure, her hands clinging to his arms. “Look Eliza, I want to see you, watch me pleasure you, look down and see.” He told her softly.

Waited for a moment looking right into her eyes the whole time, until they lowered and looked between them so she could see him taking her, g*****d as her arousal built even stronger, watching was turning her on, “you make me so freaking hard Eliza.” He told her “No one has ever made me this hard before.” He wanted her to know that for some reason.

Saw those gorgeous eyes of hers turn right back to his and then her hands were on his neck and pulling his mouth down to hers, he went willingly. ‘More.’ Atlas growled at him, and Conner didn’t disagree with his wolf. Kept it slow till she was arched up and her body fluttering all around him, crying out for him once more.

Pulled himself from her, rolled her over the moment she finished cumming and took her from behind, thrust hard into her once more “f**k yes Eliza.” He g*****d and started taking her, his hands on both her h**s watching what he was doing, put a hand to her neck and pushed her down a little to get that bit deeper inside of her and to see everything, was taking her eagerly and hearing her cry out repeatedly, feel how wet she was and the way she pushed back at him wanting more of him.

He wasn’t too much for her, everything he wanted he was able to have, only pleasure came from her, m***s and cries. It was music to his ears, leaned right over her as he thrust hard to c*m himself. M****d her name right into her ear as he held her tight to him. Then slipped from her slowly and felt her shiver and gasp a little and smiled to himself.

Lowered her to the bed completely and lay there on top of her, didn’t want to leave right this minute, just breathed in her delicate scent, sighed softly to himself. She could sate him so damned good. ‘We’re not done, Conner.’ Atlas told him ‘one more time, I want to watch her c*m for us.’

For once, he didn’t even argue with his wolf, he was too lost in the scent of her to care right this minute. A part of him knew he shouldn’t be in here with her. Both of them would regret it tomorrow. But that part of him that wanted to be buried inside of her, smell her arousal once more was winning right this minute.

Lifted himself up off of her and tugged her over in the bed and looked down at her, touched her face gently and then just kissed her long and deep, could feel Atlas pushing all he had at him to mate her, let him. He knew he was in real trouble with this girl, but couldn’t, it seem, deny her or him.

Took her once more and goddess she wanted it as much as he did, couldn’t get enough of him anymore than he could her. His mouth was on her mark spot hot and eager and he was thrusting like crazy, really taking her, could hear her screaming with pleasure, Atlas was howling inside his mind and only then did Conner realise he was trying to actually Mate her, Atlas was pushing everything they had at him.

Yanked himself from her body before he knotted her and Mate her completely, was gone fled the damn room, only glanced back at her on the bed briefly right before he banged out into the hallway, stumbled about a bit and fell down to his knees, it was so bloody painful, his body had been about to knot hers and now she was not there to be knotted.

Atlas was in agony being ripped from her, from claiming what he wanted ‘We can’t.’ he gasped at his wolf.

Conner knew he was right, he could not knot the girl. She was bloody human, it could really damage her, couldn’t ever do that. Not unless he had claimed her, Marked her first and she would have to claim him back. Only then would knotting her be safe for her. She didn’t even know what he was. They were completely out of control in that room with her. He had to get away from her and he had to stay the hell away from her.

Managed to pick himself up off the floor and make his way back to his room, his whole body was an aching mess, and he knew why, he had denied his true nature at the most crucial point. Atlas had receded to the back of his mind, and was also still a ball of pain from what they’d nearly done.

Looked at his watch on the bedside. It was barely 3 in the morning, took a freezing cold shower and tried desperately to get rid of how hot his body felt, not that it helped at all with the shaking as he walked back to his bed and laid down. He did hope she was alright, that one look back at her on her bed, that split second glance at her had seen her hand on her mouth and her eyes had been tightly shut, going to cry he thought, or was trying not to. He could have caused her pain when he ripped himself from her body. He didn’t know. He couldn’t go back in there and ask her if she was alright, not without wanting to finish Mating her. Conner knew that she was going to hate him now, really bloody hate him.

He closed his eyes and scrubbed a hand over his face. This was not good. Nothing about having that girl here was good. Needed to make her want to stay away from him, might already have just done that. He didn’t know, she’d stated she was going to stay all summer before going away to university. Could he survive that long with her inside the pack? He didn’t know, only knew that he had to replace a way to keep her away from him. Also, knew he wouldn’t do it with the use of a she-wolf, like he had done the last time. That would likely really hurt her now. He was as sure now as Atlas was that she was going to be his human Mate. Could not scent her out yet, but craved her, couldn’t bloody get enough of her and she could take him and handle all his needs. All tell-tale signs that she was his human Mate.

Why would the Goddess do this to him, give him a human Mate? He didn’t understand that at all. He was going to have to reject her, replace a way to do it. Words that would work for one that doesn’t know what you are to them. Or get her to state it, she’d come close enough before it was likely she would get it right out of pure instinct, just had to wait till he knew for certain.

Though he foresaw even that was going to be a massive issue, Atlas was going to go ballistic if he tried to make her say those words, so how did he do it without pissing his wolf off completely? Could think about it right this minute, his wolf had not just receded in pain, but seemed to have buried himself way down deep inside his subconscious mine. Barely able to be registered by him right this minute.

It was going to have to be her doing, not his. He could accept it easily enough without having to state his rank if she knew nothing about what he was. A simple I don’t want you either, would do it, or should do it. The only problem he saw there, was, would Atlas let him utter those words. He would have to get them out quickly. Or she might just replace herself bitten by his wolf without knowing what was going on and attached to him forever.