ARTEMIS' POV
I push my hips forward with deep heavy thrusts, pounding my hard cock deeper into the depths of her soppy wet core. She drips just perfectly for me and the sweet smell of her fluids fill the air, intoxicating me deeper into lust.
With every thrust, I want to fuck her more, ruin her insides, claim her further as mine. The mate bond reinforces every bit of the pleasure I feel with every touch and graze of her skin on mine.
Now, she clings onto me while her spread legs wrap around my hip, moaning like an addict.
"Artemis." Her voice comes out desperate. "More, please."
I give her what she wants, pistoling even harder and deeper until there's no space to move forward inside her. Her moans turn into screams of mind-blowing pleasure.
My wolf and I love every second of it, reveling in the pride of being able to satiate our mate's needs and fill her up properly. I love every second of it that makes me feel in control, feel powerful.
I look down at her smaller frame, moaning from the pleasure only I can give her.
My thoughts run wild on their own, and I imagine her smaller than she already is compared to my size. Smaller, yet with fuller perky tits that bounces every time I push myself deeper.
I imagine her with flushed skin and freckles scattered all over her form, short brown wavy hair, and with the most peculiar green eyes.
Just like Sera's.
Fucking Sera.
She continuously pretends as though she doesn't want me in arm's length with her, and yet she moans like a slut in heat when I touch her only slightly.
Then there are those damn emerald-green eyes staring at me like some predator despite the fact that she wants it as much as I do. Those perky lips that press in a frown, yet part the second I breathe next to her skin.
That holier- than-thou attitude of hers that crumbles the moment I say something dirty enough to get her soaked.
I bet she'd cry if I kissed her, scream if I slide one finger into her tight wet pussy. Yes, I want to see that face she'd make when I ruin her untouched body.
My cock only grows harder and I pushed forward relentlessly, focusing on my thoughts, sinking deeper into my imagination while a new fiery desire takes over my thoughts.
I slip up, just barely mumbling a name.
"Artemis!"
And the connection breaks.
I quickly remember where I am and who's underneath me, my girlfriend and mate, Kamila.
"You bastard!" She screams suddenly in my face.
"What did I-'"
She swats my hand, pushing my chest away over and over again until I move off for her to sit up.
"You sick fuck, moaning another person's name while you're with me!"
Oh...
Oh, shit.
She moves farther away from me, fuming with rage. The second her skin stops touching mine, an immediate feeling of dread overcomes me.
"Kam, wait." I say to her but she ignores, sitting up on the bed and wearing her dress over her head roughly.
"C'mon on, Kam." I call her, rubbing my face in frustration.
Just how did it fucking lead to this?
"Hey. Don't leave, please." I grab her hand, tugging her back on the bed the moment she gets on her feet.
She looks at me furiously but doesn't say a word.
"Kam, I swear, I didn't mean it."
"Just like you didn't mean fucking my friend in the supply closet?"
I groan, immediately feeling exhaustion and my dick dropping just like that.
"We talked about this already, she came onto me." I explain for the third time again, feeling a headache coming on.
"And you couldn't resist her, right? Just like you couldn't resist fucking Jasmine or Loretta last fucking month!" She screams in my face, pinching my ears painfully.
I keep quiet now, not being able to offer an explanation, especially not while she's this angry. A woman's temper is a dangerous thing.
"All these other girls seem too good for you to focus solely on your mate, huh? Everyone else seems to be a better option for you, Artemis. Everyone but me!" She adds.
Immediate guilt hits me hard, stabbing me right in the chest.
Mate.
That word that I have slowly come to dread, the one she never gives me the chance of forgetting; the fact that we are a mated pair to be together for the rest of our lives.
But it's been a long time since it began to bother me, since the day our fathers introduced us and my wolf went wild with excitement.
"I'm your mate, Artemis, but you feel so distant and detached from me sometimes and I can't reach you. My wolf and I feel so alone." Her screaming stops and she breaks into instant tears, making me feel like shit even more.
Both her voice and eyes plead with me for some sort of connection that I can't bring myself to give her.
How do I tell her that it really isn't about her or her wolf? That they've never been the problem, only me.
It's just always been this way since I found out she was my mate. The connection has just always been weak on my own end. Almost forced and feeling more like a burden than a blessing.
I've spent years of hearing how powerful the pull to your significant other is, how that same bond brought my parents together to have me, how everyone else only wanted just that one person, buts it's never been the same for me.
I do want Kamila, I do love her smell and the feel of her skin on mine, but it's just never felt...enough. That addiction I should feel isn't there, and the sex is just slightly better than with anyone else's.
And then, there's the part that I am just a sex crazed psycho that loves to fuck everything.
"Don't cry on me, Kam. I do care about you." I plead because it really does hurt seeing her cry.
She breaks into a sob regardless of my pleas, and I hold her in my arms, patting her back until everything is out and she looks at me again.
"Who is she? The girl you mumbled just now."
"C'mon, we're not going to talk about that." I say, realizing where this is going.
"Artemis!"
"I said no." My voice is firm.
Maybe a part of me doesn't want to admit it's the puny human at school but suddenly, I feel especially protective of this truth. Maybe because I know that Kamila goes after every girl I've been with, and I also know that only the devil could stop Kamila when she's out for blood.
She'd ruin the human girl without a smudge to her mascara.
Going after them has always been a better option than coming for my neck. Our fathers have our union set in stone, so even if either of us wanted out, it'd be impossible.
"You're a whore!" She pulls away, suddenly screaming in my face.
"Kamila." I growl back at her with a warning gaze. "You may be my mate, but I will not take disrespect from you."
"You don't deserve my respect." She yells, turning to put on her panties and getting ready to leave my dorm room.
"Fine, get out then!" I yell back, seething even more.
My wolf and I feel pissed.
She stomps for the door, angrily reaching for the knob before she finally stops. The door never opens. There's a moment of silence before I hear her footsteps drawing closer to me.
Then the bed depresses right next to me.
"Hey." She speaks now in a calmer tone. "I'm sorry."
Her hands reach out to hold my face and gently tugs them to face her again.
"I love you." she says and I immediately know it's just the effect of her mate bond speaking. A mate bond I only feel to an extent.
"You sure you won't regret it?" I ask.
"Of course. I want to be with you. Not many people would be able to, but that's what I want."
No lies there, not everyone can handle me, but she can. We've only ever known each other, only ever been together for as long as I could breathe. Beyond the fights and cheating and incompatibility, we knew we were end game either way; the moon goddess never makes mistakes. I guess that's why I'm still with her in the first place.
Because in the end, it's going to be just us; Artemis and Kamila.
In a swift moment, I grab her by the hip, pinning her down on the bed with me on top of her again, taking a deep inhale of her sweet scent from her neck.
"I didn't get to finish before." I whisper against her skin and she moans, pressing her body deeper into mine, just the way I like it.
"Me too. Want to go again?"
I don't bother answering because the look I give her says everything else.
I slide my hands under her skirt and waste no time ripping her panties out of the way and sinking myself right into her, deep and hard.
She moans immediately, getting wet beneath me again and I resume fucking her, giving and receiving pleasure.
But even now, I can't help but see a faint glint of green light staring back at me in those blue eyes.