She's Mine To Claim: Tasting And Claiming His Luna

I had always been in love with Bryson Taylor my best friend. But I knew we could never be because I was the lowest of the ranks and he was an alpha's heir. But by a twisted fate, we ended up being mated and everything seemed perfect, until it wasn't. I was forced to flee from him and the pack. Forced to break the bond that connected us. All for the sake of saving him and everyone I loved. But who will save me?

As the weeks fly between us, a bump grows in my belly. I am pregnant for him and I could do nothing but look ahead to the lonely world I'd have to live without him by my side.

Until one day, our fates decide to entwine again and we practically stumbled into each other.

" He is my son! I have every right to bring him back to my pack where both he and you belong. You're not running away from me this time Emily,"

Emily's pov

He entered me slowly, the length of him burying inside me deeply.

His fingertips entwine with my hair, his breath mingling with mine on my parted lips.

His penetrating green eyes locked onto mine, pushing into the depths of my soul as he moved in and out of my p*ssy.

A breathy moan escaping my lips as he moved in deeper.

"You feel so good Em," Bryson moaned on my parted mouth, his lips brushing against mine.

Just as we are about to kiss a sharp buzzing sound pulls me out of my steamy dream.

I woke up, my eyes wide, my chest heaving with the weight of my racing breaths, the remains of desire still lingering in my mind.

It felt so real, his touch, his kisses......the feeling of his cock pushing between my p*ssy lips and entering me.

It felt so real....

Yet, it was not.

This wasn't the first time I dreamt of my best friend Bryson f*cking my brains out. In fact, it has become a very recurring dream, one I'll admit I anticipated every night.

It was the only way I could voice my true feelings, show him how much I have wanted him more than a friend.

I know....it was not possible for us to ever be together.

He was out of my league, and not only in feature wise but Bryson was soon to be alpha and I......was just an omega.

Our two worlds could never connect in the way I wanted it to.

Yet, in my dreams they do clash.

I sighed heavily, twisting around and putting off the alarm clock.

I groan as I fall back on my back, my eyes on the ceiling.

My body was still buzzing with that ache of desire Bryson left in my dream, an ache I knew only he would be able to stop.

But of course, in my reality, that wasn't possible.

But in my imagination....

I closed my eyes, biting into my