Blessed Luna Rising - Chapter 44: Chapter 44

Tara’ POV
*4 months later*
It is finally the twin’s first birthday but today is bringing back bittersweet memories. I technically died a year ago today after giving birth to these 2 gorgeous children of mine but we also found Hannah and Janah a couple days later. Those girls are my best friends and the greatest aunties to Everett and Amira. The Moon Goddess has definitely blessed Mystic Crystal and as chaotic as the last year has been, I don’t think I would change anything because it led us to where we are now. I can’t help but get lost in the thoughts as I sit on the bench in the shower.
I don’t know how long I was spaced out and absorbed in my thoughts but a low growl is what pulls me out. I focus my eyes towards the door and see Killian standing in the doorway with his eyes black with lust. His breathing is heavy and I hear his heart beating rapidly as he stares into my soul. I turn my body to face him with a smirk and wink at him as the hot water runs over my body. A growl rumbles in his chest as he disposes of his clothes on record time. Once he is completely naked, he slowly stalks towards the shower door as I rake my eyes up and down his incredible body. My heart is racing, breathing is getting faster, and I feel a warmth spread through my abdomen the closer he gets. He opens the shower door and steps in eliminating the space between us as he closes the door behind him. He places a long tender kiss on my lips but, much to my disappointment, he doesn’t deepen it. Instead he reaches behind me and grabs my shampoo. He gently massages it through my hair before rinsing it out and repeating the process with my conditioner. This isn’t the first time he has done this but this time feels different. Sensual, intimate, and dangerous in the best kind of way. My thoughts are interrupted once more when Killian adds body wash to my loofa and begins washing my entire body. The man makes sure to clean every nook and cranny of my body, paying special attention to my most sensitive areas, but never lets his fingers touch my skin. I’m dripping wet, my n*****s are hard, my c**t is throbbing, and my body is yearning for him.
“Seems like I missed a couple spots. Let me get those for you.” he says huskily after rinsing and examining my body as if he actually missed any spots. I simply nod with a smirk and I know he sees the longing in my eyes as he moves down my body.
He kneels down in front of me and quickly takes one of my erect n*****s in his mouth. He alternates between biting, licking, and sucking on it while one of hands focuses on massaging my other breast and tweaking that n*****. His other hand runs down my body with feather light touches and begins running his finger up and down the outside of my folds. His finger only slightly separating my lips and grazing my sensitive bundle of nerves. I moan and move beneath him in an attempt to get the friction I so desire and he suddenly stops. I whimper at the loss of contact and he smacks my ass. I yelp and he growls.
“Do. Not. Move.” he growls out each word as he looks at me for confirmation of submission. I quickly nod my head and he goes back to his pleasurably torturous assault.
He takes his time with me. Switching between breasts as he massages one and sucks on the other while simultaneously lightly teasing my c**t. After what feels like hours but was just minutes, he stops every thing and leans me back so I’m against the wall as he places my legs over his shoulders. A fresh wave of arousal washes over me in anticipation and I can feel moisture gathering between my legs. Killian takes a deep breath and his eyes go black once more.
“You smell divine, my love. You’re so wet for me. Let me go ahead and clean this up for you.” he says as he slowly runs his tongue up and down my lips.
My breath hitches at the contact and I feel his tongue slowly parting the folds and grazing my bud once more. He takes his time teasing my flower using only his tongue this time. My body is trembling in anticipation and I nearly jump out of my skin every time his tongue makes contact with my c**t.
“F-F-Killian. P-p-please.” I stutter with every stroke of his tongue.
“Please what, my love?” he asks feigning innocence before going back to his torturous assault.
“You know what I want!” I grunt in frustration trying to convey my annoyance.
“And I want to hear you say it, Tara. Just say the words.” he says nonchalantly as one hand slides up my body to my breasts making me moan.
We are locked in a battle of wills and at this rate, I am not going to win. My plan to wait him out is no match for his self control.
“Okay! You win!” I shout after 30 more minutes of him barely grazing my throbbing bud with his tongue. He stops and looks up at me waiting for my words.
“Eat. My. P*ssy. Now.” I growl out, making sure to enunciate each word so he knows how frustrated I am.
A mischievous glint sparkles in his eye and a smirk forms on his face as he hears the words and before I have time to think, he dives between my legs. His lips wrap around my c**t and his tongue begins moving so wildly I can’t help the way my body convulses.
“How am I ever going to finish the ABCs if you keep moving so much? I haven’t gotten past H yet, love. You have to be still. Ok?” he says in mockingly innocent tone and I just nod.
Killian goes back to spelling out the alphabet on my c**t and slides two fingers inside of my, reaching for the ridged spot of pleasure. The most intense wave of pleasure overtakes my body causing animalistic sounds to escape my mouth as he licks and laps my juices up. I haven’t even come down from the high when Killian stands up and pins me to the wall. One hand squeezes my ass while the other holds my wrists above my head and my legs are wrapped firmly around his waist.
“I’m not done with you yet.” he says with a smirk on his face as he slowly slides his hard member inside of me. He glides himself in and out of my p*ssy slowly, hissing at the pleasure as he does.
“Faster. Harder. NOW.” I growl in more frustration and his eyes turn black with lust as he mercilessly pounds into me against the wall.
I reach my umpteenth orgasm in no time and begin to feel his rhythm breaking as he approaches his own release so I lean up and bite down on his mark. He nearly drops me as he lets out an Earth shattering roar and fills me with this hot seed.
“That was…”
“Incredible.” Killian says before I can finish.
“That had to be the best sex we e ever had.” he says with a cocky smirk on his face.
“You say that every time we have sex.” I laugh out loud and roll my eyes at him.
After a few minutes to calm down and then actually shower again, we exit the bathroom to get dressed for Amira and Everett’s birthday party. I throw on a pair of faded blue jeans with a white t-shirt that says “‘mom of the birthday twins” on it. All of the ranked members have matching shirts that say auntie and uncle, the grandparents shirts say grandma and grandpa, and of course Killian’s says daddy. We leave the room and head to the nursery where the nanny’s are entertaining the twins.
“Ladies, go ahead and go get yourselves ready. We got this.” Killian says with a smile and they leave the room.
Amira’s outfit is a pair of white leggings and a pink tutu along with a pink t-shirt that says “Birthday Girl”. Her hair is clipped up in a cute pink bow with white polka dots. Everett is in a pair of black pants with a red shirt that says “Birthday Boy”.
“Aren’t you two just the cutest little birthday babies ever?!” I say in a high pitched baby voice as they walk around the bedroom in their outfits.
I snap a couple of candid pictures as well as some with Killian and the kids. Killian does the same for me before we head to the elevator. The nanny’s meet us on the bottom floor and I run off to make sure everything is going to plan. One end of the ballroom is decked out in various bounce houses. One is like an obstacle course, one is a slide, and the other is just to jump in. Those are mostly for the bigger kids and even some adults. In the middle of the room on the left is a 20×20 ball pit and on the right is an enclosed play area for toddlers. The other end of the room is set up with tables and chairs, the gift table, the cake table, and food tables. I chose to go with fair like foods so there’s a popcorn machine being ran the whole time plus a table full of pretzels with cheese, hot dogs, and nachos. The cake table has the two smash cakes for the twins, more than 1000 cupcakes, AND professionally decorated sugar cookies. I walk to the patio doors and find the petting zoo and pony rides being set up and breathe a sigh of relief. Everything is coming together.
“Guests will be arriving soon, my Luna. We should go up to greet them.” Killian says behind me as he snakes his arms around my midsection. His lips brush again my collar bone and I lean back into him.
“You have planned the most amazing birthday party for our kids, love. Relax and enjoy today.” he whispers and I nod.
We head up to the front of our castle just in time to see a hoard of pack members heading across the draw bridge. We greet each one as they reach the doors and direct them to the ballroom. After about half an hour of welcoming guests, we go back inside to officially start the party.
“Ladies and Gentlemen! Thank you so much for joining us to celebrate the lives of our beautiful pups. Everett and Amira are truly loved and it warms my heart to have the whole pack and several allies here with us! Eat as much as you want! In about 30-45 minutes we will sing happy birthday and let the kiddos smash those cakes up.” Killian says loudly as we stand at the entrance of the ballroom.
The music and noise from conversations around the room start back up so I head to the food while the nannies take the kids to their high chairs. I load a plate up with some hot dogs and pretzels while Killian grabs nachos and popcorn before heading back to the main table. The nannies leave and we spend our time as a family munching on all the food. The time comes for cake and the whole room sings to them and they both tear their cakes apart. Once they have successfully given themselves icing Mohawks and pink or red tinted skin for the icing, we take them to the kitchen and wash them off in the kitchen sink. Once we have them cleaned up and dressed again, we go back to the ballroom and start the long process of opening each gift. More than 1000 people are in attendance and they each brought 1 gift per child… I’m so glad we had a huge playroom for the kids because the amount of toys they received was astronomical. Clothes, shoes, toys, books, diapers, wipes, and just tons and tons of gifts. After 3 and a half hours of unwrapping presents, we finally decided to announce our departure. The kids were asleep long before we stepped into the room. I can’t help but stare of them in their cribs completely in love with these beautiful little pups I made.
“They sure are beautiful.” a soft womanly voice says behind me startling me.
“JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!” I involuntarily scream and upon turning around I find a scowling Moon Goddess.
“Language, Tara. My goodness.” she grumbles and I quickly apologize as Killian comes barreling in the room.
“Oh Dear Goddess. I thought something had happened.” he says holding his chest.
“To what do we owe the pleasure, Selene.” he says after he catches his breath.
“I just came to give these pups a gift for their birthday.” she says simply as she approaches the sleeping babies.
She places a hand Everett and a bright glow appears as she begins to speak.
“Everett, my child, you will be possess greater strength and speed than any of your kind. You will have accelerated healing and the power of telepathy. You will need these things for the trials awaiting you in your future as Alpha King.” Selene whispers over him before placing a small kiss on his forehead.
She places her hand on Amira next and begins softly speaking to our daughter.
“Amira, sweet girl, you have so many trials ahead of you and for those I give you the same strength, speed, and healing abilities as Everett along with the gift of visions and power replication. My darling girl, you have been chosen just as your mother was.” she whispers before also kissing our daughter.
“What do you mean she’s been chosen like me? Atlas is gone. I saved the supernaturals. Why does she have to fight anything?!” I say getting louder as the panic begins to take over.
“I never wanted to be the chosen one and I definitely don’t want that life for my daughter!” I say as my voice breaks and the tears well up. Selene approaches me and wraps me in her arms as the dam breaks and I sob.
“Why do our kids have to fight battles when we already defeated the enemy?” Killian says quietly mimicking my concern.
“Atlas was but one threat to the supernaturals. Your battle saved the entire supernatural population and brought many species together harmoniously. Your children will face different threats than you and so long as they stay on the path, they will succeed and your bloodline will continue for many years.” she says to us both. I step back away from her into Killian’s arms and we both nod.
“I only bestow these destinies on wolves I believe are capable. These children are being raised by the King and Queen of supernaturals. Who is more qualified than them? Have faith in them and in me. Everything will turn out as it should.” she says before disappearing into thin air.
We stand there for a few moments longer before retreating to our bedroom. Neither of us speaks a word but I can feel the dread and anxiety we share through the bond. I never wanted my children to be saviors for any species. I just wanted them to find their mates and raise happy families.
“When do you think they should start training?” Killian says quietly to break the silence. I shake my head, not knowing what to say.
“I think we should start light training for their magic and fighting skills at 5 so they don’t have to learn it so fast like you did.” he says and I nod remembering how hard and stressful it was to learn so much in 9 months.
“We will talk to Kaiya in the morning.” I say back and he nods in agreement.
After a few more minutes of anxious silence, we strip out of our clothes and crawl into bed. Killian pulls me back so I am flush to his chest and kisses the back of my head.
“Everything will be okay, Tara. Stronger together.” he whispers and I nod against him.
I hear his soft snores behind me but I cannot seem to turn my mind off. Only one question is circulating in my mind and keeping me awake.
“What is coming for my kids?”