Free Web NovelChapter 66: Chapter 65: Evening Walk
"You need fresh air," Damon said, pulling Eve away from the window where she’d been staring out at the gardens for the past hour. "You’ve been cooped up in this house since the pack meeting disaster yesterday. Come on...walk with me."
Eve hesitated. After what had happened at the pack house, she was reluctant to go anywhere she might encounter pack members. "What if someone sees us? What if..."
"Then they see us," Damon interrupted firmly. "You’re Luna. You have every right to walk your own territory. And I’ll be with you. If anyone so much as looks at you wrong, I’ll handle it."
"That’s what I’m afraid of," Eve muttered, but she let him lead her outside anyway.
The evening air was cool and fresh, carrying the scent of roses from the garden. The sun was setting, painting the sky in shades of orange and pink. It was beautiful...peaceful in a way that made Eve’s chest ache.
"Better?" Damon asked, his hand warm around hers.
"Better," Eve admitted. Just being outside, away from the confines of the estate, made her feel more human. More normal.
They walked in comfortable silence for a while, following the stone path that wound through the extensive gardens. Eve tried to focus on the beauty around her...the flowers, the trees, the ornamental pond where koi fish swam lazily.
But she couldn’t shake the feeling that they were being watched.
"Someone’s here," she said quietly, her enhanced senses picking up a presence nearby.
Damon tensed immediately, his body shifting into protective mode. "Where?"
"Near the hedge maze," Eve said, pointing to the left. "I can sense...someone’s watching us."
They moved toward the maze cautiously. As they rounded a corner, they found him.
A young male...couldn’t be more than twenty....was kneeling among the rose bushes, supposedly trimming dead blooms. But his shears were motionless in his hands, his entire attention focused on Eve.
His name was Thomas. Eve recognized him vaguely from pack gatherings...he worked as one of the estate gardeners, usually keeping to himself, never causing trouble.
But right now, he wasn’t looking at her like a simple gardener.
He was looking at her like a man starving, and she was a feast.
"Thomas," Damon said sharply, making the young wolf jump. "Don’t you have work to be doing?"
"Yes, Alpha," Thomas stammered, his face flushing. "I was just...the roses needed...."
But he couldn’t look away. His eyes kept drifting back to Eve, drinking in every detail. His arousal was obvious....his scent thick in the air, his breathing heavy, his pupils dilated with desire.
"Look at me," Damon commanded. "Not her. Me."
Thomas tried. He genuinely tried to shift his focus to Damon. But his eyes kept sliding back to Eve as if pulled by invisible strings.
"I’m sorry," Thomas said desperately. "I can’t....she’s just so....I’m sorry, Alpha, I can’t control it..."
"Then leave," Damon said coldly. "Get away from her before I make you leave permanently."
Thomas scrambled to his feet, dropping his gardening shears in his haste. But even as he backed away, he couldn’t stop staring at Eve. Couldn’t stop his body from responding to her presence.
"GO!" Damon roared, his eyes flashing gold.
Thomas ran.
Damon stood there trembling with barely controlled rage, his hands clenched into fists.
"He wasn’t trying to disrespect me," Eve said quietly. "He literally couldn’t help it. My pheromones...even suppressed, they’re still affecting people. It’s not his fault."
"I don’t care whose fault it is," Damon said through gritted teeth. "I can’t...seeing them look at you like that, wanting you, imagining what they’d do if they could....it makes me want to kill every male in this pack."
"Damon...."
"No," he interrupted, turning to face her. "Do you know what it’s like? Knowing that every male who sees you wants to fuck you? Knowing that your very presence drives them insane with desire? Knowing that the only thing stopping them from trying to claim you is fear of us?"
"I know it’s hard," Eve started.
"Hard?" Damon laughed bitterly. "It’s impossible. Every instinct I have is screaming at me to hide you away, to keep you locked in our bedroom where no one else can see you, where no one else can want you. But I know that’s wrong. I know you deserve freedom, deserve to be Luna, deserve to be part of the pack. So I fight those instincts. And every time I see a male looking at you like Thomas just did, those instincts get stronger."
Eve moved closer to him, placing her hand on his chest. "I’m yours. Only yours. All three of you. No matter how many males look at me, no matter how much they might want me...I’m bonded to you. Soul bonded. That’s not going to change."
"I know that here," Damon said, tapping his head. "But here...." He pressed her hand more firmly against his chest, against his racing heart. "Here I just want to claim you. Want to mark you so obviously, so completely, that every male who sees you knows without question that you’re taken."
"Then do it," Eve said simply.
Damon’s eyes widened. "What?"
"Claim me," Eve repeated. "Right here. Right now. In the garden where Thomas can probably still see us. Where anyone passing by might notice. Mark me so obviously that there’s no question."
"Eve, we’re outside. Anyone could..."
"I don’t care," Eve interrupted. "You need this. You need to claim me publicly, to prove to yourself and everyone else that I’m yours. So do it."
Something in Damon’s eyes shifted...from control to desperate need.
He grabbed her, pulling her into a kiss so fierce it stole her breath. His hands were everywhere...gripping her hips, tangling in her hair, claiming every inch of her he could reach.
"The hedge maze," he growled against her lips. "Now."
He practically dragged her into the maze, pushing through the tall hedges until they reached the center where a stone bench sat surrounded by roses.
The moment they were surrounded by walls of green, Damon lost what little control he’d been maintaining. freёwebnoѵel.com
He turned her to face the hedge wall, pressing her palms flat against the branches. Then he was yanking up her dress, ripping her panties aside, freeing his cock with desperate hands.
"Going to fuck you right here," Damon said, his voice rough with need. "Going to claim you where anyone who wanders into this maze might see. Going to make you scream so loud that every wolf on the estate knows what’s happening."
He entered her in one thrust....no warning, no preparation, just sudden fullness that made Eve cry out.
"That’s it," Damon encouraged, his pace immediately relentless. "Let them hear you. Let them know you’re being claimed. Let them understand that you’re MINE."
His hips slammed into her with punishing force, each thrust driving her forward against the hedge wall. The branches scratched her palms but Eve didn’t care. The slight pain just intensified the overwhelming pleasure.
"Mark me," Eve gasped. "You wanted to mark me obviously. So do it. Bite me where everyone can see."
Damon groaned at her words, his mouth descending to the curve where her neck met her shoulder...the same spot Rex had marked, the same spot that bore a permanent scar from his claiming.
His teeth sank into her flesh and Eve screamed...the sound echoing through the garden, probably carrying all the way to the estate.
Damon bit down harder, marking her, claiming her, making absolutely certain that every wolf who saw her tomorrow would know she’d been thoroughly used by her mate.
When he finally released her neck, Eve could feel blood trickling down to her collarbone. Could feel the deep bite that would bruise spectacularly, that would be visible even if she wore high-necked clothing.
"More," Damon growled, his pace increasing. "More marks. Need everyone to see."
His mouth moved lower, biting her shoulder, her collarbone, the top of her breast where it rose above her dress. Each bite was deliberate, placed where it would be visible, where it would proclaim his claim.
Eve’s legs were shaking, barely able to hold her up as Damon pounded into her with relentless intensity. Her hands scrabbled against the hedge wall, looking for purchase, finding none.
"Going to come," she gasped. "Damon, I’m going to..."
"Then come," he commanded. "Come on my cock while I mark you. Show me that golden glow. Let everyone see the light from here and know what’s happening."
Eve’s orgasm ripped through her with devastating force. Her golden glow exploded outward, so bright that it illuminated the entire hedge maze, probably visible from the estate windows.
Anyone looking would see it. Would know what it meant. Would understand that their Luna was being claimed by her mate.
Damon roared his release, his cock pulsing inside her as he emptied himself completely. His final bite was on the other side of her neck...matching marks, perfectly symmetrical, impossible to hide.
When they finally stilled, both panting and trembling, Eve was covered in visible bite marks. Her neck, shoulders, collarbone, the tops of her breasts....all decorated with Damon’s claiming bites.
"Everyone will see these tomorrow," Eve said, her voice hoarse.
"Good," Damon said with satisfaction. "That’s exactly what I want. Want every male who looks at you to see those marks and know that you’re thoroughly claimed. Want them to see the evidence and understand that you’re mine."
He pulled out carefully, then turned her to face him. His expression softened as he took in her marked, disheveled appearance.
"I’m sorry," he said, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead. "I shouldn’t have....losing control like that, marking you so publicly..."
"Don’t apologize," Eve interrupted. "I wanted it. Needed it just as much as you did. And you’re right....maybe if they see physical evidence of our bond, they’ll be less affected by my pheromones. Maybe seeing that I’m claimed will help them control themselves."
"Or it will make them want you more," Damon said grimly. "Want to take what’s mine. Want to prove they can claim you better."
"Then we deal with that when it happens," Eve said firmly. "But right now, I need to get back to the house before someone sees me like this."
They made their way out of the hedge maze, both trying to look casual despite Eve’s thoroughly debauched appearance. Her dress was wrinkled and grass-stained. Her hair was wild. And the bite marks....the bite marks were impossible to miss.
As they walked back to the estate, Eve saw movement in one of the upstairs windows. Thomas, the gardener, watching them with wide eyes.
He’d seen them enter the maze. Probably heard her screams. Definitely saw the golden glow.
And now he was seeing her emerge covered in visible claiming marks.
Good, Eve thought with satisfaction. Let him see. Let them all see.
She was claimed. Thoroughly, completely, publicly claimed. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com
And maybe....just maybe....that would be enough to keep the pack males at a respectful distance.
BACK AT THE ESTATE - 7:30 PM
Damian and Silas were waiting in the bedroom, having felt the claiming through the bond.
"Really, brother?" Damian asked Damon with raised eyebrows. "The hedge maze? Where anyone could have seen?"
"Everyone did see," Silas said, gesturing to the window. "Half the pack is talking about the golden glow from the garden. They know exactly what happened."
"Good," Damon said unapologetically. "Let them talk."
Damian moved to examine the bite marks on Eve’s neck and shoulders. "These are going to bruise spectacularly. Everyone who sees her tomorrow will know she was thoroughly fucked."
"That was the point," Eve said.
"And did it help?" Silas asked. "Do you feel better now that you’ve marked her publicly?"
"Yes," Damon admitted. "And no. Yes, because now everyone will see the evidence of our bond. No, because I know it won’t be enough. They’ll still want her. Still be affected by her. Still look at her with desire no matter how many marks I put on her."
"Then we find other solutions," Damian said. "But in the meantime..." He pulled Eve close, his fingers tracing the bite marks gently. "These are beautiful. Proof of how much my brother care about you. Proof of how desperately he needs to claim you."
"I need to claim her too," Silas said quietly. "Seeing those marks, knowing Damon got to publicly claim her while I’ve been patient....it’s making me crazy."
"Then claim me," Eve said simply. "Both of you. Right now. Cover me in so many marks that there’s no question who I belong to."
Damian and Silas exchanged glances, then moved toward her with matching predatory smiles.
"As you wish, Luna," Damian said.
And for the next several hours, they proved exactly who Eve belonged to.
By the time they finished, she was covered in their cum and she was leaking from both holes. But she was happy and she was well fed.
Tomorrow, when she woke, when she looked in the mirror....she’d see proof of their bond written on her body.
And so would everyone else.
