Sculpture

Astrid's Point of View

Several years later, when we reached the age of eighteen, I was able to transform into a werewolf and defend our family from a group of rogues who had attacked our land. I witnessed Atasha's struggles in shifting into her werewolf form. She was, likewise, devoid of any exceptional powers of her own.

When I grew more conscious of the smells in my environment, I was able to track and identify anyone from a distance. Aside from that, I could hear small footfalls, which I believe to be useful for survival.

However, that night was particularly difficult for Atasha. When our father found out that she was unable to shift, I witnessed her being restrained and being confined to the attic.

"Atasha, you should not be allowed to leave the house any longer!" My father’s words were dripping with both hatred and fear. Based on his expressions, he truly decided to lock my twin sister up for the rest of their lives.

"Papa, please! Let me out! I don’t want to be here! I’m scared, Papa!" I could hear Atasha begging from the locked attic. "Astrid! Please, Astrid! Help me!" she screamed as she called my name, pounding on the door with her fists.

Our father didn’t say a word. His chest was moving up and down, mustering up the courage to ignore Atasha. He then turned to me, held my shoulders and looked at me with teary eyes.

"Keep your distance from your sister from now on! Nobody wants to be cursed in the same way that she is!" he whispered and continued, "No one should be aware of this! Remember that, Astrid!" he remarked as tears streamed down his face.

"Don’t worry, Papa. I won't tell anyone what happened to Atasha. I find it inappropriate at this point. However, I can surely help with the rumor spreading. I can point to a different female werewolf and tell everyone that she’s cursed, just to make sure that our family will be safe."

"You already know that stories about the cursed werewolf are already circulating?" he asked.

I nodded and let out a sigh. "If the rumor about the cursed werewolf spreads to the Crimson Moon Pack territory, they will kill the werewolf as well as the family who disseminated the information about it. I don't want anything like that to happen to us, Papa…"

He was seemingly surprised by what I said, but seconds passed, he took a deep breath and wiped his tears away.

"Let's have a conversation about this some other day. I'm going to have to pray to the Moon Goddess first," he said before he went away.

I couldn’t hide my smirk when our father left. I walked back into my room. Finally, I could sleep soundly without having to worry about dirty flies pestering me. I sighed and sank into my comfortable bed.

"I was able to complete the second step towards my goal," I declared with a burst of laughter.

The following day, I felt that it was a bright day, and so I decided to sit on the porch and read my favorite book. I was completely drawn into the book in my hand when I noticed Alexander waving at me from a distance.

"Hello! It's me," he responded with a grin.

"It is, without a doubt, you, Alex. What have you been doing lately?" I asked.

"How about we go on a date?" He then took my hand in his and motioned for me to stroll outside in a polite way.

Alexander was present when I turned eighteen, along with my sister Atasha, and he proceeded to wait for me and pay me visits at my home on a daily basis. In the end, I discovered that he was my mate, as he revealed to me one day during the Silver Moon Pack's mating season. I had felt it too. The strong bond between us was as if there was an invisible string pulling us towards each other. Immediately following that confession, we grew more and more intimate with one another.

Others had already formed an opinion and respected me because Alexander was a member of a prominent family within the Silver Moon Pack. His father was serving as an Omega to our pack's Alpha Samuel, and he was a kind guy.

"You're very stunning, Astrid," he remarked, his eyes resting on my features.

"Oh, you mean these?" I glanced at my large breast, which his eyes were glancing at, and when I looked at him, I saw him licking his lower lip.

"Who do you think is more attractive, me or Atasha?" I asked this with a chuckle.

"You share the same face. What are you talking about?" he exclaimed, laughing. He continued, "Your aura, on the other hand, enhances your natural beauty." Then he checked my features again, from head to toe. "Your sex appeal made me want to bed you for the rest of the day. I tell you this, your hourglass shape made all the men jealous of me because you're my mate. All of your body parts were sculpted perfectly. You and Atasha have identical faces, but you look more stunning overall…" He said those statements while biting his lower lip.

Alexander's words lingered in my mind. He stated it in a way that made me want him more underneath my pants. I knew that he wanted it too, and I would surely give it to him after our lunch date. He was always drooling like a hungry wolf from the forest, waiting for his prey ever since we learned that we were mates.

"By the way, no one is in our home this afternoon. Do you want to have a fun time?" he asked, his eyes seemingly hoping for me to agree.

Instead of answering immediately, I responded by kissing him on his lips, and rubbing the back of his neck with my hand.

"Fun is my middle name," I stated seductively, which made him chuckle a bit.

"I can't wait. Maybe we can skip our date and let's go straight away to my house?" he stated.

"Are you that excited? Feed me first, mate. I want to eat the most expensive meal here in our land," I tiptoed as I eyed him playfully. "Treat me like your queen, then perhaps I'll reward you with something greater later," I said, making him more excited.

"Sure thing, my queen," he said and kissed the back of my hand.

We arrived at one of the restaurants that was only open to wealthy patrons, such as Alexander Pavinski's family, which was a rarity at the time. As soon as we got ourselves to a table for two, he ordered the most extravagant lunch on the menu for us and his colleagues who were also inside the restaurant.

"It's all me," he exclaimed, and the people were so happy.

"You have such a generous boyfriend, Astrid!" one of the ladies exclaimed, then, as a response, I gave them a sweet smile.

I must admit that before meeting him, I felt like a complete and utter nobody, but that was before I met him. When our lunch was served, he proceeded to tell me a backstory about the first time we talked to each other. He said that he already knew who I was, and that he already had a crush on me and watched me from afar.

"It was when I found you lying on the ground and it was raining hard, I carried you and I brought you to your house," he explained, then I remembered that it was the same night when it rained so hard in the corn field when my eyes were taken by the witch.

"I remember that and thank you. You're always my savior!" I said, smiled, and touched his hand that was resting on the table.

After our lunch, we left the restaurant and proceeded to his house, which was only a few minutes' walk away from where we had our lunch date.

Once we arrived at his home, I thoroughly examined the place and immediately began to imagine the worst possible outcomes if the Crimson Moon Pack were to take control of our land, which belonged to the Silver Moon Pack. To be honest, I didn’t feel sorry for Alexander and his family in the least.

"What are your thoughts? This would also serve as your home once we get married…" The words came to him as he stood beside me, admiring the lovely living room and the lavish collection of statues of naked women in the distance.

"I now understand why you like to use the phrase magnificent sculpture when describing my physique," I remarked, which caused him to chuckle a little.

"These are the collections that I accumulated while traveling to various parts of the world." The fact that it was difficult for him to even go to the Crimson Moon Pack, let alone the Witch's Mountain, made me wonder if he was simply attempting to make a good impression on me at the time.

"How fantastic! You had such excellent taste," I exclaimed, giving him a seductive stare.

"Look, here's one of the sculptures I made," he added, pointing to a woman in a white dress in front of me.

I glanced at the sculpture and touched it, then thought to myself, "I look very beautiful here."

"I also painted it to give it a more vibrant touch. Is it fair to say that I did it properly? I know it wasn't perfect, but I think I managed to get some of the details correct, don't you think?"

"Absolutely, you've got it completely wrong," I told him, which shocked him.

"What did I do wrong, baby?" he inquired as he cradled my shoulders in his arms.

"This sculpture you made was so beautiful and perfect. I wish I could be the same with this one," I said, and made him sigh with relief. "Come on, take a deep breath. I'm just joking and playing around with you!"

"You do realize that I got it right, don't you? Because, as you said, it's beautiful and perfect, which you're right about. It's just like you," he muttered in my ear, then he continued, "just like you, baby. You're so beautiful and perfect. "

Then, afterward, he kissed me on the lips and ran his fingers through the back of my hair.

"Let's go to my room because we're getting hot in here and I want to take off your clothes already…" he whispered, and he carried me.

He continued to kiss my lips while he was walking towards the door of his room. When we went inside, he unbuttoned his shirt and removed his pants. His eyes were pinned on me as he undressed himself.

"Let me help you," I said, removing his boxers and touching his sex. "You're that hard already?" I knelt down and licked his shaft and then put it in my mouth.

He groaned as I began sucking it while I was sitting at the end of the bed while he stood in front of me.

"I bet you can't last for five minutes," I uttered, and gave him a grin.

I gripped his shaft and swirled my tongue along his big length. It was already touching the back of my throat. I loved the way he was moaning. I jerked my hand faster and sucked his head faster into my mouth.

I felt he had already begun thrusting his hips forward and I could feel that he was already trying to reach his climax.

"Astrid, baby, fuck!" He groaned and moved his hips faster. "I'm cumming, your mouth feels so good!" He exclaimed and seconds after, he cummed inside my mouth.

I spit it out and I was catching my breath.

"See, that's even less than five minutes," I said and chuckled. "You love that, don't you?"

He brushed his shaft against my face. "I love the way you suck my sex. I like it inside your mouth," he whispered and caressed my hair.

"Now put it inside me," I commanded. I shifted my position for him to have better access, and opened my thighs, then touched my slit. "I'm all wet. Come on, baby, put it here. Make your queen happy…" My words made his shaft harden again. I smirked. "Come on, make it quick."

In one swift move, he positioned himself in between my thighs. He entered me, which made me moan. He then began thrusting inside.

"Astrid, your slit was so wet. I love it," he said, and smiled.

"You're enjoying it?" I asked. He nodded, and he thrusted and moved his hips faster.

My legs were quivering. He reached a certain spot on my inside that made me want to cum.

"Yes, Alex, you're good. Make me feel good!" I exclaimed as he pounded me faster and faster. My thighs and his legs were making loud claps that I assumed echoed outside of this room.

"Here you go, bad boy... Make my sex bleed. Crush it!" I yelled as my mind went so insane with every pound he put on top of me.

"I'm cumming now," I yelled, and a warm fluid touched my thighs. He then pulled it out and jerked his length from his hand and put his seed in my tummy.

He then laid down on top of me and started kissing me on the lips.

"I just love everything about you, Astrid. Please, let's get married next week. I'll ask your parents," he said, which made me stunned.

"You know that I'm focusing on my studies, Alex," I responded, then kissed him hard this time, even swirling my tongue into his mouth. "We don’t need to hurry. We will take this slow, Alex. You have nothing to be worried about. I am your mate. I am yours. Anyway, I might need your help with something. If you're able to help me, I'll probably change my mind."

"What is it?" he asked.

"Fuck me harder until you're all dry," I chuckled. We then continued kissing, and I could feel his shaft hardening and poking my thighs.

"You want to have sex all night?" he asked, and I simply nodded.

"Until we passed out," I said, and we both chuckled. I then felt him putting his shaft inside of me and he slowly ground his hips.

"You love this, baby? You want to make it slow first?" he asked.

"I love your pace, make me come and pound my sex like there's no tomorrow," I expressed that made him more excited. "Oh, yes, this is perfect. I love your hot sex inside me.

Harder, come on, Alex!" I commanded and my legs started to quiver.

I bit my lower lip. For some reason, I loved that my sex was being pounded hard.

"Kiss me," I said, and we kissed while he continued to thrust his hips towards my sex. "Fuck, you're such a bad boy, Alex…"

I reached my orgasm and we were drenched in sweat. I was still catching my breath when I thought that I had to return the favor.

"Let me go on top of you," I said. He raised one eyebrow as he looked at me, but then we changed our position.

I slid his length inside of me, and when I began to swirl my hips and jerk his sex, I shut my eyes and let the sensation consume my entire being. I did the same movement for a minute until I could feel warm fluid inside.

"You're already cumming?" I said in confusion.

"I'm sorry, Astrid. Your body is so beautiful from this position. I can't help but release it sooner. I was not able to control it."

I shook my head, but I didn't stop and moved my hips more while I was sitting on top of him. His length was still inside of my sex.

"Don't worry, Alex, as I said. I want all of your seeds to run dry." I said and chuckled.

As I touched his breast, I could feel that he was getting it hard all over again. I moaned a lot with each thrust that made his length twitch inside of my hole.

"Fuck you, Alex, yours is poking my insides," I said and moaned so hard. I began to swirl around my hips, and I put both of my hands behind me and touched his legs. I thrust my hips up and down.

"Fuck, Astrid, I can't control this baby, I'm already cumming!"

While he cummed inside of my sex, I didn't stop thrusting my hips.

"I don't care if you cum already," I yelled and moved my hips faster and faster. I then felt I was cumming as well, but I didn't stop. Our bodies were drenched in sweat and musk from our own sex.

The bed , as well as the mattress, was soaking wet, as if it had rained in his room.

He went to my breast and fondled it. Then he laid his length between them and he thrust his shaft and the tip of its head. I was licking it in the process to make his climax arrive faster.

"You have such a lovely shape, Astrid. The shape of your body, the roundness of your rear and thighs, and your huge breasts make me want to make love with you all day," he declared as he cummed on my face while jerking his shaft in between my breasts.

"Same here, Alex."

We then kissed and we decided to take a break as my legs were already tired and we had already reached our limit.

"That was good, wasn't it?" he asked, then he smelled his fingers. "The smell of your sex is telling me that you're pleased." I watched how he licked it without breaking our eye contact.

"I'm always pleased by your sex. You know, I just missed every inch of you." I responded and caught my breath while we were lying beside him on a wet bed.

"So, does that mean I can marry you next week?"

"No, there is still one thing that must be done," I said.

"What is it?"

"Find someone that I can frame as a cursed werewolf. Make that someone known by everyone here in the Silver Moon pack…" I stated, which made him raise his body. He jerked his head and glanced at me intently, confused.