The Luna and her Quadruplet Pups by Jane Above Story

Chapter 1 Divorce

Jane

“Focus.” Ethan’s harsh voice pierces the haze of my thoughts, drawing my attention back to his face.

“If I wanted to rut a wooden board, I would.” Ethan snaps,

gripping my hair so tightly I’m afraid he’ll rip it out of my head. “What’s wrong, Jane, can you not feel me inside you?” He demands, slamming his hips into mine so forcefully I feel sure he’ll leave a bruise. “Am I not fucking you hard enough?”

Still I don’t respond. All I can do is imagine him with Eve, kissing and making love to her, giving her all the affection he used to give me. I can see their writhing bodies in my minds eye, naked and moaning, tangling the sheets of the Alpha’s bed. It makes me feel sick to my stomach to know my husband was inside the other woman mere hours ago; is his libido really so profound that one she-wolf is not enough for him? How does he even have the energy to use me this way when Eve was pleasuring him all night long?

The only blessing is that he must have showered in between trysts, because I cannot smell her on him. Still, I’m sure I’ll hear all about it before long, Eve never lets me forget just how much my husband enjoys her body.

Ethan doesn’t think I know. In fact he hides their relationship incredibly well. I’d never know if it wasn’t for Eve. She loves torturing me with every sordid detail of their sex life: how much pleasure he gives her, how they laugh about me when my back is turned.

Ethan’s muscular body glistens with sweat above me, so rugged and handsome it makes me ache with desire. My body responds to him out of instinct, brought to life by his powerful pheromones and skillful hands even though I want to cry knowing how little I matter to him now.

Ethan used to say I was his entire world; now I’m nothing but a sex toy to him. I’m not sure how much longer I can bear it. One way or another, I have to find a way out of this, or I’ll spend the rest of my days being tortured by these images in my head.

I’m about to explode – inside and out. All my horrible imaginings bringing Ethan and Eve’s affair to

Ethan rams into that special spot

again and chuckling

to stay quiet. Growling, his pace increases again, and I know he’s close. I stare sightlessly up at the ceiling while he spills himself into my womb with a

lips seek mine, but before he can kiss me, I turn my head

hand, still fisted in my

repeats

you’re done with

him about his affair – to confront him for almost a year now. Yet Ethan barely registers my remark, he simply shakes his head and pushes away from

.

take a few deep, fortifying breaths. “That wasn’t worth a kiss.” I hiss. “That wasn’t worth anything. Honestly, you’re so bad in bed

I relish his anger. The truth is that he’s so skilled in bed that he has to work very hard not to give me pleasure, if it wasn’t for his betrayal with Eve I could probably find release just looking at his handsome features. He wants to punish me, but he can’t have it both ways, he can’t treat me like

back with a lethal expression, “Excuse me?” He barks, fighting

work up the courage to leave him for a long time now, I’ve known for a while that the person Ethan truly loves

have thought he loved me when we were young,

luna after all. Maybe that’s why he always turns to Eve – he may still be attracted to me enough to keep me around, but she’s the one who will bear