Lunar Supremacy: The Original Alpha

The inside of Vincent's Ferrari was filled with tension as they drove through the bustling streets of Downtown New York. Sophia could sense that he was not in the best mood, and it made her uncomfortable.

Vincent's mind was preoccupied with thoughts of Debbie and her cryptic words. How did she know about his true nature? He couldn't shake the feeling that something was off.

"I just don't understand what's going on between us," she said softly.

Vincent was taken aback. He didn't expect her to bring up their relationship.

"What do you mean?" he asked, genuinely confused.

"I mean, one minute you're flirting with other girls and the next you're taking me out on dates. I just don't know where we stand," Sophia explained.

Vincent realized that he had been sending mixed signals to her. He needed to make things right.

"I'm sorry if I gave you the wrong impression. I do care about you, Sophia. I just have a lot going on right now," he said sincerely.

Sophia looked at him with a small smile, and Vincent knew that he had eased her worries.

His eyes then lingered on Sophia's delicate features, unable to resist the primal urge that surged within him. He knew he shouldn't let his carnal desires get the best of him, but his animal instincts were becoming harder to control . It wasn't that he was a pervert or anything, but since his transformation into a werewolf, his libido had taken on a life of its own.

Finally, he could no longer hold it in.

"Do you like me ?" he held her hands.

Sophia felt her cheeks flush. She couldn't deny that she had feelings for him, but she wasn't sure if he felt the same way. "I...I don't know," she stammered.

"Sophia, I want to be honest with you. I have feelings for you. I know we've only known each other for a short time, but I feel like we have a connection. And I want to explore that connection, if you're willing."

Sophia's heart skipped a beat. She couldn't believe the man she had been crushing on was asking her this question. "Yes, I do," she replied, unable to contain her excitement.

"Then, are we a couple now?" he asked, his tone cautious.

Sophia's excitement faltered. The question made her nervous. She wanted to be with him, but she couldn't ignore the fact that he had other women in his life. "Are you seeing other girls?" she asked, her voice trembling.

Vincent's grip on her hand tightened. "Yes," he admitted. "But if you want to be mine, you need to accept that."

Sophia was torn. She wanted to be with him, but she didn't know if she could share him. But her heart overruled her mind, and she nodded in agreement. Love was crazy, and she was ready to take the risk.

"I'll accept anything" she answered with a forced smile, afraid that he would dump her if she demanded more.

***

The new couple lounged in bed, the afternoon sun casting warm rays across their entwined bodies. Vincent could no longer resist his desire for her. He leaned in and captured her soft, pink lips, savoring the sweet taste that lingered on them.

Sophia's heart was racing as Vincent's lips pressed against hers. She had always been a reserved girl, but now she was willingly surrendering herself to him. His touch was unfamiliar yet so tantalizing, and she couldn't help but feel a growing sense of pleasure coursing through her body.

Vincent was an expert kisser, and his skilled guidance made her feel like she was floating on air. She found herself losing control, succumbing to the sensation of his hands caressing her body and his lips exploring hers.

Despite her nervousness, Sophia couldn't deny the intense attraction she felt for Vincent. She knew she was in deep, and that he had the power to take her to new heights of pleasure that she had never experienced before.

"I'll be gentle," he whispered into her ear, his fingers tracing delicate patterns across her skin. Sophia's nerves were on edge, but his touch sent shivers of pleasure coursing through her body.

He slowly undressed her until all that remained was her lacy pink underwear. She was vulnerable, but with Vincent, she felt safe.

"I love you," she moaned, her voice barely above a whisper.

"You're mine from now on," Vincent growled, his voice deep with possessiveness. And with that, they gave themselves over to the heat of the moment, their bodies entwined in a moment of passion.

Finally, the scent of blood reached Vincent's nose. Sophia's purity was now his.

He couldn't resist the temptation and began to lick it up, feeling a surge of power coursing through his body. The experience was even more intense than the last time he had done this with Vanessa. It was as if pure women had a stronger effect on him.

"I love you, Vincent "Sofia moaned. She saw him licking her bleeding private parts but she was so engrossed in the pleasure that her mind went blank.

***

Vincent lay beside Sophia, his arm wrapped around her waist. They were both covered in a light sheen of sweat and their breathing was still heavy.

Sophia lay there, feeling a mix of emotions. She was happy, she was satisfied, but she was also scared. Scared of what the future held for them. She knew that Vincent was not an ordinary man, and with that came the uncertainty of what their relationship would entail.

Vincent sensed her hesitation and turned to look at her. "Don't worry, Sophia," he said, stroking her hair. "I'll always take care of you."

Sophia smiled weakly at him, grateful for his words. She knew that she had made a choice, and that she had to live with the consequences. But for now, in Vincent's arms, she felt safe and content.

As they lay there, a sense of calm washed over her. She knew that there would be challenges ahead, but for now, in this moment, she was happy. And that was all that mattered.