Title: Full Moon
By: Bridget McKennitt
Pairing: Phoebe Halliwell/Cole Turner
Rating: Hard R
Word Count: 1414
Summary: It's a full moon tonight, and Cole is picking his mate from the pack.
Contains: No warnings in as far I know that can't be extrapolated from the header itself. werewolf AU.
Disclaimer: Charmed is owned by other companies. They are used here without permission, and for entertainment purposes only. No challenge or infringement upon the copyright is intended, nor should any be inferred.
The moon was full in the nighttime sky as the sacred ground on the
hill glowed with an unnatural light. The wolf pack were meeting for a ceremony
tonight and many were excited. Their alpha leader was picking a mate. There
were few females in the pack but Cole had to pick a worthy one. She would be
his co-leader and she could not be weak.
There was movement in the shadows as the werewolves arrived. Cole
sat upon his rock throne, the seat of many Laures before him. His second in
command, Leo, stood next to him, awaiting his master's order. Cole could smell
the excitement in the air from the males. Those unworthy females would be
theirs for the night if they failed. And many would fail.
The rest of the pack filtered in and rested their eyes towards their
leader. It was time. He rose slowly, power and virility emanating from his body.
He wore no fancy garment, just a pair of old jeans, but one could tell from
first glance that he was master and not to be disobeyed. "Are they ready?"
"Yes, we all wait for you," Leo said.
"Then we shall begin." His voice carried on the winds. "Tonight we
celebrate my new mate and your new Lunir." Lunir was the title of the Laure's
mate but it was more than that. She was who the pack turned to, their defender,
their mother, their everything. She had equal power as the Laure, maybe more
so because she held the pack's memories of long ago.
"But first I must choose her and you must accept her." He gazed upon
the challengers for the position and inwardly chuckled. Most of them were greedy
or lusted after his body. They would not win. However, one challenger in the
back stared back at him with willful eyes. She met his stare without flinching
or with any coyness. This one was interesting.
"The name of the game is to capture me. I won't make it easy nor can
you have any help. If any of you challengers give in to moon lust and shift,
then you're out." He grinned wickedly. "And then you're meat for the rest of
the wolves." When he said meat, he did not mean food. "Did I mention that not
only will you have to capture me, but you'll have to get past the rest of the
pack? Questions? None? Good."
Phoebe listened to the words of her Laure and fought off the urge to
run screaming into the night. Werewolves had the best and worst of both worlds.
Practical as a wolf but cruel as a human. There were less than ten females in
the pack. Most of them were competing. The ones that weren't were already mated
to another.
Lunir was a coveted position, power and pleasure in one. Phoebe blushed.
Cole was a very handsome and rugged man. But he was no one's fool. Well, neither
was she.
The very scent of the air changed. The game was about to begin. Suddenly
Cole moved and that was the signal everyone was waiting for. There was a huge
scramble, the challengers after Cole, and the males after the challengers. Phoebe
ducked someone's jump to tackle her and she ran.
She tried to sniff the air but it was too muddled to make out anything.
One challenger shifted into wolf form and a group of males surrounded her,
already changing shape. Another tripped and fell. She too became surrounded.
Phoebe tried not to think about the orgies happening all around her. She had to
reach Cole.
A man jumped out in front of her and smirked. "I have you now, chickie.
Give in to your moon lust."
"I don't think so!" She ran full speed towards the guy and jump kicked
him in the stomach. He went down and Phoebe left him. Where was the Laure?
The Laure in question was leaning against the entrance of a cave not too
far from the sacred ground. He could hear the shrieks and moans from his pack and
bitterly thought that at least his wolves were happy. Where were the challengers?
Cole was strong enough to hold his moon lust at bay until someone arrived but he
did not care much for being patient.
A rustle in the bushes caught his eye and he straightened up. It wouldn't
do if he gave the challenger a chance. The rustling grew louder and he was about
to run when someone jumped him from above.
They both went tumbling to the ground and Cole cursed himself for being
so stupid. It was just a ruse so she could sneak up on him. He landed on top
and looked at the challenger he was straddling. Well, well. It was the one with
the willful eyes.
"I caught you," she said.
Her statement caused Cole to roar with laughter. "My dear, it seems
that I have caught you!" He lowered his head and nuzzled her neck. She smelled
of roses, of sex, and a scent that was all her own. It drove him wild. The beast
in him wanted her.
"Name, what is your name?" he demanded.
"Phoebe."
"Well, Phoebe. You've won the game and I'm yours. Will you accept me
and become my Lunir?"
"Yes, my Laure."
Cole moved quickly and pulled Phoebe to her feet. "Then let's celebrate,"
he said in a low voice, the lust in him building. He led her into the cave where
a soft down bed lay waiting for them. "Are you scared?" he whispered against her
ear.
She chuckled. "Maybe. Planning on ravaging me?"
"Oh, very much so. Before and after the change." Cole brought his mouth
down on hers, kissing her with intensity. Phoebe wiggled to get closer to him
and wrapped her arms around his neck. He broke away to rip off her shirt with
a loud tear. "Can't have you wearing more clothes than me."
Phoebe returned the favor by unbuttoning his jeans and zipping it down.
She pressed her lips against his chest and trailed kisses downward until she
reached just below his belly button. Cole tangled his hands in her hair and
groaned. As much as he wanted her to go further, he had other things in mind
before the full moon brought them to their knees.
He lifted her to her feet and kissed her again. Phoebe instinctively
knew what to do and she slipped her shorts and essentials off and sat on the
bed as Cole shucked off his jeans and stood in his naked glory. Every part of
him was hard and perfect. Phoebe crooked her finger at him and playfully
reached for his manhood and kissed it lightly on the tip. Cole jerked and
joined Phoebe on the bed.
"My beautiful Lunir," he murmured as he cupped her breasts in his hands
and began to suckle one of the tips. Phoebe arched her back and tilted her head.
Cole then transferred his attention to her other nipple, giving it the same
loving care as he did the right one.
Phoebe could feel the pulse of the moon and knew she couldn't hold back
the change any longer. "Cole!" She pushed him onto his back and straddled his
body, laying her hands on his chest. She slowly slid down and sighed with relief
as they became one. Cole grabbed her by the hips and jerked up, making Phoebe
scream. He was almost too big at this angle.
She rode him, harder and faster, trying to outrun the moon. Cole thrust
himself up with such force that Phoebe climaxed and tightened around him. He
stiffened for a moment and found release as he came.
Phoebe laid her head on Cole's chest, still joined together, as she
tried to catch her breath. With their climax, they both allowed the change to
overtake them.
The next day arrived too soon and the Laure and Lunir walked hand in
hand together out of the cave. Their pack was waiting for them. Cole nuzzled
Phoebe and kissed the top of her head. "I've chosen Phoebe as my Lunir. Now
you must all accept her."
The pack raised their voices and cheered for Phoebe as she snuggled
deeper into Cole's embrace. They had spent the morning talking and enjoying
themselves. It was too soon to tell but Phoebe knew she loved Cole. She would
enjoy spending the rest of her life with him as his mate.
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