To revenge for my mate, I became the luna's mistress

The warm glow of the spa light flickered as Jessica reclined on the massage table, her robe slipping from her shoulders.

She turned her sharp, piercing gaze toward me.

"So, you're the new one?" she asked, her voice low and commanding.

I hesitated, gripping the bottle of oil she'd thrown my way. "Y-Yes. It's. it's my first time."

Jessica's lips curved into a smirk, her amusement sharp as a blade. "First time, huh? That explains the shaking."

I glanced down at my trembling hands, my face burning. "I. I just want to do a good job."

She chuckled, a sound that sent a shiver through me. "Relax, boy. I don't bite. much." Her fingers, adorned with bright red nails, beckoned.

"Come here."

I moved closer, unscrewing the oil with fumbling hands. My voice cracked as I stammered, "I-I'll do my best."

Jessica tilted her head, watching me like a hawk eyeing its prey. "What's the price?"

"I. I don't have a price,I just. I needed the job."

Her laughter was low and dangerous, the corners of her mouth curling into a wicked grin.

"How sweet. A desperate boy in over his head. Tell me."

She leaned closer, her breath brushing my ear. "How far are you willing to go?"

"I-I'll do whatever you ask," I whispered, barely able to meet her gaze. "Sister. you decide."

Her eyes lit up at the word "sister," and she let out a low, predatory chuckle. "Oh, you're precious. So eager to please."

Without warning, her hands shot forward, gripping my shoulders and pinning me down onto the table.

Her strength was overwhelming, her movements fluid and precise.

"Jessica, I-"

"Shh," she cut me off, her voice now a growl.

"You talk too much." Her nails raked down my chest, leaving faint red marks that burned. "Let me show you how this works."

"Haven't you figured it out yet?"

The room seemed to darken, the golden light flickering as shadows crept along the walls. Her voice dropped lower, rougher. "You walked into the lion's den, boy. And now you're mine."

"Y-Yours?" I stammered, my voice barely a whisper.

Jessica's laughter echoed, sharp and mocking. "You catch on quick." Her nails, now sharper, pressed against my chest as her eyes glowed an unnatural molten gold.

"Jessica, please-"

She leaned in, her breath hot against my ear. "Please? Oh, don't beg now. The fun's just getting started."

She grinned, her canines glinting in the flickering light. "And you, my dear boy, are about to learn what that means."

"Let's see how long you can keep up. Try not to disappoint me."

As she loomed over me, her laughter filling the room. The game had begun.