Page 82 of Blood Sacrifice

A tear slipped down her cheek, her lips pursing together as she composed herself. “I’ve loved you so much that you were alive in my head even when we were a world apart. There were times I had conversations with you, and imagined your reply. I used to fantasize what our life could have been like if we ran away together, if we would have children, and what we wouldhave named them.” Her fingers trailed up my back. “You were with me every step of the way these past four hundred years.”

My lips found hers again, the soft kiss a sacred vow to each other to seal what had been said. There was so much more I wanted to say, but now wasn’t the time, so I allowed my lips to speak the words against hers for only us to share. We clung to each other, allowing me to convince myself that she was alive and in my arms, something that I had feared would never happen again.

We finally broke apart, our breathing erratic, but our gazes were locked together with a new found confidence.

“I need to tell you about my time in Purgatory,” Luna said, her hands gripping my shoulders.

My brow creased in confusion. “When were you in Purgatory?” I asked, pushing my weight up onto my arms so I could peer down at her.

“When I was lying in this bed,” Luna replied. “I need to share all the information with everyone before my memories fade.”

Even though I needed to stay in this bed with her until I knew she was safe, I also realised the importance of what she was saying. I climbed off the bed, holding my hand out to her to help her up.

“I need a shower first, and then a cup of tea,” Luna said, allowing me to fuss over her as she swayed when she stood up.

I wrapped my arms under her ass and lifted her. This was the hospital wing, and everything in it made my wolf howl in my head, so I walked through the back passages of the building toward my room. Luna hugged me in a koala-style embrace, her arms and legs tight around my body, her head tucked into my shoulder.

“Where are we?” Luna asked when I set her on the floor.

“My room. I hate hospitals,” I replied. “This section has personal rooms that allows pack members to have their own privacy.” The full moon affected wolves in different ways, but hormones tended to run high at that time of the month, and I didn’t appreciate orgies in my conference rooms.

I led Luna into the bathroom, peeling her clothes off one item at a time until her beautiful body was exposed to me. A mark marred her abdomen where she took Aisha’s curse for me. My fingers trailed over it, and I felt her shiver under my touch.

“I wasn’t worth risking your life for,” I said.

Her hand caught mine. “You would never have survived that curse, but I had a chance of fighting it.”

I lifted her long hair over her shoulder, examining the rest of her body, touching her to once again reassure myself that she was here and alive.

“Promise me that you’ll never do anything like that again,” I said, my fingers under her chin lifting her gaze to mine. “I mean it.”

Luna stood on her tiptoes and pressed a kiss to my lips. “I can’t do that, because I refuse to let you die if I can save you.”

I narrowed my eyes at her in a scowl that normally sent my pack members running. Luna’s lips lifted in a provocative grin before she turned toward the shower.

“Are you not going to scrub my back?” she called over her shoulder, and my hand formed a fist at my side as I watched her curved ass climb into the shower.

I closed my eyes and reminded myself she was frail after being unconscious for days, even though we were immortals and tended to heal before regaining consciousness. I hauled my T-shirt over my head and pulled my jeans down my legs, my boots still on the floor in the hospital room.

The warm water had started to steam up the glass of the shower when I stepped into the large cubicle that was bigenough to accommodate my hybrid form since I had had temper issues in the past.

My arms wrapped around her waist to tug her against me, my hands moving over her soft skin as I kissed her mating mark.

“I missed your touch,” she moaned when my fingers dipped between her legs, her back arching to give me better access.

My dick hardened at the sound of her deep moan, as it rippled down my spine and left an imprint on me. Luna moaned again and my hips bucked forward. I needed to get myself under control or I was at risk of ravishing her.

I grabbed the large, soft sponge and filled it with an herbal soap that tended to calm me. A neighbouring village made it with local herbs, and it reminded me of running through nature. To distract myself, I lathered Luna’s body, massaging the accompanying shampoo in her hair until I had washed every scent from her but mine.

My thumb brushed over her mating mark, and I watched as she shivered since it connected us at an intimate level. I leaned forward and gently bit down on the area, flicking my tongue the same way I would when I teased her clit.

“Shit!” Luna gasped, her head falling forward, her hands bracing her against the wall. “What are you trying to do to me?”

My hands skimmed over her breasts, my thumbs teasing her nipples while I continued to lick and suck the scar on her shoulder. “I’m experimenting with your mating mark,” I said, scraping my teeth over her sensitive skin.

Her hips bucked against mine, her back arching.

“I want to see you come using the mark my wolf left on you,” I continued. “To see you fall apart as we claim you all over again.” My hand slipped between her legs. Luna tried to clamp her thighs together but I had no intention of letting her escape from my questing fingers.

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