Page 68 of My Only Luna

He pulls away to look into my eyes for a split second, shock still in them, a gorgeous hint of a smile curls the corner of his lips. “Fuck, you’re mine,” he murmurs before his lips crash against mine. My eyes flutter shut as a wave of intoxicating pleasure hits me, fireworks exploding within me and shooting straight to my core, my entire body tingling from his delicious kiss.

He kisses me with everything he has. I can barely keep upwith him as he devours me entirely, his lips consuming mine. He has kissed me many times, but there is something about this one that will forever remain burned in my memory.

He kisses me with passion, yet at the same time as if I am a glass doll that may break if he is too rough or a dream that might disappear if he’s too aggressive.

I can feel the strong pool of his emotions through this very kiss; his scent, his touch, his caress, they all envelop me like a blanket. He breaks away when I need air, both of us breathing heavily as he presses his forehead to mine. I can feel him shaking just as much as I am.

Goddess, this is real.

“I’m yours,” I say softly, my voice shaky. Opening my eyes, I gaze up into those cobalt blue eyes. My body is heating up and I am very aware of every inch of his body that is touching mine, right down to the hard-on he now sports. His hand on my waist holds me tightly, the other on my bare upper back, my skin tingling under his fingertips as he keeps me firmly pressed against him.

“You’re mine. Fuck, you’re really mine.”

Getting a Little Naughty

Elijah

“Now and forever,” I promise, looking into her eyes. The huge burden that has been weighing down on me has been lifted, and I feel light and free. “You look so fucking beautiful. I don’t think any words could ever be enough to describe how perfect you are.” I gaze down at her, unable to hold back how I feel. I’ve been strong, keeping my emotions in check, knowing how worried she has been, but now there’s no need to hide it.

She looks like a goddess, her glittering dress accentuating every curve of her divine body. Her vibrant locks are pulled back and her large, green eyes glisten as they look at me with shock clear in them. The pull to take her in my arms and kiss her drives me nuts. No matter how much I want to hold her, I am too stunned to move. She is mine and I am hers. Even the Goddess has fated us to be.

“Your eyes speak louder than words can anyway. You look incredibly sexy yourself.” She leans closer and kisses my lips softly, a soft moan falling from her lips.

I run my hand down her back, enjoying the way it feelsbeneath my fingertips, the way her body arches into mine, the way it causes her breath to hitch and her thighs to press together. I growl as the dangerous scent of her arousal hits my nose, a seduction that is going to ruin me in a good way.

“Fuck, don’t make me take you right here,” I say, squeezing her ass as I press her against the hard-on that I am now supporting. She smirks.

“As tempting as that sounds, I’d rather we not have an audience,” she replies, amused, her hand running down my chest and abs.

“Kitten…” I throb, wanting her touch to go lower despite the fact we are in a semi-private area. Her eyes glimmer with a distinct mischievous spark as she tugs me a little further down to the side where it is a little more inconspicuous to see us unless someone came looking for us.

“I’m sure no one will realise…” She bites her lip, looking up at me seductively as she makes swift work of my belt, slipping her hand into my pants, making dangerous jolts of pleasure course through me. She steps forward, backing me up against the railing.

I take a moment to scan the gardens, and she follows my gaze. There are a few couples, some walking, some making out, and one on the bench who seems to be doing a lot more than just making out. She smiles teasingly up at me. She knows I’m at her full mercy and she’s enjoying it.

“Scarlett…” I bite back a groan as her hand pushes my boxers aside.

Oh fuck.

My heart is racing, blood rushing to my hardening cock.

“Fuck, Red…”

“Elijah…” she says in an equally breathless voice, her hand now wrapped around my manhood, making me suck in a breath. Yeah, her touch drove me nuts before, but with the extra electric jolts, it’s fucking intense in the best way possible.

“You’re a vixen, Red,” I groan, squeezing her ass. I can feel her perfect ass cheeks under her silk gown and I can’t wait to strip it off her body. I bury my head in her neck once again as she runs her hand up and down my shaft. Despite not having much space to manoeuvre, she manages well enough, making pleasure rush through me.

“I think I have you totally at my mercy, handsome,” she teases, the lust and desire in her eyes only making my eyes flash with carnal hunger.

“You sure do, and shocking, I don’t fucking care,” I reply huskily, claiming her lips in a hungry kiss.

My hand on her ass tightens as her delicious strokes become faster, pumping like the pro she is, kissing my neck sensually. I feel the graze of her canines, her heart thumping.

She wants to mark me. Just the thought sends approval through my wolf. I’m fighting against the urge to thrust against her hold, knowing if anyone looks out, we will get caught if observed long enough.

“Fuck, that’s it, sweetheart,” I groan, feeling myself nearing. Pleasure consumes me, tipping me towards the edge. Scarlett sighs in satisfaction, her eyes fixed on me. She knows I’m close and she speeds up, and I’m unable to hold back from bucking against her hand.

“That’s it, baby, let go,” she whispers. My breaths are ragged groans and I can hear her heart pounding. She’s pleasuring me, but she’s enjoying this just as much.

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