Page 69 of My Only Luna

Her hand suddenly twists into my hair, tugging my neck to the side roughly and so fucking sexily, but before I can even say anything, I feel her teeth sink into my neck. Shock rushes through me, my eyes snapping open as her sudden move throws me over the edge, and euphoria rips through me.

My vision darkens for a second, seeing stars as the pleasure from her bite mixed with my release sends jolts of electricity throughout my entire body and I feel our bond strengthen.

“Fuck,” I whisper, groaning as she milks my cock for every drop worth. She moans against my neck, her tongue flicking across the mark erotically. I don’t know how quickly it will heal with her abilities, but I look forward to seeing what her mark will look like.

She slips her hand, which is coated in white cum, out of my pants. She steps back, glancing around, blushing when she sees a few couples watching us curiously. She turns away not caring as she raises her hand to her mouth and wraps her lips around a finger and licks it clean.

“You taste delicious, baby” she moans softly, looking into my lust-coated eyes as I zip my pants up and buckle my belt.

“That was… hot,” I say, unable to find the words. I don’t know what it is, but seeing her take control at times, doing whatever she wants, is fucking sizzling hot and an incredible turn-on. Plus, what she just did out here, that was fucking hot too.

She smiles slightly as I take out my pocket square and pass it to her. She blushes lightly as she wipes her hand clean on it.

“I’m glad you enjoyed it,” she purrs, but then that teasing smile falters, her heart racing as her eyes flicker to my neck. “Shit, I’m sorry I marked you without asking-” I cut her off, not letting her finish her sentence, and kiss her passionately.

She doesn’t need my consent. Fuck, I’m hers.

I move back after a moment and look into her eyes, serious. “Don’t ever apologise for claiming a right that belongs to you. I’m yours, Red.” A soft smile crosses her lips and she locks her arms around my neck, a flicker of relief washing over her face.

The moonlight shines down on her, the backdrop of the glittering lights and flowers creating a perfect image of her in my mind. One I know I will always remember until I take my last breath.

Our eyes meet, lost in a world that only contains the two of us. Scarlett takes a deep breath, her heart still racing when she gazes up into my eyes and says the words that I have yearned for what feels like a lifetime to hear.

“I love you, Elijah. So, so much.”

Becoming One

Elijah

My heart races at the words that now resonate in my head. She loves me. She fucking loves me.

I cup her face, feeling the sparks dance beneath my fingertips. Leaning down, I kiss her so tenderly it makes her breath catch in her throat. Never have my lips moved so gently against hers, no lust or desire fuelling it. Keeping those emotions at bay as pure love and tenderness backs this kiss. It is an innocent, yet loving, kiss full of passion and emotions. She kisses me back equally slowly, her heart pounding,

“Oh my god, yuck! What are you two doing?” An annoying, nasally voice interrupts us.

Scarlett moves back, breaking the kiss as she turns to look at Keira standing there with a very burly werewolf who towers over her, his eyes full of admiration as he watches her, clearly not bothered by her screechy voice.

“We’re mates,” I say cockily. “Although, even if she wasn’t, I’d still make her mine.” It takes Keira a moment to realise what I’ve said. Gasping, she stares at us.

“You two were… fucking?”

“That’s none of your business, Keira, so why don’t you and your lovely mate move along?” Scarlett suggests, her voice level, but her eyes are sharp. The man now blinks and gives a sheepish smile.

“Sorry, I’m Drake. Nice to meet you, Alpha Elijah, Luna…” he trails off, not knowing Scarlett’s name.

“Scarlett,” she offers. It still feels surreal, but she’s my goddamn Luna,my Luna.

“Wait! You marked him?!” Keira shrieks, now running over to us to stare at my neck, a look of pure jealousy crossing her face. Scarlett turns to my neck, her heart skipping a beat.

“Is it healed already?” I ask, surprised.

She nods. “Yeah… it’s beautiful…” She traces her finger over it, sending a shiver of pleasure through me. Awakening the beast of desire from within me. “It looks good on you.”

“Oh yeah? Can’t wait to mark you, too,” I say, pulling her close, not caring that Keira is standing there looking furious. I kiss Scarlett’s neck as Keira grabs Drake’s hand and leads him away. “Poor guy.”

“I agree,” Scarlett says, wincing. “Shall we go dance?”

“Sure, I want to flaunt my mate off.” I kiss her hand before leading her inside. Scarlett looks around.

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