Page 26 of Blade

She blinks a few times, and I give her a moment to decide despite my balls aching for a release, my cock twitching wanting her tight heat that I can feel at the tip.

Wrapping her legs around my waist, she pulls me into her forcing my hips forward and I take her in one full thrust, and she gasps, “Oh my god you’re big…”

I choke out a chuckle and reply, “And you’re fucking tight… Jesus.”

Luna wraps her arms around my neck as I grip her back with on hand, her hip with the other and I try to breathe in and out, trying my fucking hardest I don’t come.

I’ve never fucked a woman this tight before and right now, I’m struggling.

“Take me, Blade,” Luna whispers in my ear and my resolve breaks.

I turn my head and capture her lips as I pull out, only leaving the tip inside her before I thrust forward hard and fast, ensuring to tilt my hips to hit her g-spot knowing I won’t last long.

“Oh wow,” Luna moans against my lips and I quickly bite her bottom one and keep up the rhythm, trying to hold off my release.

I’ve never fucking had this problem before. Usually I can get a woman to come within minutes before I’m even ready.

“I need you to come, princess,” I gasp as my spine tingles, her warm tight heat just too fucking good.

“I-I can’t, just come,” she stutters back, gripping the back of my tank and I growl.

“Like fuck will that happen,” I snap and bring a hand between us, my thumb finding her enlarged clit.

Luna jolts in my arms as I press down hard on her clit and rub fast circles while my hips pick up speed.

Her pussy squeezes my dick in a vice, and I groan, taking her lips just as she screams, her orgasm taking over and I come, unable to hold it any longer. My balls empty into the condom and I breathe heavy against her lips moaning as I continue to move my hips so she can get more pleasure causing her walls to squeeze me one more time before futtering and a thought occurs to me, a thought I tried to ignore.

I’m never going to get enough of her…

Fuck.

Chapter 10

Luna – Two Weeks Later

I quickly tie my hair into a messy bun on the top of my head, check the time, and sigh with relief, knowing I still have some hours to get done what is needed before Brock finishes work and I won’t have to endure hell again.

Quickly tidying up my mess, I turn to open the door but pause when I hear my front door open, and I silently groan, knowing it’ll be my brother.

I didn’t want him to have a key, especially knowing Brock may somehow get a hold of it, but he swore no one would have access to it, including his VP. I relented, putting a little bit of trust in him for the first time since I was thirteen but does he question why I don’t want his VP to have access to it?

No, he doesn’t.

It’s like he’s purposely blind to what is happening to me and what has happened to me over the years, and I resent him for it. I know we’ll never have that brother-sister bond most siblings have.

The truth always has a way of coming out, and he’ll soon realize his mistake and why he lost me but whether I have a pulse at that point or not, only time will tell.

“Luna?” Axe calls, and I roll my eyes. I quickly leave my small bathroom, coming out into the hallway.

I bump into my brother, who was on his way to my bedroom by the looks of things, and I raise a brow.

“This is a surprise,” I say instead of questioning him knowing there isn’t any point and he runs his hand through his light brown hair, causing it to stick up, and anxiety radiates from him, which is definitely not something I would expect from him.

“Yeah, uh, today is full of surprises, that is for sure,” he mumbles then he looks over me to see I’m not wearing my uniform. Frowning, and asks, “You’re not working today?”

I snort, “I took a week off, Taylor, you know since I haven’t had a vacation since starting at the diner.”

He scowls because, of course, as his sister, I must work more hours than the average employee until I’m at breaking point, even though I actually wanted to work at the crisis center in town for victims of rape and abuse, but he wouldn’t hear of it. The family has to work for the club and my working there will raise questions as to whether I was actually telling the truth about what his best friend did to me, isstilldoing to me.

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