Page 20 of Unbelievable Faith
Luna glanced away and then back at him from under her dark lashes, “I…”
“What is it?” He asked when she trailedoff.
“I’d feel more comfortable if I wasn’t the only one naked.” She shrugged one delicateshoulder.
He instantly softened. He understood that. She was the one at his mercy if she was the only one naked. It would feel like he was in control and right now, she needed to feel like she was in control of something in her own life. If he was naked too then they were equal and since she was exactly that, his equal and his mate in every way, he didn’t hesitate for asecond.
Michael reached behind him and pulled his t-shirt over his head. He dropped it to the floor along with her clothes and then moved his hands to the button of his pants. He didn’t dare look up at her until he’d pushed down his jeans and boxers. He was afraid of what he’d find in herstare.
Fear? Worry? Dread? But when he gathered his courage and pulled up to his full height, when he saw the look in her eyes, he couldn’t contain his groan thistime.
Heat and fire. Passion and desire. It was all right there in her eyes as she took himin.
She wanted him just as badly as he wanted her. He knew it. He could feel it through the bond that was still being forged. The need was his but the longing was hers. She wanted to reach out and touch him but she held herself back and he didn’t know whether to be grateful that she could show restraint when it was so difficult for him to do the same or annoyed that she was holding back from him atall.
He knew he couldn’t blame her. She’d just gotten out of hell. She wasn’t ready for everything that came with being his mate. She needed time to heal and not just physically. But damn it, she was his and he wanted every piece of her. He wanted to be the one to help put her back together, to see the woman she became once all of this was behind them. He just, wantedher.
“Luna.” He flexed his jaw and when she met his eyes again he shook his head, “Gotta stop looking at me like that. Or I’m going to take it as an invitation to touchyou.”
Luna licked at her lips again and her eyes drifted down his chest as a flicker of a smile tipped up one corner of her mouth, “Maybe I want you to touchme.”
“Luna. Baby. Don’t tease me right now. I’m too close to theedge.”
“I’m not teasing, Michael. I…” She met his eyes again, “I feel it too. The heat. The pull. I feel ittoo.”
He groaned and swiped a hand across his face. She was going to be the death of him. She wasn’t ready. He could feel it, sense it through the bond. She was still wary and he didn’t want her wary when he took her for the first time. He wanted her as crazy for him as he was for her. So he shook off the urge to take her at herword.
“Shower first. How about that?” He tried for a smile he wasn’t feeling, “You said you wanted toshower.”
“Okay.” She nodded after a long moment, “As long as you’re coming in withme.”
“I’m not letting you out of my sight, Luna. I swear. Notever.”
She surprised him again when she reached for his hand. He let her take it and then he helped her as she stepped into the shower. The room had begun to steam while they undressed and he hadn’t even noticed until he stepped inside. He quickly turned the heat down a notch, shielding her from the scorching water with his big body. He pulled the door shut behind them with his free hand and then turned back toher.
“Youokay?”
She nodded and then inched forward, closer to him and into the spray of the water. She moaned softly as the hot water hit her skin and his cock twitched wildly. She tilted her head back, letting the water cascade down her slim body, her eyes closed and her mouth slightly open, and he automatically reached for her, his hands going to herhips.
Luna didn’t flinch away from him the way he’d feared she would. Instead, her lips lifted just at the corners again but it stayed that way this time. She made a small noise, a humming sound that sounded so much like contentment that he wanted to hug her and hold her close but he didn’t dare move his hands for fear of spookingher.
He kept his hands in place as she rinsed beneath the hot spray. She took her time. She let the water run all over her body, stroked her hands over her skin, cleaning away all the awful, red marks. Only once the water ran clear did she turn in his grasp, reaching for the body wash on theledge.
They were both silent as she soaped her hands and began to run them over her body again but he could feel the tension building between them. The shower stall was burning up, or he was, inside his own skin. And when she moved her hands down to her hips, where he had very consciously kept his own, and covered his palms with her own, moving them over her skin, he nearly lostit.
“Luna.” Her name came out as barely more than a groan and he dropped his forehead to her shoulder, “Baby, you’re driving mecrazy.”
“I know.” She relaxed back against him, her slick body sliding against his in the most delicious tease, “I can feel it, feel you, and I can’t deny us this. I need your touch as badly as you need to touchme.”
He nuzzled against her neck, swiping her long, dark, heavy hair aside, kissing her there gently, in a string of kisses, up to her ear, “I ache foryou.”
Luna hummed again and rocked her body against his. He couldn’t help himself. He took the leeway she’d given him and traced his hands over her body. Her slim hips and her taunt stomach. Up, up, he cupped her breasts and they both hissed a breath as he palmed her and then teased her hard nipples with gentlesqueezes.
“You’re so perfect.” He nipped her earlobe gently, wanting to bite her and mark her, to claim her, but only giving himself this small bite that didn’t break the skin, “Do you feel that? Feel how well you fit me? Because you were made for me,baby.”
She was. She was his perfect match in every way. Her breasts filled his palms to perfection. Her ass fit against his rock hard erection. He could bend her over right here. He could push her against the wall and be inside her in two seconds flat. She was matched to him that well and he knew she was wet for him. He could scent her arousal. Something dark and magnetic that was pulling him closer and closer to the edge ofinsanity.
He knew she felt it too. Her movements against him were growing wilder. She moaned and pressed her ass back, grinding against his erection. He was going to come if she kept that up and he could feel that she was just as close as he was. So close, and he hadn’t even touched her. Not yet. Not really. He hadn’t even kissedher.
Michael spun her around so quickly that she gasped but he didn’t give her time to take another breath. He took her lips with his and groaned as soon as her taste hit him. Like red wine, it burst over his senses, drowning him, making him drunk, making him want more. Luna whimpered slightly but didn’t pull back. She kissed him in return, twining her arms around his neck and pulling him against her. Skin to skin from shoulder to knee, they kissed as the hot water rained down on them. Softly, sweetly, learning the ins and outs of each others mouths as they tasted and explored. Tongues twining and twisting, darting and retreating. And Michael couldn’t imagine his life ever getting any better that it was at this, exact,moment.
“Mine.” He broke the kiss, lapping at her bottom lip with his tongue, “Say you’remine.”
“You know I am.” She whispered back, “Kiss me, mate. Just kiss meagain.”
Mine. Mate. Michael took her lips again and held herclose.
She was his. Just his. Finally, he’d found her. Finally he could be whole. He finally had something, someone, that was his and just his. And nothing was going to take her from him now. Nothing andnobody.
