Page 22 of Unbelievable Faith
He kissed her like a man possessed. Like he wanted to fuse them together as one. And since that was exactly what she wanted too she kissed him back and held tight tohim.
When he broke the kiss it was with a growl, his lips skating across her jaw, “You taste like sin and salvation. I’m never gonna get enough of you.Never.”
Luna moaned when he nipped at the hammering pulse in her neck. She tilted her head, giving him full access and he groaned. They were both born shifters. He recognized the move for what it was. Acceptance. Permission. Submission. She bared her neck to him and only him as her man, as her mate, as herAlpha.
“Not yet.” Michael murmured as his lips continued their dance over her skin, down her neck and across her collarbone, “When I bite you, it’ll all be over. I won’t be able to hold back and I’m not ready to come yet. Want to taste all of youfirst.”
She opened her mouth to say… something… but his lips closed around one tightly puckered nipple and suckled and she lost all coherent thought. Her head crashed back into the tiles and a moan that must have been her own rang in the enclosed space. Her eyes closed and her hands came up of their own accord, clawing in his hair for a grip as he licked and lapped at her breast, causing her insides to somersault with pinwheels ofneed.
“Michael. Please.” She gasped a heaving breath when he finally pulled off but he didn’t hesitate, simply moving to her other breast to deliver the same delicioustorment.
Her fingers tightened in his hair. Her body arched to give him more of her, all of her. And for the first time in far too long, she felt her wolf stir inside of her. Her wolf had finally taken notice of what was happening, had finally eased past her fear enough to trust this man with them, and now that he was delivering untold pleasure she wanted to be closer to hermate.
A growl tore through the shower and Michael pulled back with a gasp. His hazel eyes were glassy and wide as they searched her face. He felt it too. She knew he did. She smiled, softening her fingers in his hair, stroking him reassuringly, trying to tell him without words that everything he was doing was healing her from the insideout.
He leaned closer and hummed before kissing her again. His wolf was there too. She could feel him again, wanting to break free and get to her, to mark her and claim her. He wanted is mate as much as Luna wantedhers.
And when Michael broke the kiss and smiled at her again she knew that she should tell him the truth. She should tell him that she wasn’t what he thought she was. She wasn’t good enough for him. She would cause him nothing buttrouble.
She already had. He’d gone to war with the Crescents, with Maddox, and who knew what would happen to them all next because of that. Because of her. She was the reason for all of this and even if he hadn’t known it at the time, she was the one that had brought trouble to hisdoor.
Mating her. Biting her. Claiming her. It would only make things harder for him. She wasn’t an Alpha. She wasn’t a leader. She was never meant to be Queen of a pack. There would be dissent in his pack because of her. Someone might even challenge her. She was a good fighter but going up against an Alpha wasn’t easy. She could be killed as quickly as her own father had been in a challenge and then what? Where would Michael be then? Alone, again, only suffering and weak because of the broken mate bond. No, she should tell him before this went any further. She hadto.
“Don’t know what I did to deserve you. I’d almost lost faith. Thought fate had decided I should be alone forever.” He rubbed his thumb across her full bottom lip, “But then, there youwere.”
Her heart thumped too hard in her chest, “Michael…”
“I’m already addicted to the taste of you. Can’t imagine how much better it could get. But I intend to findout.”
Before she could object, or protest or pause, the Moirae Pack Alpha dropped to his knees in front of her and bowed his head in reverence. She gasped. All words failed her. He was on his knees, for her. A man that took a knee for no one. He bowed to her and onlyher.
Michael glanced up, meeting her gaze, golden and serious, “I’ll be worthy of you, Luna. You come first. Before the pack, before my family, before myself, you come first. Now andforever.”
Her bottom lip quivered but she knew he was waiting for a response. She was supposed to give him an answer. He hadn’t asked a question but in this position, in their culture, he had in not so many words. She managed a slight tilt of her chin and her acceptance forced another growl from him that she could feel as his mouth hovered over hermound.
Michael kissed her there, softly at first, and then, with a groan he delved deeper. His big hands went to her hips, holding her steady for him as he opened her with his tongue. If she’d thought he tortured her breasts, that was nothing compared to what he didnow.
He used his tongue to lure her throbbing clit into his mouth and then he sucked until she was crying out and rocking her hips against his face. Michael only groaned and took her deeper. He slid one hand beneath her thigh and lifted. He slid her leg over his shoulder, opening her up for him further and then he moved that hand to her opening and teasedher.
Lips and tongue and fingers, he pushed her closer to the brink. He drove her out of her mind. She felt like she was coming apart at the seams. Like she might explode and simply disintegrate into dust, wash away down the drain and become part of the earth again. Her hips rocked shamelessly. She made noises that didn’t even sound human. She pulled on his hair so hard she was certain she must be hurting him but he only continued his assault until she fellapart.
“Michael!” His name came out a hoarse groan as she splinteredapart.
Her world shifted off its axis. Realigned. When she found the strength to open her eyes again, Michael was there, the new center of her world. Like a bright and shining sun, he looked golden andgorgeous.
He licked his lips lewdly, “So perfect. You taste like mine. Because you are, Luna. Allmine.”
She moaned softly as he rose back to his full height and pulled her against him. He dropped his forehead to hers. Their eyes met and they shared breath, both panting as they recovered from the force of what had just happened betweenthem.
“Say it.” Michael swiped his tongue over her bottom lip and she moaned when she tasted herself there. “Say you’re mine, Luna. My woman. My mate. Myqueen.”
She didn’t hesitate. She couldn’t. Whatever doubts her brain may have, her heart didn’t sharethem.
“Yours. Allyours.”
