I Am The Luna

ZAIA. I’m blanketed in warmth, and I snuggle against the firm chest in front of me, biting my lip when I feel something hard poking my stomach. My core clenches and I arch my back, wanting something between my thighs…

A deep husky growl rumbles in the chest before me and I let out a moan when a pair of lips touch my neck. Oh, fuck yes…

I gasp in pleasure as they suck on my neck, his cock throbbing against my stomach, when I suddenly freeze, my eyes snapping open. What am I doing?

“Sebastian…” Only it comes out as a horny moan. “Fuck…” He growls, his hand raking down my bare back, my hardened nipples press against his chest and my heart thumps as I realise my dress is not covering my breasts at all having moved out of position whilst I slept.

I love the way his body feels against mine, the promise of what he has to offer, the tantalising throb of his manhood that is standing to attention, ready to be played with and pleasured by. We can’t do this again…

“Sebastian, I have to go,” I say quietly, “I gently combing my fingers through the back of his hair. I bite back a moan as I shy away from his touch.

He tenses as if just realising the situation we’re in. He moves back slowly, grunting slightly as he rolls onto his back, and I quickly fix my dress, covering my breasts as I sit up. How did I even get into his arms again?

I glance over at him, not knowing what to say, and realise his eyes are closed, one arm resting on his forehead. He looks a little healthier today. I’m giving him mixed signals. I can’t fault him for his reaction…

I don’t know what to say and glance at the bathroom. “Do you need any help?” I ask quietly. “Nothing you can help me with,” he responds quietly.

slide off the bed and rush to the door as fast as I can

pants. My stomach flutters, and desire rushes through me as he pulls out his hard shaft. “Close the

clenches as my eyes dip to his manhood, and it takes all my willpower to turn away and walk out of that room

is a low groan escape from him, my own

I still feel a bit flustered, unable to remove that image of him stroking his dick from my mind.

Fuck… Focus Zaia!

styling Sia’s hair into two piggy tails when Jai pops his head in, his eyes are sparkling and he’s grinning from ear to

ask, trying not to think of him stroking his cock. “Just now, Melanie asked if I could take him breakfast.” He says, grinning. I can’t help but

and Bastien is healing.” I say, glancing out at the

things are looking up. “Yes! Damn, yeah, we got this.” He makes a fist before he smiles at

little voice.

“So… you guys have met Aunty Valerie today I want you to meet our other guest.” I

been curious about Sebastian for a while… Has he seen him

down, beckoning Zion over to me. I look them both over, both a mix

is wearing a pretty little white lace dress with black collars and cuffs and two pearl buttons on her neck and sleeve cuffs. She’s wearing

it, black jeans, and black boots. I

around their waists. I hoist them

I

tugging at their

says, crossing his arms as he observes me. “Well, this is important,” I say softly, with a warm smile. “It’s about the man. “Yes, I ask who he is already, and you

is before I take them into that room, but I never realised it would be

surprise.” I begin quietly looking at Sia, her grey eyes filled with curiosity as she

frown, whilst Sia stares at me, her eyes large and soon they begin to shine with unshed

own chest tightening with too many emotions. They exchange looks, and Sia’s lips quiver before she buries her face in her hands and begins crying. “I