The Heartless Alpha’s Beloved Luna

Chapter 431

“No.”

“Good.” His member sat heavily in my palm, warm and thick and just as familiar as it had been ten years ago, that night when we met in the forest and didn’t even see each other’s faces in the shadows. It filled me just the same as it had back then, swift and deliberate and oh so delicious.

Gideon groaned low in his throat, head falling back against the back of the sofa as I sat all the way down on him. I bit my lip and shut my eyes, feeling the stretch of my inner walls around his cock. His fingers slipped up beneath my skirts and dug almost painfully into the soft flesh of my hips, making a little whimper come out of me.

Deep down, a small voice in the back of my head told me to stop-that this was wrong, too hasty, that I would regret it all in the morning, once the full moon had been replaced by the sun and all of my bad decisions would become illuminated.

But right now, rocking my hips back and forth across Gideon’s lap, with only the moon to light our way, I didn’t care.

Tomorrow, the regret could come.

The man I’d secretly been yearning after for ten years on nights just like this, when my wolf howled and no one else could satisfy me in the

open-mouthed kiss that had us

the neckline of my dress. His fingers brushed my cleavage almost tentatively,

didn’t think. I reached up and grabbed at the fabric and yanked. Hard. It came off, seams popping. My breasts spilled out into Gideon’s hands like they’d been yearning for

movements grew more eager, more erratic, and I tangled my fingers in his hair and drew his face against my breast. His tongue darted out. Lapped at the peaked nipple. I gasped, throwing my head back as his mouth moved up to my collar bone, nipping lightly at the skin as he went, just enough to

I went easily, pulling my legs back for deeper access. My skirts

but the touch sent a shudder running through me. A wave of pleasure followed soon after, like his tongue flicking over the old scar was enough to send me over

noticed, of course. With his mouth still on me, he reached down between my legs,

for me,” he whispered, voice hollowed by my throat. “Ten years, and all I wanted the whole time was to feel your pussy tightening around me as you

a small sound that was half pleasure, half distress at the tightening sensation in my groin. Gideon’s fingers expertly swirled around my clit, each stroke of his cock slamming deeper and deeper until I felt like I might burst with the equal pressine of my muscles contracting and his member

away from the couch, and Gideon wrapped his free arm beneath me, pulling my hips further