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head told me to stop-that this was wrong, too hasty, that I would regret it all in the morning, once the full moon had been replaced by the sun and all of my bad decisions would become illuminated.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

him. My mate. The man I’d secretly been yearning after for ten years on nights just like this, when my wolf howled and

had us both groaning in tandem. He understood-no talking. Talking would

my dress. His fingers brushed my cleavage almost tentatively, but when he tugged on the

yanked. Hard. It came off, seams popping. My breasts spilled out into Gideon’s hands like they’d been yearning for his

his hair and drew his face against my breast. His tongue darted out. Lapped at the peaked nipple. I gasped, throwing my head

cushions. I went easily, pulling my legs back for deeper access. My skirts nearly drowned me, and the different angle sent us both spiraling, and he groaned

He didn’t bite down, but the touch sent a shudder running through me. A wave of pleasure followed soon after, like his

his mouth still on me, he reached down

throat. “Ten years, and all I wanted the

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

and quick, and I dug my nails into his back, not caring if I pierced right through the fabric of his shirt My back arched away from the couch, and Gideon wrapped his free arm beneath me, pulling my hips further up from the cushions to get deeper still. Then, he stopped, and just let me feel the pressure and the twitch of his cock as he struggled to