The Luna Choosing Game

But his eyes were crystal focused now. Whatever fire that had sparked there had been well contained. He was pulling himself back under control, and I felt cold, mourning the loss

He didn’t apologize, thank God, but he didn’t say anything else either. No explanations. No words of comfort or cruelty

Looking at me, he swallowed hard. Then, finally, he said, “Return to your room, Piper.” His voice was still lust–rough. He cleared it but did not speak again.

He’d made it sound like an order, and not a sexy one. His words were like a bucket of cold water dumped over my head.

I opened my mouth to say something, I honestly wasn’t sure what, when he abruptly turned and all but ran from me. He disappeared into his room, the door closed and locked behind him.

I stood staring after him, trying to collect myself after everything that happened. In the end, I simply felt

abandoned.

Confused and embarrassed, I returned to my room. If Mark noticed my disheveled state of dress, he did not mention it. Good, since it was likely his fault, Nicholas had known to look for me at all. If Mark said something now, I’d likely reply with a cutting remark I didn’t mean and would regret.

The person I was truly hurt by was Nicholas, not Mark. But I was ready to lash out at just about anyone.

Except Elva.

I went to her side to check on her. She was still sleeping peacefully.

Finally, I exhaled and slunk down onto the mattress beside her. Here, in the safety of my room with the

knowledge of Elva safe and happy, I could reflect on whatever the hell had just happened between me

and Nicholas.

My body had ignited when Nicholas had touched me, and I couldn’t blame nostalgia for it this time Before, our intimacy had been shy and experimental. This had been all heat and passion, and even a little

rough. And I loved it.

I had wanted him to continue so badly, I nearly begged for it. I might have, had we gone on longer.

I was a mess.

I only went out to try to find Julian and convince him to save me during the next elimination. Instead, I ended up dry humping Nicholas against his door.

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obligation to Elva. I couldn’t make selfish choices anymore. I had a

Nicholas unlocked in me tonight, needed to be

had to put him totally out of my

my fingers against my lips, I didn’t know how I would ever be able to forget

had shown

he was still thinking of

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I had escaped to my rooms, the moment I closed the door separating us, I pressed my ehead

on fire against mine, the curve of her ass plush in my hands. Her hips had been

wild. If we hadn’t been in that hallway where anyone could come across us, I might have stripped her bare and taken my fill of her body until we both

He was such an asshole, he

some. I’d want her to come twice before I even thought of entering her. I’d have her on my fingers and on my mouth. I’d lavish her clit

moan or cry my

grief of losing Piper, I had fallen into bed with other women. None of it meant anything, but

the experience.

the female body well, much more so than when I had touched Piper in the

them so that I could make a