The Luna Choosing Game

In that same life, he’d likely rip my clothes away and fuck me against this door.

I’d never had penetrative sex. We’d experimented some, years ago. But now, I wanted his dick inside me

so much, I was dizzy for it.

I clawed at his shoulders and his back. I moaned and whimpered as he rolled my hardened nipples between his fingers and then pinched them ever so slightly, just enough to send a jolt across my skin.

I arched off the door, pressing myself more fully into him.

His hips collided with mine, pushing me straight back against the door and pining me there. His hard

cock strained against his pants. He ground it against the crux of my thighs.

He was like an animal, bucking wild, desperate. He was as lost as I was.

“Piper,” he growled against the juncture of my neck and shoulder. Then he put his teeth there. He didn’t

press down. He made no claiming bite. But the thought of him being so near to it lowered me to begging.

please. Oh, please.”

moment ended, we’d have to go our separate ways like this had never happened. Nicholas would kiss other girls. He’d marry one. Have his own

way too.

in some form. Nicholas was my first love, and though feelings were messy now, I was still bound to him

could claim Nicholas for however long. Even if

clutched him tighter, I squeezed

thoughts. Please stay

up

the chill of awareness return to him too. His hands had slowed

it was

returning to normal.

his hips and hands totally stopped moving. He lifted his face

have thrashed and pleaded and begged.

But I didn’t.

Because I understood.

weren’t in the past. We weren’t in some other

prince, and I was a commoner. These moments we shared were stolen, not fully ours.

his hands away from

like he was building up