The Perfect Luna

She decided not to waste any time and pulled the silk robe on, storming after the Lycan king. Her hair was still wet, and water was trickling down her skin but she did not care. She had to see him, she had to speak to him. She was dying to find out what was going on.

Luckily, he did not lock the door and she entered his own bedroom with ease. It was dark as the curtains in the room were shut and they seemed to be with a complete blackout effect. This was a manly room in dark shades. Very tasteful and minimalistic. Very very him.

She saw Gideon at once as he stood by a desk breathing heavily with one of his hands covering his eyes. This posture startled her and she paused.

But it was too late since he sensed her presence and snapped his head in her direction. “Not now, Riannon,” he said, and it sounded like both warning and begging.

“Just what is going on?” she stepped forward and his eyes landed on the wet silk of her robe that wasn’t hiding anything from his gaze.

“Oh, Goddess!” he muttered, turning away and feeling how desire was overwhelming him again.

“Gideon, speak to me!” the Luna was not giving up, “You are giving me some seriously mixed signals here!”

Mars was howling in his head, and he couldn’t stay close to her anymore. He had the best self-control for a lycan. But this was too much. He had nerves of steel. He wasn’t made of

So, the king did the only thing that he could and opened the heavy curtains, letting the light in and stormed out to the balcony to take a deep gulp of air.

He needed to cool himself. But the shower wasn’t going to help him anymore. The thought alone of any kind of water procedures now was bringing him back to his problem.

“Gideon!” she was already behind him, and he closed his eyes as he inhaled that sweet scent of hers, knowing that it would be best not to turn back and look at her.

“Ria,” he would have chuckled at how they suddenly dropped all the formalities now if he wasn’t in physical pain, fighting his body and Mars seemed hard. Too hard. “What is it that you really want?”

“Answers!” she replied without even so much as a shade of hesitation, “Tell me what just happened! You clearly…”

Her voice broke as did her bravely. Wasn’t she too bold with him? With the Lycan king of

But she clenched her fists and pronounced the next words firmly.

“You clearly want me,” she said and he couldn’t hold back a snort, turning to face her. “You think?” he raised her brow at her. “Then what was the problem right now?” she did not budge.

“The problem, Riannon?” he made a step in her direction and for the first time since they met she managed to see something menacing in his eyes. It was the same handsome face, the same person that he knew, but somehow the air between them got different suddenly. “The problem is that I more than just want you. I want you all. For myself. Without sharing you with anyone else in this world. I wanted you like that from the moment I saw you and it gets worse every day. The things I want to do to you… You can’t imagine! But if I take you now, I am going to mark that pretty little neck of yours.”

She gulped, trying to process the information.

He told her before that he wanted her as his woman. She even believed him. But marking her… He couldn’t be serious about that.

“But I am already marked,” the words left her lips without her realising as her hand went instinctively to the place where her husband made his claim once. She couldn’t feel it. She couldn’t feel the scar that was there for years.

I see is two little red stains on your

did

mark would seal us together

terrible!” he rolled his eyes, coming closer. And now she was backing away. “And what if I

didn’t know what to

he was studying her scared face, coming to the sad conclusion

back to your room, Riannon,” he said, turning away again and hoping that she would just simply

him and he flinched, “Why do you want me so much? I am not even a lycan! It doesn’t make any sense! Why does mostly everyone here react as if it was completely normal? Why does my wolf react to

her in less

you think?!” he growled as he grasped her waist and her pink lips

the least. She did not know why she came here in the first place.

push him away? Why did she crave him

the Luna’s

the very next moment, Gideon’s lips

mouth, lifting

thighs around his waist and her hands around his shoulders as their tongues

this? How could she

over the cold stone wall, pressing himself

conquering her mouth, “Now I don’t know if I would be able to

and he snarled into her neck, peppering

tie of her robe, making her bre.asts bounce freely. He tore off her for a second, to take a breath and looked at them, taking on in

to inhale the firm ni.pple, finally being able to enjoy her to the fullest. Her fingers laced into his hair, tugging it gently, and when

got rid of them. And she forgot how to breathe when he got onto the edge of the bed and took one of her ankles into his hands, placing a soft kiss onto it. And then one more a little higher, and one more…

had a very hard no

arched

let her come down from it, watching her and trying to remember every

felt her hand running all over his length. Her fingers wrapped around it as she

felt. She was going to

command, he positioned herself at her

and it was obvious that it

admitted honestly, holding his gaze,

her in one swift move. Not gently at all. He couldn’t be gentle anymore. He waited enough. She was his everything and he craved her

and then roughly thrust back, making her moan, did things to him. He hooked one of her thighs to give himself better access

pounding into her, each thrust cementing their bond. Mars was howling inside because they both were

Their Luna.