Don't Poke the Luna (Xena and Ryder)

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Don't Poke the Luna

Chapter 132

Xena's POV

"Come here." Ryder's voice was low, with a magnetic quality that left no room for argument.

I bit my lip, hesitating for a moment, but curiosity flowed through me like a warm current, pushing me toward him. Standing beside the massage table, I looked up at him, trying to mask my nervousness with a playful tone. "Yes, Mr. Alpha?"

"Take off your clothes and lie down under the sheet. I'm going to get some oil." Ryder turned and left the room.

I froze for a second, my heart skipping a beat. Take everything off? My fingers trembled as they touched the edge of my clothing. A rush of embarrassment washed. over me, but beneath it was an unmistakable excitement, like standing at the edge of a cliff, wondering what it would feel like to jump.

I quickly stripped off my clothes, sliding under the cool sheet that sent a shiver across my bare skin. I'd barely positioned my face in the cradle at the end of the table when Ryder returned. My heartbeat thundered in my ears, pulsing like a drumbeat.

nerves. The pop of a bottle cap made me tense, followed by the quiet sound of oil being squeezed out. I held my breath as I felt the sheet

stood at the head of the table, placing his hands on my neck, warm and firm. His fingers began to move, sliding from my neck downward, slick with oil, gradually pushing toward my backside. I closed my eyes, trying to focus on my breathing,

my back, expertly kneading each muscle, as if systematically unlocking all my defenses. I clenched my jaw, afraid I might make a sound that

me.

across his knee, one hand at the base of my skull, the other suddenly grasping a fistful of my hair, just

avoiding my injuries, continuing downward to massage my legs. The sheet was pulled back, exposing one leg and half my backside. With my

the urge to moan. His fingers traveled along my inner thigh, so close to my core that my heartbeat nearly

to him. Then he pressed his elbow into my backside from the side, rotating my leg,

contradiction made me dizzy.

of my hair. My heartbeat was completely out of control, my body like a flame he'd ignited, ready to spiral out of

softly, "Turn over." His voice was

back the sheet, exposing just one leg while carefully keeping

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like fire tracing patterns on my skin. His fingers pressed into my shoulders, sliding along the curves of my body, the pressure deep and precise. I felt like I was being taken apart and