I Am The Luna

ZAIA. I’m blanketed in warmth, and I snuggle against the firm chest in front of me, biting my lip when I feel something hard poking my stomach. My core clenches and I arch my back, wanting something between my thighs…

A deep husky growl rumbles in the chest before me and I let out a moan when a pair of lips touch my neck. Oh, fuck yes…

I gasp in pleasure as they suck on my neck, his cock throbbing against my stomach, when I suddenly freeze, my eyes snapping open. What am I doing?

“Sebastian…” Only it comes out as a horny moan. “Fuck…” He growls, his hand raking down my bare back, my hardened nipples press against his chest and my heart thumps as I realise my dress is not covering my breasts at all having moved out of position whilst I slept.

I love the way his body feels against mine, the promise of what he has to offer, the tantalising throb of his manhood that is standing to attention, ready to be played with and pleasured by. We can’t do this again…

“Sebastian, I have to go,” I say quietly, “I gently combing my fingers through the back of his hair. I bite back a moan as I shy away from his touch.

He tenses as if just realising the situation we’re in. He moves back slowly, grunting slightly as he rolls onto his back, and I quickly fix my dress, covering my breasts as I sit up. How did I even get into his arms again?

I glance over at him, not knowing what to say, and realise his eyes are closed, one arm resting on his forehead. He looks a little healthier today. I’m giving him mixed signals. I can’t fault him for his reaction…

I don’t know what to say and glance at the bathroom. “Do you need any help?” I ask quietly. “Nothing you can help me with,” he responds quietly.

“Ok, I’ll see you soon,” I say. I slide off the bed and rush to the door as fast as I can without breaking into an actual run.

He doesn’t respond and I pause, glancing back at him to see him lower his pants. My stomach flutters, and desire rushes through me as he pulls out his hard shaft. “Close the door on your way out.” He says arrogantly, as he shamelessly runs his hand down his shaft.

My pussy clenches as my eyes dip to his manhood, and it takes all my willpower to turn away and walk out of that room with burning cheeks and a pounding heart.

low groan escape from

image of him stroking his dick from my mind. The urge to get down on my knees and take his cock into my

Fuck… Focus Zaia!

Sia’s hair into two piggy tails when

seen him?” I ask, trying not to think of him stroking his cock. “Just now, Melanie asked if I could take him breakfast.” He says, grinning. I can’t help but smile back. He reminds

healing.” I say, glancing out at the sky before I look back at Jai as I put two little

strength too, knowing that things are looking up. “Yes! Damn, yeah, we got this.” He

he so happy?” She asks in her cute little voice. “Because those ill people are getting better,” Zion answers for me

“So… you guys have

looking at me sharply. He’s been curious about

down, beckoning Zion over to me. I look them both over, both a mix of Sebastian and I, our little

and cuffs and two pearl

and black boots. I brush his black hair back and look into those eyes that

and have a little talk,” I suggest, wrapping my arms around their waists. I hoist them up, making Zion chuckle and Sia shriek in excitement before bursting

spin around once making them both laugh before I place them both on the sofa and sit on the ground

tugging at their cheeks

me. “Well, this is important,” I say softly, with a warm smile. “It’s about the man. “Yes, I ask who he

know who he is before I take them into that room, but I never realised it would

begin quietly looking at Sia, her grey eyes filled with curiosity as she tilts

a deep thoughtful frown, whilst Sia stares at me, her eyes large and soon they begin to shine with

They exchange looks, and Sia’s lips quiver before she buries her face in her hands

you do, baby,” I whisper, rubbing her back as I look

out of his trance before punching his thigh. “I knew it!” I look up

ask. He doesn’t answer, jumping off the sofa and running to

stand up, carrying Sia, who clings to me as I hurry from the room. Zion is