I Am The Luna

12. A Moment with Family or I Am The Luna Chapter 90 By Moonlight Muse

SEBASTIAN. The need for her is clouding my mind. I want her, want to taste every inch of her, kiss every part of her… devour her…

I bite back a groan as I squeeze her ass. How is she seducing me like a siren? Every wriggle, every movement, every breathless moan that leaves her only tempts me further. Luring me to a place in my mind that I cannot regain control of.

I massage her breasts, my cock straining in my pants, and wanting nothing more than to be buried inside of her; pounding her hard as I tug on those silky red locks. “Bastien…” she whimpers erotically, although she’s gently pulling back.

Her cheeks are flushed as she looks up at me through her lashes. She’s a s3xy little minx and the lust and love in her eyes is only pulling me deeper. She could ask me to walk off a plank right now and I would…

“You are tempting me further, Foxie… those eyes and these lips are my undoing.” I purr deeply, my voice a deep rumble in my throat as I run my thumb over her s3xy red lips. I’m rewarded with a delicious erotic moan.

She parts them slightly and wraps them around my thumb, twirling her tongue around it and making me throb hard. “Your behaviour isn’t helping,” I growl, pressing my body fully against her so she can feel how hard I am.

Her eyes flutter shut for a moment, and she lets out a shaky breath. I brush my nose down her neck, inhaling her scent. “I hope you are well rested because I don’t plan on sleeping tonight.”

“I can’t wait,” she whispers, arching her back as she presses herself fully against me. Reaching up she cups my face and the lust in her eyes is clear, but the concern that replaces it is not something I wish to see. “I’m glad you’re home.”

“Why are you worried?” I ask quietly. She smiles and shakes her head. “I just am,” she says, placing her hand on my abs and resting her head against my chest. She wants us to be honest… but will she tell me what’s worrying her?

“Sebastian! Zaia! You can make me more grandchildren later. Come join us!” Mom’s voice comes, making me narrow my eyes.

“How do you make children?” Zion asks curiously. “I don’t think we need more babies.” “We’re coming!” Zaia calls making me sigh internally. She really stepped into that one. As if on cue, Jai’s laughter reaches us, making Zaia’s eyes widen as she realises what she’s just said.

close are you?” I tease, making her blush and push me

as she’s about to walk off, but I tug her

pressing my lips to hers. She kisses me back softly, her heart thumping, and she nods.

“And?” she pushes. Our eyes meet and I smirk. “You know

my lips as I admire that booty. I close

my obvious hard-on. Zaia and Valerie exchange looks and Zaia blushes as she sits down beside me,

still pink. Mom smiles happily. “Yes,

have dessert. There’s chocolate cake!”

reply, I never was a sweets person until Zaia began cooking for me. I remember those days. I really did take

Mom dishes up for Zion. She’s made a variety of dishes and only now do I realise how hungry I am. I knew she was up to something the

who she is. Jai had told me how Zaia told everyone she was

had been in a rush to see her… but looking at her now, all dolled up s3xily and this meal, which smells good, sure made it worth the wait. I place two

get used to this. She’s made all my favourites from cheese and potato pie, grilled ribs and steak, roasted potato, chilli con carne

I smile, watching the kids tuck into their chicken happily. I look down at

kill my children… I want him dead. But right now, the incentive is doing what’s needed for

up her tissue, wiping her mouth quickly, and gives

making her giggle and nod. I caress the back of her

The antidote…

“Bastien?”

over at Zaia, who is watching me with concern, her hand resting on top of mine on her leg. “Yes?” I answer, pushing my thoughts away and giving

“Is everything ok?”

my problems. “The food is delicious, by the way.” I compliment, taking a bite of my pie. “Thanks,”

as we eat, enjoying the food

had to force Mom to leave. If Dad figures out where she is it would just be more drama. She leaves reluctantly, begging to be

span of time and make you wish that you don’t have to see her