I Am The Luna

Chapter 0387

“Sounds like a plan. Just try to listen when I’m explaining something?”

I scoff. “What did you say? Excuse me!”

“I’m afraid I can’t because I’m not done with you,” he whispers, suddenly hoisting me up and pushing me up against the wall behind me.

I gasp, feeling my core heat up, throbbing with desire.

“Fuck, Zade…” I breathe, cupping his neck.

“All in good time, Little Mate…” he murmurs.

Our eyes lock, my heart racing. I’ve never felt like this, never felt so frustrated at someone only to want them to fuck me the next second. To get angry, only to melt into them the very next moment.

The pull between us is driving me crazy and although there is so much we need to work on, I’m already way deep in this without even knowing how I got here or when.

He leans down, and I see his Adam’s apple bob. His gaze flickers to my lips and I lean up, meeting him halfway and kissing him passionately as pleasure courses through me.

And then we’re kissing as if we’re starved, instantly diffusing the frustration only for me to get annoyed at myself for being so easy. I twist my hand into his hair, yanking his head up as I slip my tongue into his mouth.

He frustrates me as much as he fucking turns me on.

He sucks hard, pushing me up harder against the wall and I can feel his hard cock press against my core and I moan, allowing him to release my tongue and take control.

How can someone be such a good kisser?

delicious sparks in his wake. His

Fuck…

tossing it aside before he kisses my neck when

universe wants

+15 BONUS

always

stops ringing only for it to start

need to put it on

the tender skin before sucking hard, a sting of pain and

squeezing my breasts. before sliding my phone out of my pocket and

from him as it rings again.

Atticus?

feel his lips tug up in what I

are a few miscalls from him and

“Hello, is everythin-”

ok?” Atticus’s voice sounds

reply, biting back a moan as Zade

is going on, then?” Atticus asks, his voice full of worry. “Your car?

listening intently. “Just someone from a–a garage.

and I glance at it: Zaia.

I ask, my heart racing.

was involved in a crash. It was on the news when I saw your number plate…” he trails off and

deeply as Atticus continues. “It wasn’t just a normal crash Val… I’m going crazy, I’m coming to get