I Am The Luna

Chapter 0533

ATTICUS

With her answer, it's as if a switch was flipped inside of her, as if she was yielding to her decision to give me a chance and 1 appreciated it, more than she'd ever know.

But the moment she asks to get out of there, I realise her language is physical, and if I want to get closer to her, then it would have to be after sex. Something I am completely fine with; I want her so fucking much.

That tiny outfit of hers doesn't help, and I was not blind to how many stares she was getting. She's mine and every fucking man who looks at her better know that.

The moment we are through the door of the packhouse, our lips collide in a passionate kiss. I grab her ass and lift her so she can wrap her legs around my waist as I carry her up the stairs and down to my room. Our kisses getting hotter and more passionate by the second.

But who am I kidding? One kiss from her makes me feel drunk and so fucking turned on, and I pride myself on self-control, but she destroys that self-control as if it is nothing.

A delicious moan escapes her, and I pin her up against the wall outside my bedroom door. Her hand twists in my hair, her arousal consuming me.

by the hair

that's sexy," she breathes as I bite into her neck. The urge to mark

to the bed, I place her on it, ready to take off the wings when she grabs hold of my wrist. "Keep them on.

I murmur, gripping the side of her face and kissing her lips as I run my other hand down

back, her eyes fluttering shut as I fondle her breast, the leather creating a barrier between

my gaze raking over her. That tiny leather body suit and those tights are only making me want to fuck her harder. She smirks as she removes her wig and horns, tossing

command quietly, wanting to see her pert sexy ass again. She obeys, rolling onto her stomach as she wriggles her ass, making me deliver a sharp slap to it.

+15 BONUS

she moans. She reaches behind and places her hand on

the small of her back as I brush my other hand

She's perfection.....

take my time to caress her skin, from down her hips to her thighs and then to her inner

up her arms, my heart aching at the pain she has been through, but it doesn't take away from her beauty. She tenses at first, but soon relaxes beneath my

continue to straddle her, keeping her hand to