The Luna Trials by Marissa Gilbert

Seventy Three Letters

“In your dreams!” Savannah hissed, trying to push him away. “Womanisers are not my cup of tea. So, go back to Sabrina, the teenage witch and…”

He crushed his lips into hers, his warm tongue sliding into her mouth, trying to gain submission with t, greedy, devouring, dominant strokes. She relished this more than she cared to admit, but, her desires battled her will, she couldn’t lose. So, while Kai was enjoying himself, Savannah did the only thing that came to her mind and bit his lip, drawing blood from it. Kai growled into her mouth, but to her surprise, it wasn’t the angry growl she expected.

He caught both her arms and pinned them above her head, staring at her with a smug smile and licking his lip, the metallic taste only exciting him more for some reason.

“Do that again, and I’ll choke you!” Savvy promised and saw the lycan leaning toward her lips.

“I have to warn you, Savannah,” he whispered in a manner that created goosebumps all over her body. “It’s quite possible that I will enjoy that as well. So, do as you must.”

He was about to claim her lips when she turned away, forgetting that this only gave him access to her neck.

“Don’t tempt me, Savvy,” he snarled into her ear and started to trail a series of wet torturous kisses all over her neckline. “You have no idea how many times I have thought of marking you. But when I do it, I will do it right.”

She froze in his arms, not believing her own ears. Was he really saying that? A mark? He can’t be serious!

“Stop it, Kai!” she ordered, and to her surprise, he obeyed her at once, locking his blue eyes with hers. “Enough of these games! Let’s just go to the main hall. You can play with one of your other brides if you are in the mood for it! Just leave me alone.”

She tried to walk away, but he caught her again.

“Savvy, what’s wrong?” Now he was serious. He could tell that she was hurting, and his heart was aching for some reason,

“Nothing!” She lied, to which of course he didn’t buy.

“Savvy….” Kai caught her in his arms again and took her chin into his hands. “Savvy, you aren’t seriously thinking I was on a date with Salome, are you?”

“What am I supposed to think?!” she snapped at him.

“That I am crazy about you,” he interrupted. That you are all I can think of since the moment I saw you destroying that bush.”

She paused, fingers digging into the fabric of his expensive black suit.

“That I am ready to send to hell all the traditions of my country for a chance to marry you.” He smiled. “If you will have me, that is.”

She let out a breath she didn’t know she was holding when he pulled her closer. “But Salome…”

“Salome will be leaving the Trials today.” Ka smirked. “You are not the only one who came here for an alliance, Savannah.”

Her lips parted at the news. She couldn’t believe this was really happening and that the million scenarios of Kai marrying the witch she fabricated in her mind were not going to come true.

“Why are you telling me all this?” she asked, arching her brow in sudden curiosity. “Isn’t this confidential information?”

“It is,” he affirmed and nodded, tracing her lower lip with his thumb. “But, how else am I ever going to gain your trust?”

She clenched her lips, knowing she would probably always have trust issues. How could anyone trust other people in this cruel world?

to you I am worthy of your love. I want to earn your trust, I will do whatever it takes

don’t think it’s possible given our circumstances,” she chuckled sadly. If he was venturing to be

Trials are over the minute you say so. Become my real fiancee,

going to work. You will find your mate, and this

and

is not you,” he told her, placing his forehead on

the one struck with a fit of jealousy. “It will consume

how you feel about your mate?” His grip on her became tighter, and he wasn’t sure if he really wanted to know the

out, and he felt the heavy constriction gripping his

he said, gently nibbling her lips. “Just say yes to me,

out a chuckle. Kai gave her a challenging look, unbuttoning his blazer and throwing it to the ground. She stared at him with her brows furrowed. Next,

more persuasion, the king’s hand glided over her hip, moving the fabric of her

you doing?” she stuttered hesitantly. Yet she did

he sneered and hooked her thigh,

her.

attempted to scold him, but he was already peppering her skin with small sizzling kisses. “We can’t!

love how you went from ‘we can’t’ to ‘not here’ in less than a second.” He wickedly winked in approval.

her silk underwear. This wasn’t how she expected

smirked and placed her thigh on his broad shoulder, dipping

hot tongue making its first stroke against her core, only a mere piece of fabric separating

this is the part where I need you to tell me you want this,” he looked at her with such vivid passion that she felt utterly devoured by

swallowed and shook her head. One of them had to be the sane one. “Let’s

interested in that option. Not without

consent!” she hissed as he drew his fingers in circles over her inner

you!” He placed his hand on his heart as if she had stabbed it and his voice sounded offended.

breathing at a steady pace. His closeness caused her mind to willingly wander to sinful places. She knew quite well he could already scent her response to his question, he could glimpse it on her ruined underwear. He was

canines over her sensitive skin. “I really don’t mind. In fact, if your legs are wrapped around

and she closed her eyes in willing

anger and desperation simultaneously. “Yes! To hell with

get to finish as he ripped the lacy piece of fabric off her faster than she could utter his last name, opening her thighs

of her core to the delicate bud at the top of her pink glistening folds in one luxurious glide, finally tasting her for the first

head back, thankful there was a wall behind her. He held her tight. Cupping her bottom to help her balance and enjoying how it couldn’t fit in his large palm, he flickered his tongue over and over, swearing under his breath a few times because he didn’t know if

control himselt.

Savannah screamed, immediately covering her own mouth. The last thing she wanted now was witnesses. Although, the thought

he plunged his tongue inside, probing her, teasing. Her core clenched

was now giving her. She moaned that last word, and he stopped everything, tearing away from her pulsating core

cheeks were flushed, causing a smug

language,” he responded without taking his eyes off her, his fingers making circular motions around her sensitive bundle of nerves. “You know,

saw a feral smirk forming on his lips. He had something on

her centre and this time added a finger to his divine torture of her core, thrusting it in and out, driving her

was building up quickly inside her, and she tugged on his hair to help him catch the right