The Perfect Luna by Marissa Gilbert

Chapter 35. Mine

She decided not to waste any time and pulled the silk robe on, storming after the Lycan king. Her hair was still wet, and water was trickling down her skin but she did not care. She had to see him, she had to speak to him. She was dying to find out what was going on.

Luckily, he did not lock the door and she entered his own bedroom with ease. It was dark as the curtains in the room were shut and they seemed to be with a complete

blackout effect. This was a manly room in dark shades. Very tasteful and minimalistic. Very

very

him.

She saw Gideon at once as he stood by a desk breathing heavily with one of his hands covering his eyes. This posture startled her and she paused.

But it was too late since he sensed her presence and snapped his head in her direction. “Not now, Riannon,” he said, and it sounded like both warning and begging.

“Just what is going on?” she stepped forward and his eyes landed on the wet silk of her robe that wasn’t hiding anything from his gaze.

“Oh, Goddess!” he muttered, turning away and feeling how desire was overwhelming him again.

“Gideon, speak to me!” the Luna was not giving up, “You are giving me some seriously mixed signals here!”

Mars was howling in his head, and he couldn’t stay close to her anymore. He had the best self-control for a lycan. But this was too much. He had nerves of steel. He wasn’t made of

1. it.

So, the king did the only thing that he could and opened the heavy curtains, letting the light in and stormed out to the balcony to take a deep gulp of air.

He needed to cool himself. But the shower wasn’t going to help him anymore. The thought alone of any kind of water procedures now was bringing him back to his problem.

“Gideon!” she was already behind him, and he closed his eyes as he inhaled that sweet scent of hers, knowing that it would be best not to turn back and look at her.

“Ria,” he would have chuckled at how they suddenly dropped all the formalities now if he wasn’t in physical pain, fighting his body and Mars seemed hard. Too hard. “What is it that you

really want?”

“Answers!” she replied without even so much as a shade of hesitation, “Tell me what just happened! You clearly…”

Her voice broke as did her bravely. Wasn’t she too bold with him? With the Lycan king of

But she clenched her fists and pronounced the next words firmly.

“You clearly want me,” she said and he couldn’t hold back a snort, turning to face her. “You think?” he raised her brow at her. “Then what was the problem right now?” she did not budge.

“The problem, Riannon?” he made a step in her direction and for the first time since they met she managed to see something menacing in his eyes. It was the same handsome face, the

same person that he knew, but somehow the air between them got different suddenly. “The problem is that I more than just want you. I want you all. For myself. Without sharing you with anyone else in this world. I wanted you like that from the moment I saw you and it gets worse every day. The things I want to do to you… You can’t imagine! But if I take you now, I am going to mark that pretty little neck of yours.”

She gulped, trying to process the information.

He told her before that he wanted her as his woman. She even believed him. But marking her… He couldn’t be serious about that.

“But I am already marked,” the words left her lips without her realising as her hand went instinctively to the place where her husband made his claim once. She couldn’t feel it. She couldn’t feel the scar that was there for years.

“Where is it then? All I see is two little red stains

your skin.”

did that

mark would seal us together

his eyes, coming closer. And now she was backing

I

what to

her scared face, coming to the sad conclusion

again and hoping that she would just simply obey him for once,

am not even a lycan! It doesn’t make any sense! Why does mostly everyone here react

as he was right next to her in less than a second, piercing her with his eyes that were glowing

you think?!” he growled as he grasped her waist

was startled, to say the least. She did not know why she came here in

couldn’t she push him away? Why did she crave

the

her wolf’s words and at the very next moment, Gideon’s

mouth, lifting her up

around his waist and her hands around his shoulders as their tongues were intertwining

surreal. How could she miss this? How could she miss that he was hers this whole

her back over the cold stone wall, pressing himself tightly against

conquering her mouth, “Now I don’t know

responded and he snarled into her neck,

said as he pulled the tie of her robe, making her bre.asts bounce freely. He tore off her for a second,

and kneading it

to inhale the firm ni.pple, finally being able to enjoy her to the fullest. Her fingers laced into his hair, tugging it gently, and when he

them now.

bed, throwing her on top of it as if she weighed nothing. She watched his every move as he unzipped his jeans and got rid of them. And she forgot how to breathe when he got onto the edge of the bed and took one of

definitely weren’t there before. But they were here now and Riannon had a

over and over her most

clenched the sheets and

mind-splitting release

down from it, watching her and trying

her hand running all over his length. Her fingers wrapped around it as she stroked him slowly several times

She was going to enjoy it for

at

was obvious that it was hard for him to even say the

am going to need a new plan,” she admitted honestly, holding his gaze, “Gideon Stormhold, if you don’t take me right

Not gently at all. He couldn’t be gentle anymore. He waited enough. She was his everything and he

she was finally

making her moan, did things to him. He hooked one of

repositioned himself.

their bond. Mars was howling inside

Their Luna.

the sensations. The only man

good that she wanted