His Reluctant Luna novel Chapter 16

I could barely believe I was almost cordial with him, a few hours ago, thanks to the thrilling helicopter ride, and then him carrying me so romantically. I tried to bury such thoughts away. I mean what was I thinking? We would be living together, naturally, he would expect.... Certain things. I was so obsessed with avoiding getting marked, I forgot about this.Us being intimate.

My wolf was excited, being the pervert she was. I hated that a part of me was also turned on by the prospect. I was dripping wet already. Last time when he had.... well....done things. The throbbing arousal that he had evoked despite my reluctance...... I bit my lip, trying not to linger on the thought.

"You know you look very sexy when you do that."

He said silkily, his eyes glued to my lips. Seriously, what is this obsession with lip biting? I never got it.

"Aren't you being a bit dramatic? Can we just call For a truce and forget it?" I tried to reason with him as I felt his hand slowly snaking under my shirt.

His other handheld my wrists firmly.

"Dramatic? You almost killed me when you ran. Away from that service station. I wonder how you pulled that off."

His eyes had suddenly turned darker, he looked dangerous. His hand had reached my lace-clad breast, and he grabbed it rather roughly, making me. Gasp.

"I have never felt so humiliated in my entire life. My mate running away from me, I wonder why?"

He pushed aside the lace and tweaked my nipple roughly; another gasp escaped my lip.

"Lucian, please," though I was not sure what I was pleading for.

"Please what mate?" He pinched my nipples harder.

"I am sorry, I won't do it again, please stop." I pleaded. 

 "As eager as you are to apologize," he said, with an amused quirk of his lips, "I've yet to punish you to my liking. Isn't that so?"

My heart's palpitations rose as he left my breast and wrists, I was suddenly free. He sat lazily, smiling down at me, then he stood up.

"Get up," he commanded.

I blinked, unsure if he was serious or had some other game up his sleeve.

"Come on, I don't have all day!" He said simply.

I gave a glance at the clock. It was a little over 6 pm. I had dozed off for almost an hour. Adjusting my tee and bra, I stood up facing him. He held me by my elbow and led me into the bedroom. 

I panicked, "Lucian...... Please just let it go, just once?" I tried to reason again.

He turned to face me, and there was nothing apologetic about the gleam of desire in his eyes.

"You look as if you're about to face execution," he said, with a chuckle.

"What are you so afraid of?" he sounded teasing rather than genuinely curious.

I looked up at his face, tall and dark against the backdrop of a beige wall. Slowly, he brushed his knuckles against my cheek, quite softly. "You may enjoy this."

What could I even say now, will that be of any use?

"You are not a virgin, are you?" He suddenly asked. 

"What kind of question is that?" I asked, scandalized, "Who in their right mind would ask that now?"