Don't Poke the Luna (Xena and Ryder) novel Chapter 188

Chapter 188

Xena’s POV

“Is that why you’re still inside me?” I laughed, feeling the warmth of Ryder’s body against mine in the pond.

“Total accident,” he replied, his voice dripping with satisfaction, not sounding the least bit sorry.

“Liar, big fat liar.” I bit his earlobe gently, enjoying how his body trembled against mine in response. The connection between us felt electric, primal–something I was still getting used to.

“Can’t wait to see you swaying on that dance floor,” he said, his voice rough with desire.

“If I make it there,” I teased, my tone deliberately provocative.

“What does that mean?”

“After you see my dress, you might not let me go.” I kept my voice light, playful.

“Is that so?” Ryder studied my face carefully, his green eyes flickering with equal parts desire and curiosity.

“Yeah, that’s so.”

“I might just tear it off before we go, and then we wouldn’t make it to the dance because you’d have no dress,” he threatened, his voice low and heavy with desire.

“I’m not wearing anything underneath. You can fuck me before, during, and after the dance.” I licked his ear, feeling his cock harden inside me. My walls tightened around his growing length, sending familiar waves of dizzying pleasure through my body.

Just then, Ryder’s phone rang again. “Hmm.” He glanced back, hesitating whether to answer. I could feel his reluctance to break our connection.

“Go ahead,” I sighed, forcing myself to let go of the intimate moment. “Might be important.”

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Ryder groaned as he pulled out of me, adjusting his pants. He was still hard when he stepped out of the water. I admired his body as he answered the phone, watching water droplets trace the contours of every muscle as he stood.

“We need to go. Ryder’s voice shifted instantly from lustful to authoritative, his expression transforming so quickly it made me uneasy,

What’s going on? William asked, his voice still thick with desire, clearly not yet

recovered from his moment with Ama.

They found something on the phone,” Ryder answered curtly,

“I thought they already linked it to a building in town?” William questioned as they began swimming toward the shore. I followed behind, suddenly alert, sensing something bad was coming.

“Yes, but now there appears to be more information. Come on, we need to leave.” Ryder grabbed a towel and started drying off. Every movement was hurried and tense, completely different from the relaxed man of minutes ago.

William and Ama were first to shore. Ryder handed me a towel while gathering our things. He tossed my shoes to me, then grabbed my jacket and headed for the car. His entire demeanor screamed “don’t ask,” but I couldn’t stand being kept in the dark, especially if it

involved our safety.

“What aren’t you telling us?” I asked through our mind link, cutting directly into his thoughts, feeling his anxiety and anger crackling like electricity through our connection.

“They found pictures too,” he replied shortly.

“What pictures?” I pressed, my heart rate accelerating, sensing the answer would upset

1. me.

“Pictures of us. From the night we were shot at. Pictures of us in the shop. Pictures since

then, even from yesterday.”

We sat in the car, Ryder driving with obvious anger. My head snapped toward him at his words, fear washing over me like ice water.

“Y–you’re saying I’ve been followed? Photographed in my own pack territory?” My jaw

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opped, feeling betrayed and violated to my core.

der didn’t respond, but his knuckles turned white on the steering wheel. Pure rage liated from him as we drove toward the pack house, his anger almost tangible. William mediately picked up on it, his mood shifting to match Ryder’s state. He didn’t need to ow why to become protective.

ma, why don’t you go take a shower in our room?” William suggested softly to his mate. e looked between the two men, then finally at me, her eyes full of questions and

ncern.

?” she asked gently.

or the sake of not stressing you out, please?” I begged, worried for my friend, especially nsidering her pregnant state.

omething happened,” she concluded, understanding flashing in her eyes.

‘ll tell you later,” I promised.

he took a deep breath, placing her hand protectively over her stomach. “Fine.” She rabbed her things and headed to their room while we made our way to Alpha Benedict’s ffice, my heart pounding with each step.