I Am The Luna (Moonlight Muse) novel Chapter 93

15. A Meeting or I Am The Luna Chapter 93 By Moonlight Muse

ZAIA. I run the brush through my hair, staring distractedly at my reflection.

Gerard is Sebastian’s father… I would never have made the link, even with the screaming similarity that Sebastian does look like a King. How and why?

Why would they have chosen Gerard?

Is it because he’s an Alpha?

Or because he is Aran’s cousin? Or both? It’s the following day and although Sebastian said nothing more last night, I know it’s on both our minds. I do want to talk to him about it, and reassure him it means nothing.

Last night replays in my mind and his final words echo in my mind.

‘Gerard, is your father?’ I asked.

‘Let’s not discuss it. Come, you need to sleep.’

I had tried to question it but he had cut me off saying he didn’t want to discuss it, and so I had thanked him for not keeping things from me and we had fallen asleep.

I felt there had been something more he had wanted to say, but I’m not so sure. I gasp as his strong arms wrap around me tightly, his gaze dipping to my breasts.

“I like this top.” He growls huskily, kissing my neck. I smirk at him in the mirror before I stare at my reflection.

I’m wearing a chiffon top that cinches at my waist, but it’s showing off a lot of cleavage. It is slightly off my shoulders and I have paired it with ivory pants.

“Of course you do. You like boobs.” I reply amused.

He looks gorgeous himself. I will never understand how he can look so good, no matter what. Reaching up, I run my finger down his jaw, the short hair of his beard prickling my fingertips and I can feel his angular jaw.

“I do like boobs… but I don’t simply like these…” he lets go of my waist before he grabs my breasts, squeezing them. I bite back a soft moan as pleasure rushes through me. “I fucking love these.” He growls huskily.

“Bastian…” I moan as my pussy clenches.

Goddess, this man…

He sucks gently on my neck, and I can’t help but melt into his touch. I can never resist him…

“Mommy!” My eyes fly open as I hear the door handle turn and Sebastian lets go of me, pinching my nipples before he steps away as the door flies open. He is still close, but not pressed up against me.

“Mommy! Why you take so long today?” Zion frowns unhappily, frowning at Sebastian as he stands there, hands on hips. “Is Daddy wasting your time?” I chuckle as I turn away, smoothing my hair over my neck.

“Daddy isn’t,” I reassure, crouching down and pecking his cheek, although he is still observing Sebastian suspiciously. “Well, I don’t believe that. Mommy was always on time when Daddy wasn’t here.”

“Well, get used to it champ, I’m going to be around more often than not,” he says, prodding his forehead with a faint smile on his face. Zion huffs. “Well, ok, but don’t take all of Mommy’s time. Come on, Mommy!”

Sebastian raises his eyebrows sceptically, and I know an answer is on the tip of his tongue. “Will you really argue with a child?” I tease, as I follow Zion out.

Sebastian yanks me close, pecking my lips before releasing me. I have already bathed them this morning and gave Sia her medication, but it is obvious Zion wants some attention.

Well, I will spend some time with them after breakfast. Entering the kitchen, we see Jai cooking and Sia and Valerie setting the table. “Finally!” Jai says, “I mean, wasn’t last night enough?”

“What does that even mean?” I ask innocently as I cast a swift glance around to see what needs doing and, noticing there are no drinks, I walk over to the refrigerator to take some drinks out.

“The walls are not that soundproof. Man, I felt lonely.” Jai snickers, making me blush. “Work harder. You might just get someone.” Sebastian says, clearly not phased.

“Maybe I’ll get lucky one day, or maybe never.” Jai says, “Some people aren’t easy to seduce.” I don’t miss his gaze flickering to Valerie.

“What does seduce mean?” Zion asks.

“Aren’t you always a little too curious?” Sebastian says.

“I am a big boy,” Zion replies. I glance over at Valerie, who is placing napkins and cutlery down by each plate. “I’m sure you will,” I say, shutting the fridge and taking the cartons to the table.

“If anyone can tolerate him.” Valerie now adds. “You can tolerate me, so how about it?” Jai says as he places the platter of bacon, eggs and rashers on the table. To my surprise, he taps her nose and gives her a wink, making Zion and Sia giggle.

Valerie opens her mouth to say something, but Jai plucks a grape from the fruit bowl and pops it into her mouth. He walks off to get the beans, leaving a blushing Valerie behind.