From Rejected Luna To Lycan Queen (Eloise and Edward) novel Chapter 117

Chapter 117 He’s Back

ELOISE.

I wake with a gasp, something invisible pulling me out of sleep.

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“Shit.” I whisper toward the ceiling, as I roll onto my back, my chest rising and falling with quick inhales.

My bladder makes itself known and, with a groan, I roll the rest of the way out of bed.

It’s only a matter of steps to cross the hall and enter the dark bathroom. And I don’t bother with the light, dropping my sleep shorts and sitting on the toilet.

Looking down at the shadowy outline of my shorts, I shake my head. I never wear these pajamas. I bought them last year in an after–Christmas sale in a fit of impulse shopping. The silk shorts are a bright red, clashing with my pale thighs, and the top is a cream–colored silk with short sleeves, red buttons, and a red collar. And I don’t need the lights on to tell me they aren’t the sexy pjs I thought they were. They’re basic. Cheap. Another failed attempt at being something I’m not.

Yanking my shorts up, I wash my hands and am grateful I can’t see my reflection.

This whole outfit was for him.

Leaving my hair down when I went to bed was for him.

Stupid, Eloise.

Seriously, what was I thinking? I left my room open, in the ridiculous hope that my Damon would see it, take it for the invitation that it was, and ravish me.

So stupid.

He hasn’t been around for some days. I try not to sound nosy with him, so I was chill about asking him. And I wonder what has been going on. I have been feeling extra horny these days, and it isn’t even funny.

Like I have wet dreams, and I wake up to a soaked bed. I’ve been imagining a lot of things, and after our night together, I have been desperate for another night like that, but longer and rougher.

I had to get a vibrator for myself. And trust me, it has just been torture, I’ve not orgasmed since I got it for myself.

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And on top of being dumb, my apartment is freezing now.

I feel around on the vanity until I find a hair binder and quickly pull my hair up.

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I cross my arms against the chill and trudge to the living room. I need to close that door before I get myself sick.

My footsteps slow on the carpet. The palace is quiet.

Too quiet.

My heart clenches, and I stop walking.

The door is closed.

My gaze darts all around the living room and kitchen, but there’s no one here. And nowhere to hide.

But I can feel the energy. It’s different.

He’s here. I know it.

My legs are trembling as I turn back toward my bedroom.

He has to be here.

Closing the last few steps to my doorway, I pointedly ignored the bathroom and the fact that I had left the door open when I went in there to pee.

I didn’t know.

How could I have known?

Tremors race up and down

my

limbs.

This is what I wanted.

What I asked for.

And now it’s time. When did he get back?

I’m holding my breath when I turn into my bedroom. And even though I knew he’d be here, I still startle.

Sitting on my bed, just feet away, is the Lycan King. Damon Black.

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The man who has occupied my thoughts and dreams for the past week.

The only hint of light is coming from behind him, so he’s a silhouette. But there’s no mistaking that it’s him.

The broad shoulders. The air of menace.

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And just like last time, he’s in a suit. Only this time, his tie is loose around his neck, and several buttons on his shirt are open.

I wish I could see more. I want to run my eyes over every inch of him.

His shoulders rise as he takes a deep breath. “Closer.”

My feet comply. Sliding forward, coming another foot nearer. It felt like he cast a spell on me as I went forward.

The hands resting on his knees clench into fists before slowly releasing again.

I know he can’t see me any better than I can see him, but I have to fight the urge to cross my arms over my body. There’s no use hiding now.

“This is your one chance, Eloise.” His voice is rougher than I remember. The deepness of it fills the room. “You have one chance to make the right choice. The only time I’ll let you tell me no. Because I’ve been hard all motherfucking week, and I’m about to fuck the shut out of you, so, if you can’t take it, tell me now.”

It feels like my heart is going to beat straight through my ribs.

I should tell him to leave. I should put an end to this madness while I still can. We are on a fucking contract.

But that’s not what I want. And for the first time in my life, I’m going to throw safety out the window and give in to my wants.

I want to take control of my body.

To be touched.

I want this man.

I step closer, trembling all over. But not a single doubt crosses my mind, because this is what I

want.

Taking a breath, I answer him with a question. “What do I call you?”

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A low sound rumbles from his chest. “I’ll tell you when I’m inside of you. Now strip.”

“St–W–what?”

Did he really say that?

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