From Rejected Luna To Lycan Queen (Eloise and Edward) novel Chapter 135

Chapter 135 Sinful Temptation

DAMON.

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She watches me through the mirror, her breath hitching as I reach the top. It’s a tight dress. Different from the usual free–flowing ones she wears. It accentuates her curves in all the right places, and now that I’ve seen her bare tits, I can’t unsee them. Suddenly, I hate this dress because it’s showing too much cleavage.

After a moment, she says, “You can unzip me. I want to try the next one.”

I remain standing behind her, looking down at the small scar between her shoulder blades. I trail it with my finger. “How did you get this scar” It’s the only blemish or imperfection I’ve discovered on her smooth skin so far.

Eloise pulls her long, wavy hair over her shoulder, blocking my view of it. “Just being a reckless kid. Can you unzip me now?“”

“Hmmm,” I hum, not at all liking the vague answer, but who am I to ask for her secrets? Her husband? I unzip the dress, my gaze roaming over her exposed skin. My cock twitches, and I swallow hard.

She’s so incredibly smooth, so opposite to me in every way. So polished and yet perfectly cracked.

“Damon,” she says quietly, and it brings me out of my fixation. “Stop looking at me like that.”

“Like what?” I ask, my voice gravelly. I hate the restraint I have to impose on myself around this woman.

She’s too tempting.

She turns, facing me again as she swallows and looks up at me through her eyelashes. “Like you want to break me.”

I chuckle because wanting to break her is an understatement. “Well, you’ve been a brat. You should be punished in some way.” Her gaze dips down to where my cock is pressing against my pants. “Why are you really upset tonight?”

“I told you. It’s because-

“You told me only part of the reason,” I say, placing my hands up against the mirror on either side of her and leaning into her space. “I know I’m not the only one you’re angry with.” My shoulders bunch. It’s the only way I can make sure I don’t put my hands on her.

To feel her curves.

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Chapter 135 Sinful Temptation

Tempted to taste her.

Curious how tight she’ll be around my cock.

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My jaw tics. This woman and her fucking floral scent are slowly undoing me. I’m no better than a starved man begging for his next meal. But I can’t submit.

Something soft and vulnerable shifts in her gaze. The flicker of the sweet Eloise I’ve come to know. “My grandfather set me up on a date in two weeks. I have no choice but to go!

“You always have a choice with me as your husband. Was he not at the wedding?”

“No, I don’t. And he doesn’t want you in the family. Aunt Laura said she has a plan that I have to go through with this.” She looks away, but I grip her chin to force her to look back up at

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“You’re not wearing this fucking dress on a date, and you’re not going on that fucking date; he’s going to have to deal with me,” I warn her.

Her eyebrows furrow. “You don’t own me.”

“Yes, I do, because the contract binds us,” I growl irritated by her defiance.

“Is everything okay in there?” a saleswoman calls from the other side of the curtain.

“We’re fine,” I bark, not breaking eye contact with Eloise.

“O–okay. Just let me know if you need anything, the woman replies before leaving.

Eloise bites her bottom lip, and I can’t help but track the movement. I want to be biting those fucking lips.

Tension crackles between us. I know I should step back, leave the room, and wait until she’s done. But I can’t move. I’m trying my fucking hardest right now to restrain my own demons, because if I don’t, I might reach out for her instead.

“I’m stressed,” she admits quietly, “and just need a release.” A guttural sound comes from my core. “Or maybe… I need to be… punished?” She says the last word uncertainly. She doesn’t know what she’s asking of me. Has no idea the thousands of ways I can make her break apart and never come back the same, and yet I’m reminded that I’m only a man. No matter how much I’ve tried to rid myself of my need for her I want to taste her for the rest of my damned life. Really? I asked myself, a contract bound us.

“You don’t know what you’re asking.” I grit out as my cock strains painfully against my pants.

A spark lights in her gaze, probably surprise that I haven’t berated her for trying to tempt me. She raises her hand and cups my cheek.

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Chapter 135 Sinful Temptation

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