From Rejected Luna To Lycan Queen (Eloise and Edward) novel Chapter 173

Chapter 173 Unforeseen Orgasm

ELOISE.

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He moves achingly slow as he approaches her, has muscles gleaming in the dull light. When he reaches her, he grabs one of her ankles and secures it to the edge of the bed, repeating it with the other ankle, so her legs are spread wide

Every move is made with deliberate slowness to increase anticipation.

Lust aches between my thighs as I watch him crawl up the bed, dragging his muscular frame over her petite figure, the thick outline of his erection brushing over her panties.

Without thinking, my thighs part.

It’s like a door has opened somewhere inside me and where it leads to is anyone’s guess. But that’s the exciting part. I’ve opened myself up to a part of me, and I have a feeling it’s capable of anything and everything.

With a growl, the man grabs the woman’s chin and kisses her deeply and fiercely. All the while, the music plays, a deep, probing beat that pulses at my core.

“This is turning you on,” Damon says beside mean a deep, smooth voice laced with lust.

My entire body ignites with heat. His words and cone are a potent aphrodisiac to my senses.

Keeping my eyes straight ahead, I lick my lips. “I don’t know.”

But it’s a lie, and he knows it.

“There’s nothing wrong with enjoying what you enjoy, Mama,” he says, his hot gaze fixed to my profile.

I struggle to swallow as the man rips the womans panties from her body and buries his head between her thighs. Her whimpers echo around us and my pussy throbs hungrily.

I bite down on my lip because I want to feel what she’s feeling. A pair of warm lips sucking my clit. A strong tongue stroking my pussy. The ache builds tight inside me until I have to squirm in my seat.

I’m desperate to reach down and touch myself, but I don’t dare.

“There is a lot of freedom in letting go,” Damon says, his voice like warm honey as he continues to watch me and not them. He leans closer. “Let go with me, and I promise you an unimaginable amount of pleasure.”

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His words reach my clit like the lick of a velvety tongue.

I try to swallow back the moan, but it escapes anyway.

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On the other side of the glass, the woman writhes on the bed, gripping the edge and arching her back, while I’m frozen in my own torturous hell as my body begs for relief.

Oh God, I need to quench the throb between my legs.

I glance at Damon. His face is tight with lust, his eyes hooded and focused on the man and the woman, his legs spread with one hand resting on the bench seat next to him, the other curled into a fist on his thigh.

The woman moans, and the man mutters dirty, filthy words before penetrating her with his tongue once more.

I lick my lips and grip the edge of the seat, clasping so tightly I’m white knuckled.

I imagine how it feels. Being suckled. Being penetrated.

Damon leans closer.

“Do you want to come?”

His voice is ragged and hoarse in my ear.

Desperately, my body screams.

I’m so turned on I feel like I’m going to lose my mind.

I squeeze my eyes closed as if I can shut it all out.

This club. Damon. The man and woman fucking in front of us. They’re causing a sensory overload, and I’m afraid to give in to my desire because I don’t know what I’m capable of if I

let it take control.

All I know is I desperately want to.

“Answer me,” Damon demands hoarsely. “Do you want to come?”

“Yes,” I blurt out.

My eyes are still stuck on the man fucking the woman with his tongue, but I can feel Damon smile beside me.

“I want to watch you.” His voice is a hoarse whisper. “Show me how you make yourself come when you’re alone.”

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The pulse in my core is sweet agony. Relentless and hungry.

“Let go,

Mama,” he says roughly. “Touch yourself.”

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Involuntarily, my legs part farther, and I slide my fingers down my thighs, a tremble rolling through me when I reach that sweet spot. My claches for friction, and the moment my fingers slide over the slippery nub, I let out a groan.

“That’s it,” Damon rasps beside me. “Make yourself feel good.”

He ignores the man and woman in the Secret room, and it occurs to me that I’m giving him his own voyeuristic show, which turns me on even more.

Beside me, he is calm and collected. But the energy radiating off him is that of need.

I quicken my pace, not too fast, just the perfect amount of friction and tempo to send streams of pleasure funneling through my veins. I sink my teeth into my lip and moan as the wave builds higher and higher inside me. My legs grow restless, and my breathing accelerates, my heart pounding because not only am I about to come but I am making myself come in front of the man that I love. Somehow that makes it so much hotter and exciting.

And forbidden.

“Such a good fucking girl,” Damon groans in my ear.

The girl on the bed lets out a cry as she comes, and my head drops back as my own orgasm crashes through every wall and every self–conscious doubt I’ve ever had about this situation, and spreads through me in a warm, sweet wave.

The cry that leaves me is almost alien as I’m swept away by a current of pleasure.

“Fuck,” Damon growls and slumps back against the velvet backrest. “You’re so fucking hot.”

Panting and high, I start to laugh.

But as I come back to reality, my laughter fades, and my half–lidded gaze falls to the Secret show once again.

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Chapter 174 Control

Chapter 174 Control