From Rejected Luna To Lycan Queen (Eloise and Edward) novel Chapter 27

Chapter 27 Temple Of Temptation

DAMON.

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I leaned back in my chair, the heather creaking under my weight. My office was pitch black, except for the light from the glow of the monitors. My eyes were fixed on the screen, on Eloise. She was lying on her bed; her mind was probably swirling from the day’s events. Her chest rising and falling slowly, she looked like she was sleeping, but I could see the way her fingers twitched against the

blanket.

Was she restless?

I have watched her closely over the past few days to recognize the expression she makes in certain situations. To know if she’s happy, sad, angry, or frustrated.

I felt that familiar dark pull in my guts. I wanted to be there. In that room, pinning her to those sheets so she wouldn’t have to feel restless ever again. I wanted to be the only thing she thought about, which wasn’t normal. I didn’t even know this lady like that,

I’ve never felt this was about anyone. Usually, women were just distractions, but Eloise? She was a fever I couldn’t fucking shake. I wanted to wrap my arms around her and never let her go. I tried to hide her away from the world so I was the only one who could

look at her.

And instead of fighting this weird and strange feeling, I leaned into it.

I picked up my phone and dialed her number.

On the screen, I watched her jump as her phone buzzed. She looked at the screen, and I saw her breath hitch. When she saw it was me, a shy and beautiful smile spread across her face.

But when she picked up the phone, she cleared the smile from her face–pressing the phone to her ear.

“Damon?”

“Im watching you.” I couldn’t help but say, in a low growl. “And I must say, you look wonderful.”

When did 1 start giving out compliments like this?

She blushed immediately, and I didn’t regret it; any doubts I had about giving her the compliments disappeared.

“Thank you,” she replied.

“But don’t you have other important things to do?” she asked me with a slight frown on her face.

“When I have such an interesting view as the one in front of me right now?” I replied to her, and I saw her cover her face with her hand,

“Stop,” she said in a breathless tone.

I wanted to make her more breathless than that, but I decided to divert the conversation.

“Tell me something about you, Eloise. Anything.”

“Thats a corny thing to say,” she said with a laugh,

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Chapter 27 Temple Of Temptation

“If you say so, ma. Just give me anything, your favorite food, flower, what you do when you’re sad or happy?”

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“Well, I like lilies. And I usually cook when I’m sad, it calms my brain. I like the rain, I just exist when I’m happy. I don’t think there’s something special about me like that,” she said, and I frowned.

“Im sure there are a lot of special things about you,” I replied, and she smiled again.

I closed my eyes, imagining her standing in the rain, her clothes clinging to her curves. I opened my eyes and shook the thought out of my head because I didn’t want to think about her body. Her body was a temple of temptation that I wasn’t about to dive

into.

We talked for a long time about the little things: her favorite old movies, how she liked her coffee, and the way she used to hide from her problems as a kid. I found myself laughing at her stories, a real, genuine sound I hadn’t made in years, and this alone

scared the fuck out of me.

But as the minutes passed, I didn’t want to drop the call. It was so much fun.

“I think I’ve been eating too much food here, and the thing is, they are not even the normal healthy food I eat back home,” she said suddenly, shifting on her bed. She sat up suddenly, looking down at herself. “I feel so heavy. When I get back, I need to hit the gym every day. I need to lose some of this weight and slim down my belly fat.” she added.

I didn’t like the sound of that, and even my wolf didn’t like it because he growled.

“Dont do that,” I said in a thick and dangerous voice.

“What?” she asked, sounding surprised.

“Don’t you dare touch a single pound on that body,” I growled, my eyes locked on her image. For some weird reason, I didn’t want her slim; I wanted her exactly as she was. I thought about her body–those full breasts that I wanted to lose myself in, the perfect curve of her waist that led into those wide, invitation–only hips. I loved the softness of her belly and the way her thick thighs looked against the sheets.

The thought of her body drove me insane every single second of the day.

“You are perfect, Eloise,” I said, my voice trembling with the effort to stay calm. “Every curve, every inch of you is exactly where it’s supposed to be. Only a real man would know how to handle a woman built the way you are. Most boys want a doll, but real men want a woman.”

And I’m the only man that is going to handle you, I added silently.

On the monitor, I saw her reaction. Her eyes went wide and glassy, she let out a soft, shaky breath, and suddenly clenched her thighs together, her body tensing up. She leaned back against the headboard, her mouth slightly open, looking completely undone by my words. She looked innocently sexy, a sight that made blood roar in my ears.

I felt a sharp and painful ache in my pants. Fuck. I reached down, using my free hand to adjust the heavy bulge of my cock that was throbbing hard against my zipper. I wanted her so badly it was a physical pain.

“Fuck..” I didn’t know how I sounded, squeezing my cock and sighing, maybe it was a moan, I didn’t know. I was tempted so hard to slide my hands into my pants right now and pump my cock till my white seed was all over her face on the screen, Fuck me, Eloise. I thought.

But then, I stopped.

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