From Rejected Luna To Lycan Queen (Eloise and Edward) novel Chapter 270

Chapter 270 A Man That Cooks

Chapter 270 A Man That Cooks

ELOISE.

You’re so fucking perfect,” he murmurs.

I begin to shake.

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The moment his tongue reaches the summit of my clit, my body jerks, my back arches, and I explode. Between my thighs, he is a god. Masterful and genius, and very giving. As in, he gives me two very powerful orgasms that flush through me from head to toe.

As the second one recedes, he pushes up on his powerful arms and looks down at me. “Are you ready?”

Affection warms his expression and suddenly, I’m not nervous anymore.

“More than ready,” I say.

He takes his heavy cock in his hand and places it where his tongue has just been. He rubs the thick head through the wetness, where I’m still swollen and sensitive, and I jerk beneath his touch.

He leans down with his palms on either side of my face and looks at me with so much affection I feel myself fall.

“I’ve got you,” he whispers, and without any further hesitation, he pushes his cock inside me.

The sting is immediate, and I bite back the pain. Tears form in the corner of my eyes and then spill down my cheek.

He pauses, giving me a moment for my body to adjust. “You okay?” Oh fuck, it’s been so long that he invaded me like this, the sting lasted for a while.

I nod between the palms of his hands. “It’s perfect.”

One more push, and he breaks me. I cry out, and he plants his mouth onto mine and kisses me through the pain. I missed him so much.

He starts to rock into me with more rhythm, and I start to move with him.

He kisses a tear from my cheek. “You’re doing well, ma.”

I’m not going to come. Not again. But I feel loved and taken care of, and exactly where I want to be.

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“You’re so beautiful,” he moans. He’s taking it slow, but I can see the struggle on his face. He’s trying not to let go and thrust too hard. He’s also trying not to come.

Which makes me feel warm and excited because I’m doing that to him. Damon Blackwood is inside me and I’m putting that look on his face. After all these months……

“I always knew it would be like this with you. So perfect. Oh God… so fucking perfect.” He kisses me hard, and his hands find mine and drag them up to rest by my head. He clasps them tight as his hips gather speed.

The pain has lessened, and we move together in perfect harmony. Slow and deep. Hard but gentle. And when he comes, it’s not violent or rampant.

He clasps my hands and drives his cock deeper, and I feel it throb as he releases into me. He sinks onto me, blanketing me with his warm body, and I melt boneless into the mattress, wrapping my arms around his broad back.

We lie together in silence, and I feel the rapid pounding of his heart. He’s still inside me, and I’ve never felt closer to another human being than I do right now.

When he finally eases out of me, I feel the loss of his warm body and know I want to do it again as soon as my body is ready.

With my head sunk into the pillow, I watch him leave the bed and disappear into the bathroom. I hear the sound of water running, then the tap switches off, and when he returns, the condom is gone and he’s holding a damp washcloth.

He kneels between my legs and tenderly places the cloth against my heated skin.

“Did I hurt you?” he asks.

I shake my head. “No, it was perfect.”

“But it’s tender?”

“A little.”

He’s being gentle with me. Despite knowing those hands are capable of great brutality, right now they’re being tender and loving and taking great care of me.

“Better?” he asks.

I nod. “Thank you.”

He disposes of the cloth and comes back to bed, securing me in his arms. I melt into him, feeling the most content I’ve ever felt in my entire life.

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Until my stomach rumbles. Loudly.

He chuckles. “Sex is hungry work.”

“Apparently,” I say, embarrassed, nuzzling my face into his warm chest.

“I’d better feed you, then.”

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He pulls on a pair of sweatpants that sit low on his hips and show off the sexy V that men have. He’s not wearing underwear, and the outline of his heavy cock is clearly visible. I slip on one of his shirts and follow him out of the bedroom, feeling the rawness between my legs with every step I take.

The celibacy streak is gone and he better be prepared, because this was just the beginning of a long streak of having sex and I don’t know what any of this means, but I know it’s exciting and new and exactly what I need.

In the kitchen, I sit at the counter and watch Damon prepare us dinner. Spaghetti with Napoli sauce. From scratch. No frozen meals. No takeaway. This man likes to cook.

If there’s one thing I could never get tired of, it’s watching Damon in the kitchen cooking me a meal. I absorb it all. The muscular back. The well–defined shoulders.

The tattoos crawled across his broad chest and down his powerful arms. He doesn’t have a clue how sexy he is as he thinly slices the garlic and chops onion, celery, and carrot.

He catches me watching him and smiles.

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