From Rejected Luna To Lycan Queen (Eloise and Edward) novel Chapter 308

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Chapter 308 Owe Me

ELOISE

Damon pulls his cock free from my mouth

“Jesus, Eloise.” Damon drops his head back against the couch as his hands stide free from my hair. “You sucked the life out of me”

My body tries to laugh, but I’m still a little breathless.

“That was…” Damon starts to say but his phone rings.

We both look over to where it’s sitting next to him.

Damon rubs a hand down his face. “Shit, I forgot about this call.”

“Answer it.”

He shakes his head. “Not until I get you off.”

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Tuse his thighs to push myself back to standing.

“You can owe me.”

Before he can argue, I lean down and press my lips to his.

Instead of minding where my mouth just was, Damon’s tongue delves between my lips.

He starts to slide his hands around my waist, like he might pull me down onto his lap, so I reach my hand out and tap the phone screen, answering the call.

“Hello?” an older man’s voice sounds through the speaker Damon’s lips smile against mine. “Brat,” he whispers, before letting me go and picking up the phone.

I don’t fight my smile, because the one still on Damon’s face has my chest feeling lighter.

Before I leave the office, I detour to his desk.

Finding a pen and a scrap of paper, I scrawl the price doubles after four hours.

Then leave it on his desk for him to read later.

I can feel his eyes on me as I walk out, but I don’t look back.

When I came in here, I was just planning to talk to Damon. Maybe slice my heart open and tell him about all the feelings I’ve beeg having for him. Explain why I’ve been avoiding him, throwing myself into work.

He was just so much that night.

He was everything.

He was the family I’ve always wanted.

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And when I still wanted him just as much the next morning, it freaked me out

Freaked me out because

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Hly, I’m okay knowing that he’s killed a man. Knowing that he doesn’t just bother me. I truly don’t

I should care that the man I’m living with has murdered people. Probably lots of people. And yet, when I walked into his office and saw him sprawled out on that couch, all intentions of talking went out the window. Because he looked like an overworked CEO in some magazine spread. And it was hot as absolute hell.

My eyes were automatically drawn to the front of his pants, and it reminded me of our last time together, and how good he’d felt in my mouth.

I was ready to enjoy it. Knew I would like it. But I hadn’t been ready to be that turned on by the act.

My Damon.

Canine footsteps trot up from behind me.

“Hey, babe,” I greet the dog that I’ve come to adore just as much as his owner. “Shall we go back to work?”

He knocks his big head into my hand and we head through the house to my office. Where I plan to occupy myself until Damon can pay me back.

“Baby, wake up.”

Some sort of light penetrates my eyelids, so I squeeze my eyes shut harder.

“Come on, we gotta go.” Damon shakes my shoulder.

“What?” I press a hand over my eyes. “Go where?”

“You’ll see.”

I part my fingers and squint at him. “What time is it?”

He glances at the bedside clock. “Just after two.”

Damon doesn’t look upset, or worried. So, we’re not under attack, and the house isn’t burning down around us.

I drop my hand, annoyed. “What possible reason could you have for waking me up at two in the morning?”

“I owe you one.”

Sex?

“What are you-

“Up.” Damon cuts me off.

“Fine.” I shove the covers off.

“You got five minutes.”

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stand next to the bed, narrowing my eyes at Damon who’s still in his black dress pants and black button–up. “Have you not gone to bed?”

“Not yet.”

“Is something wrong?” I yawn through the question.

Damon bends down, putting his face near mine. “Four minutes, Eloise.”

I roll my eyes. “So bossy.” I shuffle toward the bathroom but stop. “What am I supposed to wear?”

We both look down at my skimpy pajama set. And I watch Damon’s tongue slide along his upper lip. “I’t pick something out.”

I’m going to ask him what he means, but he turns away, heading into the closet.

Still half asleep, I quickly use the bathroom, and my toothbrush is still in my mouth when Damon steps into the bathroom.

I finish with my teeth, then hold out my hands for the clothes he picked.

He gives me a black knee–length jersey dress, but makes no moves to give me any more privacy.

“No bra?” I ask.

Damon shakes his head.

I yank off my sleep shirt and pull the dress on, then pull my sleep shorts down my legs.

I’d gotten dressed for bed hoping to get lucky, so I wore a pair of cute lacy panties under my shorts, rather than nothing. Which I’m extra glad about now because Damon didn’t bring me any underwear.

Damon uses both hands to hold his shirt open, and taking the cue, I slip my arms through the sleeves and let Damon do up the center buttons, covering my braless cleavage.

The side of his mouth curls up. “Let’s go.”

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