From Rejected Mate to Luna (Julia White) novel Chapter 219

Chapter 219

“Matthew… she breathed, confusion and intrigue mixing in her voice.

“Let me take care of you,” I whispered against her skin. “Let me show you how I should have been treating you all

along.”

I kissed my way slowly up her calf, making each touch deliberate and reverent. Hati was normally so demanding, so assertive, but tonight he was in complete agreement with me–Julia deserved to be worshipped, not claimed. She deserved tenderness after all she’d been through.

As my mouth made its way up her thigh, I felt her tense slightly.

“Mmm…” she hummed, the sound vibrating through her body as my lips pressed against her inner thigh.

I looked up to meet her eyes in the moonlight, my breath catching at her expression of pure anticipation.

“I used to be impatient,” I admitted, letting her see my vulnerability. “Too focused on my own needs. You deserve better than that, Julia. You deserve to be cherished.”

“Matthew…” she breathed, her voice husky with desire. “Don’t stop…”

In the back of my mind, Hati whimpered in agreement, urging me to continue, to erase the painful memories with

new, gentle ones.

I continued my journey of exploration, my lips and hands mapping every inch of her body with exquisite care. When I found the sensitive hollow behind her knee, she gasped sharply.

“Ah! Right there…”

The curve where hip met waist drew a breathy “Oh God” from her lips when I traced it with my tongue. As my mouth moved to the delicate skin beneath her breasts, she whimpered loudly, her back arching off the bed.

“Yes… please…” she panted, her fingers clutching desperately at the sheets.

Time lost meaning as she surrendered to my touch. I could feel our mental connection strengthening, allowing me to sense her reactions to my ministrations.

“You’re so beautiful,” I murmured against her stomach, feeling her muscles quiver beneath my lips. “I should have told you every day. I should have never let you doubt it.”

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Chapter 219

She threaded her fingers through my damp hair, tugging hard enough to make me groan against her skin. Through our bond, I felt her overwhelming emotion. This wasn’t just physical for either of us–I was apologizing with every touch, making amends with every kiss, showing her a vulnerability I’d never revealed to anyone, not even Rachel.

Her breathing grew ragged as my mouth traveled lower, teasing the inside of her thighs.

I lost myself in the taste of her skin, the sound of her soft moans becoming more urgent, the feel of her fingers tightening in my hair.

“Yes… right there… oh my god…” Her hips lifted toward my mouth, seeking more contact, more pressure. Each breathy moan and whispered plea drove me closer to the edge of my control.

“Please,” she begged, her voice a desperate whimper. “I need… I need you inside…”

I raised my head, meeting her gaze in the moonlight, searching her face to be certain. The desire in her eyes was unmistakable, but I needed to be sure this was what she truly wanted. Slowly, I moved up her body until we were

to face, supporting my weight on my forearms to avoid crushing her.

“Are you sure?” I asked, my voice rough with desire but my mind clear with respect for her boundaries.

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