Second Chance for the Barren Luna (Talia and Jason) novel Chapter 218

CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED & EIGHTEEN

Maggie’s POV

“You know me?” I asked. “How do you know me?”

“I’ve seen you with Alpha Nolan. It’s hard not to notice the people around him,” he explained.

That made sense, but his answer seemed to be too convenient. He could have overheard me say I was Alpha Nolan’s maid. I’d already been too careless tonight. “So, you’re a guard?”

“Mostly a warrior,” he said. “I rotate to the border patrol from time to time.”

“Alright. What are you doing here tonight? Did Alpha Nolan tell you to bring me back?” I asked.

“No. Tonight was a long shift, so I came here to relax,” he explained as he sat down on the stool beside mine, and I settled back into my seat to finish my drink.

“Bartender, old fashioned,” he ordered.

I watched him as he drank his drink. He let my gaze travel from his face down to where his shirt stretched across his broad chest. “I have to say… I’ve never seen such a handsome warrior before,” I blurted, my cheeks burning.

I wasn’t usually so forward, but alcohol wasn’t called liquid courage for nothing.

A slow smile spread across his face. “Are you flirting with me?” he asked.

“What if I am?” I shot back.

His smile widened. “You’re playing with fire, Maggie.”

“I am not afraid of being burned,” I purred before finishing my drink. No man had ever looked at me with such obvious desire.

My wolf growled within me, bringing me out of my lustful thoughts. ‘Stop this right now. We need to go home,’ she urged. ‘We don’t know him and you’re not thinking correctly.’

Normally, I would have listened as my wolf has always kept me safe, but tonight, safety was the last thing I wanted. ‘I’m just having fun. I deserve to have fun,’ I told her.

“This isn’t about fun, Maggie! We don’t know him,’ my wolf argued.

I pushed her down until she was nothing more than a distant whisper.

“I’m Mason, by the way,” he said.!

“Nice to meet you, Mason,” I replied. “And thank you for saving me.”

“What are you doing out here alone so late, Maggie?” His gaze was intense, tracking the movement of my lips.

“The man I love chose someone else,” I said simply. “I thought if I drank enough, it might stop hurting for a while. Maybe I could forget how stupid I was to believe I actually mattered to him.”

Mason placed his hand over mine. “Goddess, I’m sorry.”

“No need. With you around, I feel safe. So my plans weren’t fully ruined by those jerks,” I said.

Mason touched my cheek, causing me to look at him in surprise. “You’re gorgeous, Maggie. Anyone who didn’t choose you was a fool.” He leaned closer and kissed me. The kiss was gentle at first, but when I slid my hand into his hair, he deepened it.

When we pulled apart, I could see my own desire reflected in his eyes.

“We should find somewhere more private,” he suggested.

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I nodded before my mind could catch up with my body. My pulse raced with anticipation and fear. I’d never done anything this impulsive, but I didn’t want to stop.

‘Maggie!’ my wolf snarled. ‘You need to stop this right now!’

‘Stop talking and let me enjoy myself,’ I growled back as I forced her down again.

Mason took my hand and led me to the back of the bar where there were a few rooms for private meetings. Mason found one that was unlocked and empty and pulled me inside. His hands tangled in my hair as he kissed me again.

Mason pressed me up against the door. One hand gripped my waist while the other grabbed my breast. I gasped. It was intoxicating, being wanted like this. It was better than any of my fantasies.

When Mason pulled back, he asked, “Are you sure about this? We can stop.”

Instead of answering, I reached for the hem of his shirt and tugged it upward. Mason understood immediately, pulling it over his head and letting it fall to the floor.

I’d thought he was handsome before. Seeing him like this stole my breath. His chest was broad and defined, muscle shifting beneath golden skin.

“Goddess, you’re so sexy,” I breathed, tracing the lines of his body with my fingertips. He shivered under my touch, a sound somewhere between a groan and a sigh leaving his throat.

Mason’s hands moved to unbutton my shirt. When he pushed it off my shoulders, his gaze darkened as it settled on the black bra beneath. He guided me toward the small couch in the corner. We both sat down. When his hand slid between my legs, I had to clamp my mouth shut to keep from crying out. I was already so wet.

“Touch me too,” he murmured against my neck as he guided my hand to his hard length with his free hand.

I wrapped my hand around him, startled by how hard he already was. I slowly began to stroke him and Mason began to pump his finger in and out of me in time with my hand. As the pleasure began to build, I couldn’t focus on anything and held onto Mason.

Mason pulled away abruptly to pull his pants fully off as well as mine. He climbed on top of me. I felt him pushing into me and I gripped his shoulders as panic began to rise within me.

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