Second Chance for the Barren Luna (Talia and Jason) novel Chapter 72

Nolan’s POV

“Nolan,” Talia’s voice cracked as she leaned into me, her warmth pressing against mine. “Please… help me.”

I attempted to pull my hand back, but her hand snatched open. She held on to me desperately. Her touch brought a shiver down my spine. I should have pulled away. Instead, I stayed and allowed her to move closer to me.

All I could smell was her sweet rose scent tainted with the tangy sharpness of heat. My cock hardened almost instantly. I had never wanted a she-wolf as bad as I wanted Talia.

My fangs began to lengthen as the instinct to mark her became stronger. My hands twitched with the urge to drag her closer and remove the rest of her clothes. Goddess, I wanted to taste the sweet nectar between her legs that had her scent so thick in this room.

‘She acknowledges us! We must claim her as ours,’ my wolf said triumphantly.

“No,” I snapped back at him in my mind. “Not like this. She doesn’t even understand what’s happening.”

‘She doesn’t need to understand,’ my wolf countered. ‘It is our responsibility to relieve her pain.’

‘How is it our responsibility?’ I asked.

‘If a she-wolf remains unmarked when the bond awakens, she will go through heat on a full moon night. She will continue to go through it until she is claimed,’ my wolf explained. ‘You caused this by denying the bond. She needs us!’

“Why won’t you help me? Do you hate me?” Talia whimpered, clutching my shirt and pulling me closer. Her fingers traced the buttons, parting the fabric just enough to press soft kisses to my skin. She tilted her head, baring her neck and said, “Take me now, please...”

My control faltered as I leaned forward, my tongue ran across her neck earning a moan from Talia. I felt my cock strain against my jeans.

“Please, Nolan. What are you waiting for?” She whispered, fidgeting beside me.

Her voice brought me back to my senses and I pulled back. This was wrong. Talia deserved more than this.

“No, don’t go,” Talia begged as she grabbed my hand again to keep me from standing. She dragged my hand across her face before she dragged it along her neck. “Don’t you want to feel me?” she purred as she began leading my hand down. When my hand hovered over her breasts, I quickly snatched my hand away and stood.

Talia whimpered at the loss of my hand. “So hot, I’m so hot,” Talia moaned as she began twisting restlessly. Her skin glistened with sweat, her body arching. “Please, make it stop.”

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