Second Chance Luna (Phoebe and Jason) novel Chapter 22

Phoebe sighed as she looked at the closet. Her side was still quite thin compared to Jason’s but it was more than she ever imagined. By the time they returned the omegas had already unpacked her luggage. They also helped carrying in and put away her purchases from today’s shopping trip. There was only one bag she wouldn’t let them touch and that was the Victoria Secret bag still in her hand.

Biting her lip she tucked it beside the dresser where it was out of the way and hopefully out of sight. Stepping out of the closet she suddenly found herself enveloped in an embrace. The scent of dogwood and campfire surrounded her as he leaned down to nibble her ear.

…Jason.”

“Did you have a good time, angel?”

“Yes. I love your mother and sister.”

“Good.”

He suddenly swept her off her feet and carried her to bed Sitting with his back against the headboard he held her in his lap as he nuzzled her kissing the nape of her neck and inhaling her earthy scent.

“Jason.”

“Sorry angel, but Lobo needs this.” Jason continued to tease and kiss her.

“Lobo?”

Jason suddenly pulled away at the mention of his wolf’s name. Phoebe looked at him curiously. Finally he said, “My wolf.”

Her eyes widened and shimmered silver, “Oh, your wolf’s name is Lobo…Mine is Máni.”

Jason sighed as Lobo chanted his mate’s name. He smiled playing with her hair, “Máni. Beautiful. Just like you.”

Phoebe shivered when he said her wolf’s name and in her mind Máni rolled belly up in sheer pleasure of hearing her name pronounced in his deep baritone voice. If you are not reading this novel on Jobnib.com, know that some paragraphs are not complete. Visit Jobnib.com to read it for free. In many ways sharing the name of one’s wolf was the ultimate form of intimacy. Almost like a dragon or a fairy sharing its true name. Though sharing their wolf’s name didn’t have quite the same power as that it was still a deep sign of trust.

He kissed her deepening it when she offered no resistance.

Hungrily he trailed kisses down her neck finding her marking spot and sucking hard on the sensitive area.

Phoebe moaned as shocks of pleasure went through her and her core tightened unexpectedly.

When his teeth grazed the sensitive area she let out a startled gasp as pleasure pierced her causing her core to contract. Her vision turned white as her body convulsed and pure bliss flooded her.

Jason suddenly pulled away leaving her panting, “sh*t. I’m sorry, Phoebe. I’m so sorry angel. I didn’t mean to scare you.

Phoebe slowly caught her breath looking at him curiously.

Why was he apologizing?

‘Oh, he’s so cute, Máni chuckled. ‘He thinks we’re afraid. Do be a dear and let him know we enjoyed it

‘How?’

‘Just do to him what he was doing to us.’

I don’t think I can, Phoebe felt her face warm.

‘Sure you can. I’m here. I’ll help.

Phoebe hesitated recalling her conversation with Lucille. Is this what she meant by trusting her instincts? ‘All right.’

Phoebe felt Máni press forward synchronizing with her as she calmed Phoebe’s anxiety and encouraged her. Taking Jason’s face in her hands she pressed her lips to his kissing him deeply and silenced his panicked apology. She kissed along his jaw and down his neck eliciting deep groans as he relaxed enjoying the electric charges her touch caused.

‘Right there, Máni instructed, where his neck meets his shoulder. That’s the marking spot and it’ll drive him crazy.

Phoebe hesitated before lowering her mouth over the spot following Máni’s instruction. She ran her tongue along the skin, sucking hard and felt Jason suddenly tense with a moan. He shuddered as her teeth grazed the spot. She nuzzled him, nipping his ear before slowly easing away.

His eyes swirled as he stared into her silver gray ones.

“Did you like what I just did?” Phoebe asked.

He swallowed hard not trusting his voice but managed a nod.

“Good. Because I liked it too.”

He blinked and realized what she was saying. A smile slowly made his eyes sparkle with amusement, “So…that’s the wicked humor my sister talked about.”

“Wicked?”

With a growl he rolled them so she was lying under him before capturing her mouth in a passionate kiss. Her fingers curled themselves in his hair sending sparks directly to his brain. He caressed her thigh tugging her close and grinding their hips together. She moaned as her scent took on a spicy note driving him crazy with hunger and his pants became uncomfortably tight. He wanted nothing more than to rip away the barriers between them.

Jason pulled away forcing a deep breath trying to marshal his control before he truly went too far. She was just too irresistible. Under him Phoebe struggled to catch her own breath.

“You play a dangerous game, angel.”

“Do I?” she asked innocently

He growled. His eyes swirled. Hers shimmered in response.

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