The Alpha's Mafia Luna novel Chapter 57

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Chapter 57

Selene’s POV

Damian didn’t move right away. His body hovered over mine, caging

me against the wall like a storm held back by pure will. His breath

warmed the shell of my ear, but he didn’t touch me–not yet. His

restraint only made the heat between us more unbearable.

“Say it again,” he repeated, softer this time. Dangerous.

My throat felt dry, my lips trembling. I met his eyes, pupils dark and

dilated, filled with hunger and something else–something

possessive.

“F**k me,” I whispered, “Damian.”

That did it.

He surged forward like he’d been set free, his mouth crashing onto

mine with a hunger that tore a gasp from my chest. His kiss was fire

and fury, his tongue demanding, devouring. His hands gripped my

waist like I was something sacred and forbidden all at once.

I moaned into him, body arching as he pressed his chest to mine. The

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kiss deepened, turned messy, heated, desperate. I felt everything–his

strength, his need, the way he held himself back like he was on the

edge of losing control.

He broke the kiss, breath ragged. “Bedroom,” he growled.

I nodded, unable to speak, my legs shaky. He swept me into his arms

like I weighed nothing, and I clutched his shoulders, heart pounding

as he carried me upstairs.

His room was dim, the only light a soft amber glow spilling from the

wall sconces. He kicked the door shut behind us with one boot and

laid me gently on the bed like I was the most delicate thing in the

world.

I watched him as he stood, his eyes scanning every inch of me. His

shirt was gone already, the smooth stretch of muscle beneath his skin

glinting in the low light. Scars painted his chest–beautiful, jagged

reminders that he was powerful and dangerous… but mine.

“You’re sure?” he asked, voice low and hoarse. “If I start… I won’t be

able to stop.”

I sat up slowly, heart thudding. “I’ve never been more sure of

anything.”

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Something shifted in his eyes. That alpha darkness returned, but this

time it was laced with reverence. He knelt on the bed, pushing my

legs apart just enough so he could settle between them. His hands

went to the hem of my dress.

“Can I?” he asked, kissing my neck softly.

I nodded, breathing fast.

He lifted the dress slowly–agonizingly slowly–exposing my thighs,

my stomach, the red lace I’d worn just for him. His eyes darkened

when he saw it.

“My favorite color,” he murmured, brushing his lips along my navel.

“Were you trying to seduce me, Selene?”

“Yes,” I breathed, trembling under his touch.

A growl rumbled deep in his chest, and he pressed a kiss to my hip. “It

worked.”

His hands explored my body with a kind of patience I didn’t expect.

Every touch was slow, worshipful, as if he was memorizing every inch

of me. He kissed down my collarbone, then lower, undoing the front

of the lace with shaking fingers.

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“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered. “So f**king perfect.”

He pushed a finger inside my v, I let out a small cry. I felt his mouth

on my v, his tongue doing magic to me. I couldn’t help but moan. His

tongue worked me open, slow and purposeful, pulling sounds from

me I’d never made before.

I threaded my fingers through his hair. My moans filled the room,

loud and helpless.

He stopped and reached out to my lips kissing me like his life

depends on it. I could taste myself on his lips. I felt his hard cock on

my belly. He trailed his tongue down my tongue.

When his mouth met my breast, I cried out softly, my back arching.

His hands held me steady, his mouth was on my left nipple while his

left hand was doing justice to my left breast. I was squirming under

him, breathless and burning

“Damian–please.” I couldn’t help but cry out loud. My moan already

filled the room.

He climbed back up, settling between my thighs. “Look at me.”

I did. His eyes blazed.

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“This will hurt,” he murmured, brushing a strand of hair from my

face. “But I’ll go slow. You tell me to stop–I stop. Understood?”

I nodded. “I trust you.”

His expression shifted. Something powerful and unspoken passed

between us. Then he kissed me again–slow and deep–while his

hands moved down.

I felt the pressure first, his cock Inside of me, then the stretch. My

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