The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven novel Chapter 523

Chapter 523: Darkened with Desire

[Meredith].

My hands slid up his chest, fingers curling into fabric as if anchoring myself.

The bond hummed, absolutely pleased.

Draven broke the kiss only long enough to rest his forehead against mine, breath hot against my lips.

"Now, this is the best time to tell me to stop, if you want," he said, his voice strained. "And I will."

I didn’t hesitate. "Fortunately, I won’t be asking you to do that."

That was all it took. His mouth found mine again, slower this time but no less intense, as if he wanted to savour me—taste every breath, every soft sound I couldn’t stop myself from making.

His hands roamed with deliberate care, memorizing curves he already knew yet treated like sacred ground rediscovered.

I tugged at his tunic, frustration flaring. He chuckled softly against my lips. "Impatient," he murmured.

"Learned from you," I shot back breathlessly.

That earned me a sharp kiss on my jaw, then my neck—heat blooming wherever his lips touched. My head fell back against the door, exposing more of myself without thought, without shame.

The world narrowed to sensation.

His hands slid to my hips, lifting me just enough that I felt how badly he wanted me—how thin his restraint truly was.

The bond flared in approval, wrapping us together so tightly I wasn’t sure where he ended, and I began.

"Draven," I whispered again, this time a plea.

He answered by lifting me effortlessly, carrying me toward the bed as if I weighed nothing at all. He laid me down with reverent care, his gaze dark as he followed, bracing himself above me.

For a moment, he just looked, like he needed to remind himself I was real.

"I almost lost you today," he said quietly, the rawness in his voice cutting through the heat. "And now, I don’t want to waste another second pretending I can walk away from you."

My chest tightened. I reached for him, pulling him down until his weight settled against me, solid and real.

"You won’t," I said softly. "I’m right here."

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[Draven].

I didn’t realize how tightly I was holding myself together until Meredith pulled me down to her.

The moment her arms wrapped around my neck, the last of my restraint shattered completely. Like something long fractured, finally finding its way back into alignment.

I rested my forehead against hers, breathing her in. Moonlight filtered through the window, silvering her hair and softening the night’s sharp edges.

She looked at me like she always did when she wasn’t guarding herself—open, vulnerable, trusting.

And gods, that trust undid me.

I kissed her then with reverence, slowly and deeply. Like I was committing her existence to memory all over again.

I allowed her.

Meredith took off my shirt and dumped it on the floor. Then her hands reached for my shorts. And just when I thought she was going to take it off, she instead moved to cup my hard cock.

"Urgghh!" A deep groan and a sharp exhale of breath escaped my lips. My hand immediately reached to grab her hand as I met her teasing gaze.

She shook her head. Slowly, I loosened my grip around her wrist.

Without wasting a second, her hands started to move around me, even slowly rubbing me with the up and down movement.

The longer her hand stayed on me, and the more she massaged me, the more I was unable to hold back.

My hands didn’t stay idle either. I caught her hand again. But this time, instead of taking it off my cock, I tugged at the waistband of my shorts and pulled it down my thighs with the other hand.

Meredith took a sharp inhale the second my cock, already dripping with precum, jumped out.

"You like what you see?" I asked in my deep husky voice.

She nodded frantically, her eyes and her mouth still drooling. "You have to see for yourself."

As soon as she said that, she grabbed my free hand and immediately moved to her pussy. The second my fingers cupped her wet goodness, a loud moan escaped her lips.

And instantly, I felt my cock stiffen. It was crying and begging to be buried deep inside her, where it belonged.

I placed Meredith’s hand back on my cock as my own fingers began to rub along her pussy and tease her clit.