The Perfect Luna novel Chapter 35

She decided not to waste any time and pulled the silk robe on, storming after the Lycan king. Her hair was still wet, and water was trickling down her skin but she did not care. She had to see him, she had to speak to him. She was dying to find out what was going on.

Luckily, he did not lock the door and she entered his own bedroom with ease. It was dark as the curtains in the room were shut and they seemed to be with a complete blackout effect. This was a manly room in dark shades. Very tasteful and minimalistic. Very very him.

She saw Gideon at once as he stood by a desk breathing heavily with one of his hands covering his eyes. This posture startled her and she paused.

But it was too late since he sensed her presence and snapped his head in her direction. “Not now, Riannon,” he said, and it sounded like both warning and begging.

“Just what is going on?” she stepped forward and his eyes landed on the wet silk of her robe that wasn’t hiding anything from his gaze.

“Oh, Goddess!” he muttered, turning away and feeling how desire was overwhelming him again.

“Gideon, speak to me!” the Luna was not giving up, “You are giving me some seriously mixed signals here!”

Mars was howling in his head, and he couldn’t stay close to her anymore. He had the best self-control for a lycan. But this was too much. He had nerves of steel. He wasn’t made of

So, the king did the only thing that he could and opened the heavy curtains, letting the light in and stormed out to the balcony to take a deep gulp of air.

He needed to cool himself. But the shower wasn’t going to help him anymore. The thought alone of any kind of water procedures now was bringing him back to his problem.

“Gideon!” she was already behind him, and he closed his eyes as he inhaled that sweet scent of hers, knowing that it would be best not to turn back and look at her.

“Ria,” he would have chuckled at how they suddenly dropped all the formalities now if he wasn’t in physical pain, fighting his body and Mars seemed hard. Too hard. “What is it that you really want?”

“Answers!” she replied without even so much as a shade of hesitation, “Tell me what just happened! You clearly…”

Her voice broke as did her bravely. Wasn’t she too bold with him? With the Lycan king of

But she clenched her fists and pronounced the next words firmly.

“You clearly want me,” she said and he couldn’t hold back a snort, turning to face her. “You think?” he raised her brow at her. “Then what was the problem right now?” she did not budge.

“The problem, Riannon?” he made a step in her direction and for the first time since they met she managed to see something menacing in his eyes. It was the same handsome face, the same person that he knew, but somehow the air between them got different suddenly. “The problem is that I more than just want you. I want you all. For myself. Without sharing you with anyone else in this world. I wanted you like that from the moment I saw you and it gets worse every day. The things I want to do to you… You can’t imagine! But if I take you now, I am going to mark that pretty little neck of yours.”

She gulped, trying to process the information.

He told her before that he wanted her as his woman. She even believed him. But marking her… He couldn’t be serious about that.

“But I am already marked,” the words left her lips without her realising as her hand went instinctively to the place where her husband made his claim once. She couldn’t feel it. She couldn’t feel the scar that was there for years.

“Really?” Gideon chuckled darkly, “Where is it then? All I see is two little red stains on your skin.”

What? When did that happen?

“B-but,” she stuttered, “A mark would seal us together for life.”

“How terrible!” he rolled his eyes, coming closer. And now she was backing away. “And what if I don’t mind?”

She didn’t know what to say to that.

At the same time, he was studying her scared face, coming to the sad conclusion that she still wasn’t ready.

“Go back to your room, Riannon,” he said, turning away again and hoping that she would just simply obey him for once, “Go back and close your door. Make sure that…”

“Why?” she interrupted him and he flinched, “Why do you want me so much? I am not even a lycan! It doesn’t make any sense! Why does mostly everyone here react as if it was completely normal? Why does my wolf react to you? Why did my wounds heal so quickly today

He did not let her finish as he was right next to her in less than a second, piercing her with his eyes that were glowing golden.

“Why do you think?!” he growled as he grasped her waist and her pink lips parted slightly.

Riannon was startled, to say the least. She did not know why she came here in the first place. From the very beginning, all this was wrong!

So, why couldn’t she push him away? Why did she crave him so much?

“Mate…”. Onyx whispered, turning the Luna’s world upside down.

“Mate,” Ria repeated her wolf’s words and at the very next moment, Gideon’s lips crashed into hers possessively.

“Mate,” he growled into her mouth, lifting her up with ease.

Riannon wrapped her thighs around his waist and her hands around his shoulders as their tongues were intertwining wildly.

It was surreal. How could she miss this? How could she miss that he was hers this whole time?

He slammed her back over the cold stone wall, pressing himself tightly against her.

“You said the word,” he muttered still conquering her mouth, “Now I don’t know if I would be able to stop…”

Ria sucked in a breath and he lowered his head to inhale the firm ni.pple, finally being able to enjoy her to the fullest. Her fingers laced into his hair, tugging it gently, and when he released her flesh, their eyes met. Without any words, there was an understanding between them now.

He grasped her bottom and moved them to the bed, throwing her on top of it as if she weighed nothing. She watched his every move as he unzipped his jeans and got rid of them. And she forgot how to breathe when he got onto the edge of the bed and took one of her ankles into his hands, placing a soft kiss onto it. And then one more a little higher, and one more… Slowly, he was moving up as she bit her lip, starting feeling the tingles.

He was hitting just the right spot over and over while she could feel pleasure building at the lower part of her. He took up the tempo and she didn’t even notice how her fingernails dug into his back and arms. They were both mad. And hungry for each other. Whatever they did it wasn’t enough. It would never be enough.