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39. Promise me!
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Paul's hands came around my waist and slammed me on the bed as I squealed with surprise, before he hovered over me and removed my knickers while taking one of my nipples into his mouth. I was left gasping and moaning as he played my body like a musical instrument with his hands and mouth working magic on me. He had shown me how my own body was willing to obey his commands, and I was desperate to please him the same way. But before I could take him into my hands, I felt his erection pressing into my lower abdomen as he spoke, "Later, my Luna...for now, I must show you how an Alpha treats his lover."He placed my hands beside my head, and with his own hands pinning my wrists up, he entered me, leaving me with a sensation I had never anticipated.After making sure that I was alright and giving me a few minutes to adjust, he gently started rocking in and out of me, increasing the pace until we were a tangled mess of grunts, pants and moans. His muscular figure was covered with a thin l
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Sensing that he was in a serious mood, I sat up straight in his lap, urging him to go on."Yes, what is it? I'm listening…" He looped his arms around my waist, fiddling with his thumb for a bit before he began to speak."Actually, I had a chat with Alpha Jack today. The situation with the rogues at the border has come under control to some extent, probably because those rogues are running low on ammunition." I suddenly felt a pang in my heart, the heart which was stuck in a dilemma! But the very next moment, I brought my thoughts under control, focusing every drop of my attention on Paul's words."So they will be able to manage without our help for now, and seeing that I have pretty much healed and that this injury has forced me to take a lot of time off, I think it is time we head home.""Oh…?"I was momentarily taken aback, not expecting this to be the news he was so serious about. However, Paul mistook my lack of enthusiasm for being upset, and immediately launched into an apolog
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Scar : the rejected Luna 113. Stars
Lexie’s POVThe world outside our window was still dark, but a hint of morning clung to the edges of the horizon. Paul's breathing was still ragged, his forehead damp against mine. We were tangled in the sheets, our bodies slick with sweat and love. His heartbeat thumped against my chest, strong and steady, as if it had finally found its rhythm.He brushed a kiss to my temple, his hand caressing my back slowly, fingers splayed like he was trying to memorize every inch of me. “You okay?” he whispered, voice low and hoarse.“Mmm,” I hummed, too blissed out to form words. I curled into his warmth, nuzzling his neck, where his scent still lingered. “I’ve never been better.”His fingers were soft as they traced idle circles into my lower back, and even though his body was spent, I could feel the way he still wanted to stay connected.He shifted after a moment, gently pulling out with a wince and a groan. I whined at the emptiness. He laughed softly and kissed my nose.“Come here, love…”
Scar : the rejected Luna 112. Wife*
Lexie’s POV:The moment he sat inside the car, I leaned over, hooking my right leg over his thigh and kisser him with all I had. Paul was stunned for a few moments before he responded, his lips moving against mine for a few moments before I pulled back, bringing my lips near his ears, just like he had been teasing me all night. “You like when they call me Mrs. Paul, right? Then I'll show you what it's like to be your wife, daddy…”It didn't take us more than five minutes to reach our mansion, and it wasn't a surprise to me, since I had been straddling his lap all the way back. There was excitement, anticipation and a little bit of fear in Paul's eyes as I closed the door behind me. “Hi, husband…” I grinned, pushing him onto the plush chair by the window, the moonlight casting silver trails over his skin.“Hey, wife,” he murmured back, voice already darkening with need.His eyes burned into mine as I straddled him, my knees on either side of his strong thighs. I could feel the he
Scar : the rejected Luna 111. Dinner*
Lexie's POV:The southern Alpha’s estate was everything I imagined: ornate but not ostentatious, steeped in age-old tradition with ivy-covered walls, torch-lit gardens, and the scent of orange blossoms lingering in the warm evening air. Gold-lined lanterns floated in the courtyard pool as we arrived, and the staff greeted us with bows deep enough to impress even royalty from the North. Alpha Rian and Luna Alina stood at the top of the marble steps, radiating the composed elegance of true leadership. “Alpha Paul, Luna Lexie! Thank you for honouring us with your presence.”I gave a respectful nod, while Paul offered a grin that was both polite and perfectly confident. “We’re grateful for the invitation. It's been a beautiful week here.”Luna Alina gave me a knowing smile, eyes crinkling. “You both look like the holiday has been treating you very well.”Paul’s fingers brushed lightly against the small of my back. “Couldn’t be better!”He replied, and I bit back a smile. We were esco
