Semua Bab Bound To The Alpha's Heart: His Silver-Eyed Luna: Bab 111 - Bab 120

~ DAMON ~Fuck, the taste of her is so damn addictive that I could keep doing this forever. I want to lose myself in her taste and forget about everything else. It has been two days since her nightmare, and I haven't let her spend a single night without me sitting close to her. I keep holding her against me and constantly covering her with my scent because I cannot stand the thought of that bastard's scent lingering on her body.We had already mapped out a plan to lure Cael out, but then he reached out to the council, and now we're forced to wait. Mom had explained that the relic could also be used to break a false bond if the rightful mate was close enough, and although the word still feels strange on my tongue, I know I will eventually get used to it if I truly want to make peace with everything. The moment I found out that Cael had contacted the council, I knew I had to be there because if there was even the slightest chance of breaking that false bond, I wasn't going to miss it. E

~ DAMON ~She smiles up at me shyly but with a new spark of confidence in her eyes. “I want to take care of you too, Damon. Let me.”Before I can respond, her small, soapy hands slide down my chest, over my abs, and lower. My breath catches when she cups my balls, gently rolling and massaging them in her palms. The slickness from the soap makes every touch smooth and teasing. A deep groan rumbles out of me before I can stop it.“Laia…” I hiss, my head falling back against the tub edge.She wraps one hand around the thick base of my cock, the soap lathering up nicely as she strokes me slowly from root to tip. The warm, slippery friction is torture in the best way. Then she leans forward, her breath ghosting over the head before she takes me into her mouth.Fuck.Her lips stretch around me as she sucks me in, her hand working in perfect rhythm with her mouth, stroking tighter, faster, twisting just a little on the upstroke while her tongue swirls around the sensitive head. The combinati

~ DAMON ~I wake up to something pressing against me. No, not something, someone. That sweet, familiar scent hits my nose, and I'm startled as I take in the entire situation, even in my half-awake state.It's still dark, and through my blurry vision, Laia is sprawled on top of me. Her hands rest across my shoulders, her head is tucked against my chest, and her legs are tangled with mine. Her soft snores fill the room, her warm breaths fanning against my skin.Did I fall asleep? Hell yeah, I did. And not only do I fall asleep, but I do it right here beside her.I don't have any of the usual nightmares keeping me awake. I don't wake up kicking or thrashing around. I sleep like a fucking normal human being.I tighten my arms around her, pulling her even closer, my hand slowly stroking down her bare spine. Fuck, she looks perfect like this. Pressed against me, skin to skin. Once again, I’m more than grateful for the goddess connecting us both.She stirs after a while, a soft little sound

~ LAIA ~His hands rise to cup my cheeks, gently tipping my chin upward until I'm forced to meet his gaze. My silver eyes lock with his gray ones.Immediately, I know something is bothering him. His expression softens, the playful teasing from moments ago fading away. It's strange how easy he is to read now. Before, he always wore that blank, unreadable mask. "Laia," he begins quietly. "I don't want to rush you."My heart squeezes. "But I can't wait to mark you as mine." The words aren't possessive or demanding. If anything, they sound painfully honest."I know you're still recovering from Cael's mark," he continues, his thumb brushing softly across my cheek. "And it'd be selfish of me to ask for that right now. I know that."His jaw tightens. "But it's driving us insane."A humorless chuckle escapes him. "Maddox is restless. He's pacing nonstop, pushing against every bit of control I have." His eyes narrows with frustration. "Some days I worry he might lose that control."His grip

~ DAMON ~Pack training is something I can’t skip. I don’t know when Xaden plans to attack, but when he does, I want my pack to be ready to rip him apart.Laia’s safe at home, even though she put up one hell of a fight about coming with me. I refused. After last night… fuck, she needs rest. It was indeed a wild night, and I'm still surprised I managed to sleep peacefully through it all without any nightmares or sudden wake-ups. I took her hard, over and over, until her voice was hoarse from screaming my name and her thighs trembled uncontrollably around my waist. Her tight little pussy was so swollen and used by the time I finally let her sleep, legs barely able to close.I can still taste her on my tongue. Still feel the way her nails clawed down my back as she begged me to go deeper, to ruin her. My cock twitches at the memory, already half-hard again just thinking about how soaked and desperate she got for me. Her legs must be aching like hell right now, but even that thought onl