All Chapters of The Luna He Can’t Have: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

o…” Jeremy drawls.I lift my head from my phone and meet Jeremy’s eyes over the rim of my coffee cup early the next morning.We’re in the spacious white marble and stainless-steel kitchen, sitting opposite each other on the island instead of in the more formal dining room.It felt too much like we’d be having a romantic breakfast when Jeremy asked whether I wanted to sit in there, so I told him I preferred the kitchen.After my nightmare, I’m still warming myself up to the idea of breakfast, although Jeremy demolished a couple of scrambled egg and sausage burritos with what looked like half a bottle of sriracha.He gazes back at me expectantly, his cup sitting on the table in front of him.“So?” I repeat coolly when he says nothing else.The next several seconds pass in silence, and when I don’t fill it, Jeremy’s lips quirk in a quick grin. “I’m heading to the old Merrick house. I want to check out the land before making an offer on it.”My stomach cramps at the thought of going with

Hours later, we’re back at the rental, and I’m still stewing about Jeremy making me miss my call.Even though I spoke with Paulo and learned the news wasn’t good, the fact I missed it at all is something I can’t let go.But since Jeremy has been on the phone to the realtor about the Merrick property, and I was too angry to talk to him in the truck on the way back, I haven’t had an opportunity to unload on him.But I will. It’s definitely coming.Thinking it’ll help me calm down, I head for the back porch because being inside with Jeremy is too much for me to handle right now.Every time I see his face, I want to kill him, and his scent is pissing me off because even after he took my phone, I still find it—and him—attractive.I pace back and forth, grumbling under my breath all the while. Then I spin, about to pace the other direction, when I halt at the sight of something in the trees.Eyes.There, in the forest, someone is staring at me.I stare back, unable to believe what I’m seein

“When you said we were going somewhere less exposed, I didn’t think you were talking about the most expensive hotel in town,” I say.I feel Jeremy’s eyes track me, the way they have since we arrived at the hotel several minutes before.I wander around the large room, avoiding glancing at the king-size bed, which sits a few feet from a wall of glass leading out to a balcony about half the size of the room itself.Although I give the impression of being focused on exploring the room, I’m more concerned about keeping my distance from Jeremy whenever he ventures too close.Since he pinned me down in the bed back at the rental, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about him doing it again. But this time with both of us naked.I should’ve known it was only a matter of time before those urges would wake up after all the hot sex we had in Chicago.Back in Dawley, I was fine because I had my vibrator. But here? Even if I could’ve snuck it in my luggage without Talis or Regan seeing, it isn’t l

Rain rips me from the black nothing.It’s impossible to know how much time passes because all I’m conscious of is pain.But at least I’m not alone.As I drift in and out of an ocean of pain, Jeremy is always there, holding my hand, curving his body around mine, telling me to hold on, that it won’t hurt for much longer.And even though I know painkillers and drugs don’t work on us shifters, it doesn’t stop me from begging for them anyway.Whatever Jeremy says is swept away before I can grab onto it like a lifeline, but it doesn’t matter. All that matters is he’s holding me, pressing his lips against my brow, and there’s a burning intensity in his eyes that tells me he’d kill the world if it would stop me from hurting.I sink back into blackness. Away from the pain, which I’m relieved about, and away from Jeremy, which I’m strangely reluctant to.When I blink my eyes open, the sunlight streaming in through the open balcony windows tells me it’s a new day.The air smells fresh and clean,

For several seconds, he stares down at me, an inscrutable expression on his face.“I dreamed of this, you know. You and me, just like this. You lying beneath me, all that beautiful golden hair spread out on my pillow and you staring up at me with that look in those incredible blue eyes.”I swallow. “What look?”He lowers his head. “The look that says you’re mine,” he murmurs against my lips, and then he thrusts.Moaning, I arch my back as my inner muscles fight to adjust to his size.He eases away before driving into me, my hips rising to meet his.His body plunges into mine with increasing force as I tug at his hands, holding my wrists to the bed.“Jeremy, let go,” I gasp, fighting to break his hold.At my words, Jeremy peels his eyes open, and I see they’ve gone wolf. He slams into me again.“You’re mine,” he snarls. “Submit.”“Let go,” I snarl back, even as I lift my hips to meet each of his thrusts. “I won’t submit.”When he bends his head, his kiss is hard, angry. “You will.”He