All Chapters of The Luna He Never Loved: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

It had to be the most beautiful lovemaking she had ever experienced, lovemaking she had never thought Andrei was capable of. But he rocked her world with his passion and tenderness, sliding easily inside her as his lips travelled over her wet skin with a light, loving touch. She was instantly reaching her completion, her wolf rumbling her ecstasy as they made love to their mate for the first time as a fully mated pair. She couldn't hold back the rising crescendo which was threatening to crash over her, moaning loudly against Andrei's lips. His breath rushed out in a harsh, ragged pant as his wolf took him tumbling swiftly towards his climax. The wealth of emotions rocking through him stunned him as did the strange swelling that suddenly started growing at the base of his cock. Loretta felt his knot start to grow and her heart faltered, crashing loudly inside her chest. "Push it all the way in," she ground out desperately. "Don't worry about hurting me, just put it inside me."

She hated that he was angry with her but she held her ground. She instinctively wanted to give in to him so he would smile at her again, kiss her until she was breathless and then make passionate love to her. But she knew they were still working out the dynamics of their relationship and despite having needed him so much after the death of her family, she was ready to stand on her own two feet again. She had been a strong wolf before the war. She'd had aspirations at the time to one day work her way up to be someone the Alpha Bitch could rely on, could count on to help her with her pack duties. Maybe one day that could still happen once she integrated back into the pack properly. It wouldn't happen if Nors had his way all the time and kept her chained to his side and in his bed the way he appeared to want to. "Nors, you have to understand," she started to say only for him to cut her off with a low, angry growl which made her sigh deeply and square her shoulders more firmly. "I d

Freya was wild to her very core and always had been. She was a lot tamer than she once was. In the first five centuries of her life as a vampire she had been almost impossible to tame, sailing so close to the wind that the Council at the time had been debating on whether to order her execution. He had been warned by Caleb that the possibility was being discussed. He had immediately taken his sister off to a remote place and chained her in a ten foot by ten foot cell where he left her alone for a week. It had been a pretty extreme thing to do but he had known he needed something extreme to get through to her just how off the rails she had become. She had cursed and screamed at him, spewing hatred and vile words which cut him deeply when he came back for her a week later. He had let her feed from him, enough to sustain her and then he had left her for a second week. He had stayed close. Keeping a careful watch on her unobtrusively as she ranted and shrieked her hatred at him. Agai

Freya wanted the ground to open up and swallow her. For some reason Caleb's censure was cutting her deeply and she didn't know where to look. Nors had been so frightened for her he had cried? She could remember that time as if it had happened only yesterday. It was ingrained in her memory, all the hurtful spiteful things she had said to him as he had fought to keep her alive. "I'm sorry," she whispered, her face flushing scarlet as she raised her eyes to meet Caleb's. His golden brown eyes were hard and unforgiving. "It's not me who deserves the apology," he answered coldly, standing up quietly. "Tell Nors I'll catch up with him later." He walked out of the office leaving her sitting in her own misery. If she redeemed herself he would make an effort to readjust his current opinion of her. If she didn't, then he would make sure she never again interfered in his friend's life. Freya sat for a long time in the small office, her head bent as she mulled over everything Caleb had said

Loretta was waiting for him, resting against a tall tree on the forest floor, just outside the compound boundary. Her face was so pale that for a moment he thought the unthinkable and was flying out the car and was at her side in an instant. Her eyes opened and she smiled weakly at him. "You took your time," she managed to get out weakly. "Why didn't you go to Luke?" he demanded, his tone so sharp because of his concern. He picked her up gently, cradling her tenderly against his chest as his eyes intently roamed her pale face, his heart thumping painfully hard in his chest as she rested weakly against him. "I didn't want him asking if anything out of the ordinary had happened recently," she murmured softly, closing her eyes and sighing with relief that he had her safely in his arms. She felt so much better just having him close. She shamelessly leaned on her mate's strength feeling calmer that he was there to protect her. "Of all the stupid, idiotic reasons I've heard for not