I Am The Luna

ZADE.

Holding back was a task I have been failing at from the very first time I saw her on that battlefield. The moment I gazed into those doe–shaped eyes, even my stone heart was intrigued by my goddess–given mate.

Awakened by the hope that the Goddess whose trust in me was waning – had not forgotten me, but before I could even revel in the joy of having found her, she screamed at me… hating me for killing her lover… and that contempt never changed. But tonight, seeing her approach me, there’s a change.

Something in our dynamics isn’t the same.

Even I can read the mood. Whether she just wants a distraction or was feeling horny, I really don’t care. If she wants to play, I’m game. If she wants me, I’m down for that. I want her too.

A breathless sigh escapes me when I reluctantly pull away to allow her to breathe. The scent of her is intoxicating and irresistible, and it clouds my senses. Her fingers entwine in my hair, grazing my neck and sending shivers of pleasure down my spine like I have never felt before. Pleasure that is rushing to my dick and the intense desire for her only grows.

She looks into my eyes, batting those sexy ones of hers, our noses brushing and this moment- this is a moment I will never forget..

She gazes into my eyes, her seductive eyes fluttering, her lashes kissing her cheeks and our noses brushing in an electrifying moment. The outside light casts a bewitching glow on her face, half veiled in shadows, filling her dreamy eyes. with the allure of a seductress.

The taste of desire and hunger hangs thick in the air.

Every touch, every caress, sends a surge of heightened sensations through my body. The warmth of her touch and the tantalising zing of our breaths intertwining create an intoxicating dance between us.

In that fleeting moment, the world dissolves into oblivion, leaving only the magic of the present etching itself into the tapestry of my most precious memories – Rare and few.

I claim her lips once more and she whimpers, her entire body moving against mine and that’s when she lithely jumps up and hooks her legs around my waist.

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Fuck…

“Zade…” she whimpers when I bite down on her neck, relishing in the feel of skin… against my lips. I’m not going fast or rough, but there’s enough pain to make her moan louder. I’m allowing her to feel and enjoy every touch and caress…

I’ve been with women, kissed and fucked them, deriving pleasure from them for my own satisfaction. But tonight, it’s not about a woman; it’s about pleasuring a goddess. And I am trying to show her that I desire her in a language devoid of words because I’ll never have the right words to ever say how I feel.

We’re worlds apart, even if she was made for me. Perhaps another of the Goddess’s mistakes. Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

I slide my hand under her shirt, caressing her as she whimpers breathlessly, running her tongue along my lips, and I part them, allowing her to slip it into my mouth and I suck hard on it, making her moan.

She kisses me harder, sucking in her stomach as my hands run up her waist, brushing the side of her breasts and that’s when she lets go of me, holding herself fucking perfectly with her legs around my waist as she lifts her arms, staring at me with lust filled eyes and I don’t waste time in pulling her top off, tossing it aside as I rake my eyes over her body.

She’s beyond perfect, with a body to go crazy over and tonight it’s mine to please, or as far as she lets me go…

“Like what you see?” she asks, her cheeks tinted with a hue of pink as she cups my face.

“Like doesn’t really cut it,” I murmur huskily.

She bites her lip as she yanks me closer, our lips about to meet when I hear the doorbell ring on her side.

“Ignore it.” She whispers, her lips grazing mine when a voice reaches. us, and I kiss her willingly.

–

“I’m right outside her apartment. Don’t worry, I’m fine… I’ll call her she’s home, the lady I spoke to said she got back from work not long ago… She might be in the bathroom. Relax.”

“Shit!” Valerie whispers, her eyes flying open as reality seems to hit her she looks between us, and it feels like a punch in the gut when she quickly lets go, jumping down and looking horrified

“What am I doing?” she whispers to herself.

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A mistake.

Of course, it would be. What was I expecting?

“Relax, just tell her you’re on your way,” I say, trying to not let my emotions.

show as she grabs her shirt and rushes to my bathroom.

“I need to wash your scent off me,” she hisses, panicked.