Chapter 127

Book:Craving My Ex Luna Published:2024-12-1

Laura’s POV
I was in my room alone. A part of me was tingling. My wolf was wild the whole time.
I was dressed in a sexy lingerie. My legs and hairs were neatly shaved and the strong smell of perfume filled the room.
I had a feeling that he was coming. I couldn’t explain how but I just knew it. A part of me knew that he knew that I had gotten the document successfully. All that was left was for him to come over and get it from me.
The thought of it made me shiver with delight. I would finally see my mate. I would finally know who he was.
I stood in the mirror for the umpteenth time, admiring myself. I had bought this pair specially for him.
Dante had seen me in all the other ones that I had. That bastard was history to me and I was more than ready to move on with my lover, the one the Goddess had paired me with.
I fixed my hair and moved my hips sluttily. Another shiver rippled through my body. I couldn’t believe how much I craved…
The lights went out and my room was plunged into darkness. My heart skipped a beat and my breathing became frantic. He was here. I knew it. He was here.
All was silent around me and I quietly sat on the edge of my bed, waiting. There was no Moon out. The night was starless and cloudy.
Fuck! Bad timing.
I held my breath and waited. I could hear footsteps coming up the stairs.
His delicious scent tickled my nostrils as he grew closer and closer to my door.
I turned to the dressing table to make sure that the document was still where I had left it: in a brown envelope, ready for pick up.
The door opened slightly and my breathing stopped.
I peered into the darkness and was able to catch a glimpse of a dark silhouette walking towards me.
My senses were overridden. I couldn’t think. Every sensation in my body was jumbled up.
“Mate.”
His deep voice made me swoon. I could feel a moan slowly rising in my throat. His voice was deep and seductive. The way he addressed me, called my name made my legs tremble and go numb.
“You’re…you’re here.”
I was barely able to speak. My entire face was hot and flushed. I tried to use my werewolf vision to get a better look at him but I was in disarray. My wolf was leaping madly in my head and howling just as wildly.
I felt him take a step closer to me and I was compelled to stand up.
There was no contact between us for a few minutes. I spent those few minutes relishing his touch and the taste of his lips.
Suddenly, a hand reached out and grabbed my waist. I was pulled closer to him and soon I was against his hard chest.
His scent mixed with his perfume made me heady. My legs trembled even more and I could barely think or hold myself up.
I felt his lips envelop mine with greedy passion as if he had been starved of me for days.
My body relaxed and enjoyed his tongue dipping in and out of my mouth and the spicy taste that hung on his tongue.
His fingers gripped me tight and pressed me closer to his cock, which was straining through the clothing he wore.
“I’ve missed you, Laura. Fuck!”
He whispered those words against my lips and resumed kissing me. I groaned as his hands wandered into my hair and moved to cup my face as he kissed me harder.
I was barely breathing but I loved it. I loved how overwhelmed I felt. I had not felt this way in a long time. Dante had never made me feel this good. Who knew only a stranger in the dark would make me feel such pleasures?
Finally, he pulled away and I was able to gasp and regain my stolen breath.
His grip around my waist didn’t weaken. He pulled me in closer and buried his face in the crook of my neck.
“You smell wonderful mate.”
His words were strained and passionate.
He nibbled my neck gently and I couldn’t hold it in anymore.
“Ahhhhhnn!”
The moan broke through and I surrendered my body to his touch. My hands grabbed his hair and pulled him closer to me.
My skin came alive as his fingers grazed it.
I wanted him. I wanted him desperately.
He stopped and partial sanity returned to me.
I reeled myself in and peered at his supposed face in the pitch darkness. He was supposed to show himself to me once I had gotten the documents. He hadn’t forgotten, had he?
He released me slightly and made me sit down on the edge of the bed. I felt the pressure as he sat down beside me.
Hid hand held mine and the other stroked my face tenderly.
“Did you get the documents?”
I gulped and nodded. Fuck! What was I doing? It was dark. He couldn’t see me nodding.
“Yes, I did.”
I stood up and walked to the dressing table. I felt around for the envelope and found it.
“Here it is.”
I gave it to him and he held it in his hands for a minute.
“What are you going to do with it?” I asked softly.
He kissed my forehead and I felt my soul melt. Even after he pulled away, I could still feel his soft lips there.
“I have been thinking about it for a while and I think that it is best that keep it. I’ll tell you what to do with it.”
His voice changed a bit and he seemed a bit amused.
“I forgot to talk about your fake pregnancy reveal to Dante. It was very creative, my Laura.”
He stroked my face and I whimpered at his touch.
“Dante has been beside himself. But you do know that he will find out soon and the consequences that come after will be great. You will be scorned.”
My confidence returned briefly.
“I don’t care. He has scorned me enough already. There is nothing that he can say or do to me that will break me now.”
I felt his warm lips press against mine. His kiss swept me off my feet and I groaned against his lips.
Why did he taste so good?
“You are an amazing woman, Laura. Your decoy bought me enough time and we can continue the next phase of our plan…”
He held my hand tightly and squeezed it affectionately.
“… together.”
I was lost for words. How could one man be so enticing? I had even seen his face and I was certain that I was in love with him.
“However, I didn’t come here to talk about business,” he said huskily.
He drew closer to me. His hands cupped my face and the other one rested suggestively on my clean-shaven legs.
“I have one question for you mate…”
His thumb brushed against my lips. Fuck! I was tempted to suck on it like a hungry child.
“… How wet are you for me?…”