SLAVES TO THE MOON BOOK 1 : DENYING BRADY

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Brady didn’t rush it. He sank low his chest touching my back before he tilted my face and lightly caressed my lips with his; slowly he pulled away our eyes locking in fevered understanding as he slowly pushed himself inside me.

I felt my face strain, and the way in which Brady’s breath shuddered sent a searing sharp bolt of desire for him to rock through my chest and on its own accord my back arched; stomach on the bed as my ass lifted to his slow but firm penetration. Brady groaned and clung what was left of his nails deeper into my hips and neck as his body trembled, slowly pushing in deeper.

I gasped; I was completely overridden with pain and desire crocheted in one.

Nevertheless, my fiancé was an exceptional lover.

“Am I hurting you?” his voice husky and low as he rubbed his big hands soothingly down my spine, then gripped my hip and ass in a firm warm hold. I raised my face and urged him down for a kiss with tongue, it was answer enough.

This time he kissed the nape of my neck, then slipped out of me and shifted my body so we were about to now smash face to face, just how I liked it.

I combed my shaky fingers through his dark lustrous hair, tugging on his bottom lip, cupping his handsome desire etched face in both my hands kissing him with all of me as he buried his flesh inside me. Desire led me to-no that’s too of a light word-desire drove me to slip the rest of his hard muscle inside me. The action making my ring clench around him so hard my eyes rolled back.

I gasped in his mouth as he groaned on my neck.

He groaned again, his hold on me growing warmer and stronger as he started to pace.

My body shuddered; I bit into my bottom lip to curb the quivering.

He ran his fingers through my strands breathing hot breaths of pleasure in my ear as he smoothly rotated his hips in circular motions without thrusting. My hips knew to dance with him and the feeling was a thrilling suspended, delicious, titillating...

Long gasp!

“Brady.” I moaned

“Say my name again.” he breathed, his breath falling on my ears warm, husky and entirely stroking my desire, even more, hand twisting my nipples.

“Brady!” a louder moan sang from my lips and I clung onto his firmly built shoulder blade and rear, urging him to move along with my hips to a more urgent pace.

He groaned a small punch to his circular rotation and I fucking lost my mind.

My back arched and he slipped his hand under me, his other hand crossing on my back to pull me in for a chest clenching kiss, I couldn’t stay faithful to the kiss, not with the cries and moans he was driving out from me. I threw my head back, eyes closed completely and utterly putty in his big strong capable hands.

Brady buried his nose in the crook of my neck his thrusts coming with that regular, intense punch. One of my arms curled under his and pulled his ear closer to my lips.

I licked, nipped then finally swallowed his ear in my mouth jutting my wet tongue in it, the cold of his ear gave my hot; needy mouth something I didn’t know I needed. I felt his body slow down and tremble with its muscles on top of mine, and then with urgency, he began to thrust a fraction harder into me.

“Deeper!” I cried.

He complied, pushing out and jutting in me harder and deeper. “Like that?” his voice came out in a low, husky whisper, its easy gravel falling to my ears like a smooth, new black velvet sending electro tones to ripple through my spine.

"Mhm” his flesh in mine was beyond delicious, and I licked my salivating lips at the sweet sensation on my spot “Yea just like that,” I answered as I arched my back, raking my fingers to his rear urging him to pull into me with faster urgency.

Brady clung to my neck leaving searing but pleasuring bites on his perfect mark of possession on me then his warm mouth enveloped my ear and I moaned “Brady!” he sucked on my ear, then dipped his tongue inside swirling it with the same rotational urgency he was fucking me with.

It only made me cry more, he knew it would only make me cry more.

I became a fucking moaning mess below him, my body was writhing under his exceptional skills in bed I had half a mind to wonder where he could have possibly mastered that but when our eyes met, when his beautiful blue eyes met mine I was overcome with emotion, so much emotion I couldn’t bottle it up or wait for another time to tell him the truth again “I love you.”

“I love you”, I repeated; hugging his head into my neck, hot stinging tears burning in my closed eyes, I could feel it coming.

Brady shoved in harder, faster, deeper the bed hitting the headboard with more rocks “I love you more.” he said his breath clattered with heavy pants.

My hips pumped “I love you infinity...now....Uh...uhm...fuck me please...more.” And so was my breathing.

Brady’s ripped abs flexed under my hands with sexual ecstasy, his breathing erratic, firm body locking mine in place. Holding me tight as he fucked me perfectly into orgasm then I collapsed on the bed, spilling on us both, my strength weakened from the high of athletic sex.

Soon after he finished himself off merely seconds after me, delightfully seeding in me Brady Victrolli collapsed beside me on the bed.

Comfortable silence impregnated the room save for our heavy pants from the intense three rounds of sex we’d been engaged in since morning. It was barely through the afternoon and it seemed we were on the way to spending the whole day nestled inside with sex and conversation as our only activity.

Not that I’m complaining.

Brady hugged me snug to his chest, fingers stroking my hips and chuckled “We do have great sex don’t we?”

I turned to face him, stroking his strong, capable arms “It’s our chemistry, off the charts hot.” I agreed with him. “I love you.” I blurted with full meaning, it was very important to my core that he believed me, like really believe and trust me.

Moons like that night made me needy and really emotional.

He kissed my forehead, then smiled that heart-stopping, dashing smile of his that infected my entire being with lace delicate emotions then kissed me, whispering into my mouth “I love you too babe and happy anniversary.”

I squeezed my eyes shut for a moment “Do you believe that I really am sorry about what I did back then?” I didn’t mean to bring it up. I just needed his forgiveness. It hurt me that I had put him through so much, and for a part of me, that didn’t regret it a larger, full part me regretted my strategy.

“Yes, baby. I told you to put that behind us.”

I fell into his blues they were so easy to fall into, cupped his cheek, tracing the outline of his hairline and sharply shaped five o’clock beard in my hands remembering how it felt against my own cheeks when kissing. I lowered my hands and intertwined them with his, then brought them up for a kiss on each of the knuckles and to his chest “Yes, but here...deep in there, have you really really forgiven me and Dani?”

His hand gripped my hip and sunk to squeeze my rear close to him “I promise I have, and now we will put it behind us even when we argue.” pause “Let’s make this deal again never to bring up each other’s past.” another pause, lit with a smile “Especially around our kids.”

I draped a hand over my eyes “What?” I couldn’t believe the blush that was rushing from beneath me “We’re not even married yet, Brady.”

“Yet, your parents gave me their blessings.”

“Will yours, give me...”

Brady kissed the tip of my nose “They already did.”

I could feel a crestfallen look sit on my face, Brady was only days away from his coronation as Alpha and there was a great divide with the pack on whether I made a worthy mate for him, and they had every right to wonder, I had denied him multiple times, humiliated him in front of masses and I had escaped pretty according to most.

“What if the pack, refuses to...”

“Malik, I love you. You were given to me by the gods themselves heavens forbid if I let any mortals or weres come between us. I love you all the same.” He gave me a wet peck on the lips “forever and always.” he kissed me slowly, I could just about taste the truth and love on his tongue ’Our kids too.”

I laughed “Stop with that kids?”

He rose a brow “Yes kids, you don’t want kids? I want a giggly little girl maybe even a warrior son...hell we might get both and ...”

“Oh I love kids,” I cut his daydreaming off “And there’s nothing I want more than to give you an heir but look...I’m a guy, you’re a guy and last I checked. The limit does exist, babe.”

He continued to massage my rear end “I’m aware love; I was thinking surrogacy though seems perfect for us.”

I agreed wholeheartedly, I just wanted him to be the one to suggest it first and he knew it but before either of us could say more my Phone screen lit up the dimmed room.

“Who is it?” Brady asked his teeth lightly grazing at the skin on my shoulder.

I giggled leaning back into his warmth and at the sedating sensations of his teasing. Judging by the hardness pressed against my backside he was ready for another round. “Evan looks like Tyler and Greg told him who I hired for the bar service tonight,” I replied floored by the duo’s childishness.

“Ye well ’bout time he does. Now...how about you service me?” That was the last sober thing Brady said to me before he divulged into both our desires one more time.


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