THE PERFECT LUNA

She looked at him and he did not take his eyes off her.

Gideon cursed himself inside. She was clearly hurt but all he was thinking about

now was how much he wanted her. The realisation that someone tried to kill his

mate just a few minutes ago was angering him.

And also bringing him pain. He couldn’t lose her. Not like that. Not in any other

way. He couldn’t lose her at all.

“Are you going to use that magical lycan healing of yours?” she taunted him with

one of her brows up and a slight smile on her lips. The lips that he wanted to kiss

so desperately that it was all he could think of now.

“If you will allow,” he leaned lower and touched her shoulder that was already

healing slowly. It pained him that this happened on his watch. The wounds on her

stomach seemed worse but blood stopped dripping already.

Gideon took the piece of fabric that was holding the dress in place and slowly

moved it off her shoulder. His eyes were asking for her permission too.

“Well, it hurts,” she co.cked her head up to meet his gaze and held it until the

end.

“We need to clean you up first,” he said with his hands still on her shoulders, his

thumb making tiny circles on her skin.

“You are the expert in healing,” she tilted her head slightly, “I will trust you with

this one.”

The lycan king lifted the girl in his arms once again and took her to the huge

marble shower room. She threw her shoes away before he placed her on the

cold floor as if she would break if he made the wrong move. The water switched

on, the automatic tropical shower took care of them both before he even

managed to warn her. And now they all were all wet. But it didn’t seem to bother

them.

Standing behind her and feeling the heat that her slender body radiated, Gideon

was afraid to make a wrong move. His large palms slid up her bare back,

hooking the two pieces of fabric that held the whole thing together and sliding

them all the way down to her waist. He could see the blood tainting water at their

feet but he knew that the more he touched her, the sooner she would heal.

And he wanted to touch her badly.

Riannon was conflicted. What the hell was she doing? She did not need this. She

knew very well already that no magical healing existed. So, why didn’t she tell

him to leave? Why was she standing topless with her back to his chest and...

wanted him to do something about it.

And yet... She did not stop him.

She felt his gentle touch on her shoulder first, as his fingers traced her wounds

carefully. The wounds were healing way too fast. It was supposed to be slower.

Not that she wanted to complain about it.

There were other sensations too. New. Pleasant. Alluring.

His palm moved lower, cupping her breast gently. Riannon threw her head back,

resting it on the mighty chest of the lycan. His other hand took the pins out of her

hair, making her blonde locks fall down her back. At the same time, his lips

placed a gentle peck on her shoulder.

Her chest was going up and down as he still held her breast in one hand, tugging

the n**ple between his fingers and making it firm.

“Riannon,” he muttered in her neck as he traced the line of it with his tongue. She

tasted so sweet, the woman he desired more than anything. She didn’t struggle

against him, she didn’t try to stop him. And he knew that he wouldn’t be able to

do that himself.

His hands went down her back, he tried to find the zip of her dress

unsuccessfully. So, when he gave up on that, he tore the wet fabric to relieve her

of the clothes.

The woman in his hands started to breathe heavily, driving him crazy. He knew

that if he made one wrong move, this magical moment between the two of them

would be gone.

He tore off the piece of clothing that he had wrapped around himself, it couldn’t

hide his hardness anymore anyway. Not after he had been so close to her. Not

after she allowed him to touch herself that way.

He took her delicate neck in his large palm and made her turn to look at him,

tracing her lower lip with his thumb.

“Are you sure you want this?” he couldn’t believe that he was asking this

question now, risking her coming to her senses.

“Yes,” was all Riannon said and the next moment she felt his other hand brushing

lightly all the way down her abdomen and in between her thighs, parting them

slightly. He caught the hem of her lace panties and moved it slightly to give

himself access to her core. Gideon teased her folds gently, probing and studying

what was his from the very beginning.

He watched her gaze as he slightly moved her creases apart and thrust one

finger inside of her, moving it back and forth slowly. wasting his chance.

Mars was howling inside of his mind, because never before the two of them were

able to be so close to their mate.

Riannon closed her eyes because it felt so good. It wasn’t like he did something

she never experienced before, but it was the way he did it... As if she was the

most precious thing to him. As if he was afraid to scare her off.

She loved it. She loved how he made her feel about herself. And she loved how

every contact of their skin was bringing her tiny bursts of pleasure.He added

another finger to her, deepening the kiss at the same time. Ria moaned into his

mouth as drops of water were falling all over their bodies.

A soft growl left the lycan king’s chest and something stirred deep inside of her

soul as well.

“More,” she whispered, and he picked up the tempo in teasing her. Warmth and

pleasure were building up inside of her slowly, a sweet feeling of being on the

edge. She felt Gideon showering her shoulders with kisses, paying special

attention to her neck.

“I want you to be mine, Riannon,” he muttered into her ear, tightening his grasp

on her, “ Only mine. No one else’s.”

The words pulsed through her mind at the same time as the cli.max rippled

through her body, as she clenched again and again on his fingers. Ria threw her

head back and relaxed into his chest as he held her tight, not letting her fall down

since her legs were weak now.

She felt his hot breath right on her neck, where her mark was. Even in spite of

water pouring over their heads. His canines grazed over her skin, pressing into it

softly and she... froze.

So did he. He was afraid to move because he lost himself just for a second there

and she noticed. Did she get scared? Or maybe she was excited? He had no

idea but he didn’t want to risk it, so he turned her to face him and then knelt

before her, throwing her thigh over his shoulder before she managed to even say

anything.

He was the mighty and fierce lycan king and he never knelt in his life. Until today.

His mate was the only one who would ever receive the honour of looking down at

him.

He pushed her slightly so that she leaned her back over the marble wall and only

then when he made sure she was secure at all times had he dipped his head in

between her legs.already started building up another. He took his time pleasing

her and Riannon laced her fingers into his hair, tugging on it to make sure he

wouldn’t stop.

But Gideon had no desire to stop. He loved listening to her moans and whimpers.

He loved that he was the one to make her produce those sounds. He loved every

moment of what they were doing.

Ria screamed as she climaxed again and this time she was sure to fall down and

properly hit herself over the hard floor. But he caught her before that, pulling her

closer in his arms. He walked out of the shower cabin and went straight to the

bed, throwing her on top of it.

“Mark. Her,” Mars growled possessively, “MARK: MATE.”

The fight for control was too much. Especially when she lay in front of him

wearing nothing. He looked at her innocent face and swallowed. She had no idea

what kind of fight was going on in his head.

Only now Gideon noticed that her phone was ringing all the time. Something that

she also chose to ignore. They both knew who it was and he never hated anyone

as much as he hated her husband. The man who had what was his and hadn’t

even appreciated it.

He saw his faint mark on her neck. That weakling even couldn’t do that properly!

And all he wanted now was to put his own lycan mark on that neck. To make the

whole world see that this woman was his.

“Do it!” Mars growled possessively and he knew that if he stayed there for at

least one moment, he would obey his wolf and mark her without permission.

“I am sorry,” he grunted and walked out into his own adjacent room, leaving

Riannon alone.

She was disappointed. And she had questions. Just what was that right now? Did

he seriously leave her at a moment like this? When she practically offered herself

to him on a platter?

This was far from over!

Ria jumped off the bed and found a silk robe to wrap around herself hanging over

a huge mirror.

However, this was when she truly felt shocked. All the wounds that she received

today were gone.

But it was impossible! It was too early. She knew very well that something like

that had to

Her eyes darted in the direction of where the lycan king disappeared just

moments ago. “Go to him,” she heard Onyx’s voice inside her mind. And this time

she had no doubts what to do next.