Luna

Chapter 44

Matthew

I've been fighting to stay in control since Theo's not-so-subtle implication towards her. Fighting to take it slow with her and make this a long memorable night. But the urge to claim her is slowly winning, bringing forward the hungry animalistic wolf ready to claim his stake with much viciousness.

Conall is roaring in my head, demanding we sink our aching canines on the nape of her neck where our mark belongs. My cock is throbbing painfully, needing to be inside her, needing to fill her delicious sex and to be wrapped around the walls that it calls home. And my heart is beating for this woman - my Hope.

"I love you, Matt," her sweet voice sounds, completing this broken soul, and that's all it takes for my hunger, need, and control, to break loose.

Today is the day we become one.

Hope

For a moment after I say the three magic words, time seems to stand still. Above me, Matt stares into my eyes with unequivocal love. Love reserved just for me.

Unmoving, I feel vulnerable and naked, yet comfortable under his unwavering gaze. A gaze that sees past all my insecurities and wraps me in this cocoon of warmth and contentment. Dressing my nakedness with the promise of abundant happiness.

Still positioned between my legs, he lowers himself gradually, making sure not to put all his weight on me, and takes my lips onto a journey of a slow passionate kiss. A kiss filled with heat and desperation, yet he controls it with remarkable will.

His teeth nip at my bottom lip gently, followed by the caress of his soothing hot tongue, asking for entrance into my mouth, and I grant it immediately while my hands move around his neck and into his hair. A satisfying groan rumbles through his chest and into my mouth as he grinds his very naked pelvis into mine, his hard length grinding pleasurably against my sex, and I moan in pure satisfaction.

Our tongues lead in a heated battle of urgency as we move desperately against each other, and a chorus of moans fills the room. His hand moves purposefully against my skin, causing delicious waves of pleasure and tingles at every crook and curve of my body. Then it cups and massages my breast before his searing hot tongue laps at my hardened peak.

"Matt," I whisper breathlessly as I arch my back, pushing more of myself into his mouth, and he unexpectedly halts his movements, a result causing insurmountable frustration from myself.

He crawls up to look at my face, his eyes darkened by pleasure, and searches my face for what I can only guess are any signs of hesitation and discomfort as Conall's golden eyes peer through his eyes. Nodding my head slowly, I place a reassuring kiss on his lips which is all it takes to come out of his trance and position himself at my entrance.

Time seems to stand still as he watches me. His eyes flashing with beautiful gold specs, then, in one swift movement, he buries himself into my moist wet sex, stretching me out and filling me completely. A gasp leaves my mouth at the sensation. Both pleasure and pain filling me for the first time, and my brain moves to replace my terrible past with this moment right here.

A tickle of a lone tear running down my face brings me back to reality, and I catch a glimmer of sadness and doubt on Matt's face as his eyes watch me intently, his body frozen in motion. My lips stretch into a wide smile, and I cup his face with my hands, my thumbs caressing his cheeks gently as I reassure both him and Conall that I'm okay. I'm good.

Picking up on this, he lowers his head and captures my lips in a heated kiss and begins rocking his hips in a slow dance. His length moving slowly within my sex, filling me with insurmountable pleasure.