HOLDEN: Book Two of The Dark Moon Series

Chapter 18

Raelynn's POV

Waking up in Naal's arms felt so good I faked being asleep for as long as I could. From the smell of his skin to the way he holds me just right so I'm not uncomfortable. He's perfect. Last night was perfect. And so crazy.

As I sat in the room wallowing in my own self-pity it dawned on me that unlike Luka Naal was there for me, waiting patiently to do anything he could to make me feel better. It's what he always does no matter the situation and it's what I always needed.

So when he asked me what I wanted I knew that it was him. There was no one else but him on my mind at that time and the look of his lips so full and inviting was my undoing. Did I think we were going to go so far and yet not far at all?

No.

In fact I was praying to God that he would rip off my dress and ravish in me like I knew he wanted to, but he was modest. He was horny and really hard but still modest. He respected my body, my age and my sexual needs all at once without pushing us too far. Everything that happened last night felt so right.

Until he confessed his love for me.

Maybe a part of me knew the truth all along but wouldn't look into it because I was so obsessed with Luka. Realistically I should have noticed it a long time ago. He'd always paid me so much attention and was always caring for my well-being and happiness, more than Luka at times. I should have figured it out that it wasn't just brotherly affection.

Maybe this is what I've been waiting for I mean I want Naal just as badly as I want Luka... I'm sure I do... well I hope I do. Hearing him say those words with such fire and unrelenting passion to me and knowing how badly he'd hoped that I heard what he said... I was so overwhelmed.

Both then and now.

And I still don't know how to respond to it.

"Raelynn? Are you awake?" I force myself to fake a yawn and slowly sit up. By the sound of Naal's chuckle he knows I was awake.

"Good morning." I say trying and failing miserably to sound a little seductive.

I run a hand or better yet I rake a hand through my hair to try and make it neat but I know it must look like a mess. Let alone my breath. How do people wake up in the morning and feel so comfortable in their messes with each other?

"Good morning sweetheart. Did you get a good sleep?" He asks with a knowing grin. I like this naughty side of Naal. It's so uninhibited.

"You know I did." I tell him blushing.

He kisses my burning cheeks and leans forward to kiss me on the lips. I want to pull back and tell him that my bad breath could kill him but I don't. And I don't think it would have stopped him anyways. He kisses me softly and slowly, biting on my lower lip from time to time before licking it. God it's so sensual and sweet that I feel like melting in his arms.

"I love you Raelynn." Naal says kissing me one more time before cupping my cheek. My eyes cast down from his because he's making nervous.

"I love you too." I tell him softly. To my surprise he gets up from the bed and stretches. I was kind of hoping he'd kiss me again.

"Would you like to use the washroom first?" He asks combing his hair with his fingers. In a matter of seconds it's looking flawless again. Wish my hair would be as obedient.