Becoming Luna

Chapter 27. Pregnant and engaged.

EDITED.

I woke up in the attic again and looked around curiously. I sighed, looking at the door. I stood, feeling the breeze got my leg's, looking down I saw I was in a thigh length shirt. No wonder I thought I smelt him.

I looked for my clothes until the door opened and Christian entered carrying a tray of food. I inhaled using my improved senses.

Jam on toast, bacon with pancakes and fresh OJ. I licked my lip's suddenly feeling hungry. He smirked and say the rest down. "I went to get a change of clothes, but heard you move so got your breakfast instead. I shrivelled up my nose in confusion.

"Breakfast?" I asked. I fainted in the afternoon. "You were out for five days, I guess the stress got to you." He shrugged like it was nothing. I looked him over and realised he only had a pair of sweat pants. I blushed profusely and looked down. I heard him chuckle and I turned into a cherry. "You should eat and then I'll take you to a shower and you can freshen up while I change my clothes." He said. I smiled and sat down.

I munched on a piece of bacon and pancake. He smiled and sat down behind me. I gasped as his hand's fell on my shoulder's. I felt his leg's come down either side of me. I tensed as he's got breath warm my ear. "Relax." He whispered and surprisingly I did.

My breath turned into short, fast pants. He massaged my shoulder digging in with his masculine finger's. I let out a breathy moan and he stopped. Mentally scolding myself, I tensed again before a piece of toast was placed on my lips. Opening my mouth, I ate the BlackBerry goodness.

My favourite jam. His hand's continued their sweet torture as I chewed the delicious dark juice covered toast.

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Not a word was uttered as I finished off the last piece of pancake. He kissed my shoulder before withdrawing from me. He held out his hand and I touched it. My whole body heated up more than it already was.

He led me downstairs and across the hallway. He took me to an unfamiliar room and kissed my forehead. Passing me a set of clothes and a toothbrush. "Go shower." He said, pushing me toward his ensuite bathroom. I walked in and left the clothes on a counter as I turned the shower on.

I ran my hand halfway through my hair before the knots got too big. I winced before stepping into the shower. I sighed, humming gently as the heated H2O warmed my back. I looked down to see diet swirling through the drain. I looked around before finding a washing mitt and men's shower gel. Shrugging my shoulders, I poured some onto the mitt and started scrubbing my body softly.

I enjoyed the smell of his soap as I rinsed myself. I then washed my hair with some of his shampoo and stepped out.

I looked around still relishing from the massaging water. I grabbed a towel and dried myself quickly. I unfolded the clothes. I glanced at the casual Tee and basket ball short's. Shaking my head, I slipped the top over my head and tied the strings on the short's tightly. I harshly ran my fingers through my hair flinching and letting out small whimper's. A knock sounded from the door and I looked at it startled. I twisted the handle letting him see me

He suddenly took my face in his hand's. "What happened?" He asked gently. I looked at him confused. "You were whimpering." He whispered. I blushed, looking down. I chuckled. "My hair was knotty, that's all." I whispered. He shook his head. "Don't hurt yourself." He said before lifting my chin and kissing me. I froze and my lip's parted in shock. He pulled me closer.

He started to pull away. I grabbed his hair and pulled him back. He whispered a "Fûck." Before he roughly took over. I moaned as he pulled me roughly forward, banging out bodies together. He stopped pulling away. Our breathing mixed as oh forehead's touched.