Resisting the Moon (Royal Shifters #2)(23)

His grip tightened and he closed his lips over mine. I could barely breathe, but I knew he needed it. His erection pressed into me and he rocked me against it, his fingers digging into my hips.

“I need you so f*cking bad,” he growled, sliding his lips down my neck. Fisting his hands in my shirt, he ripped it apart and tossed it on the floor, groaning when he sucked a nipple between his teeth.

I gasped and leaned my head back, my whole body trembling from his touch. I needed him inside of me. Sliding my hands down his smooth, bare chest, I stopped at his pants and freed him. He lifted me up and kicked his pants to the floor before setting me back down. Moaning, I rubbed my wetness all over him, loving the way he growled deep in his chest at my movements. Raising my hips, I slid down onto him inch by inch, until he was all the way in. He filled me completely, stretching me to the point of pain.

Gripping the back of my neck, Sebastian pulled me to him, ravishing me with his lips. “You have no idea how long I’ve waited for this.”

I slid up and down his length, the delicious ache sending tremors throughout my body. The connection between us opened, and instead of seeing red, I saw visions of me, laughing and smiling—Sebastian’s memories of me. I could feel his need to protect me and how hard it was for him not to force his claim on me.

Holding him tight, I rode him as hard as I could, loving the sound of his groans. I was so close to the edge. His teeth grazed along my neck, but I grasped his face, drawing him to my lips. “I’m not ready for that,” I whispered breathlessly.

Eyes flashing, he drew his fangs back. “I need to feel all of you, love.”

I kissed him again. “You will. Just give me a little more time.”

Gripping a handful of my hair, he held me to his lips and pushed his body up into me hard. My whole body tightened around him and I let go, screaming out my release. He grunted and gripped the side of my hip, holding me down as he came inside me. I leaned forward, resting my forehead to his and smiled. He was happy; I could feel it and see it in his mind.

Wrapping his arms around my waist, he lifted me up and stood.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

His eyes bored into mine and I shivered. “Taking you to bed. I’m not done with you yet.”



I could barely move the next morning, as the entire night before was spent in an orgasmic haze. Sebastian hadn’t been kidding when he’d said he wasn’t done with me. His scent was all over the sheets, but when I reached for him, he wasn’t there. Opening my eyes, I sat up and listened. His mind was shut off from me, but I could hear him outside on the porch, tapping a finger on the wooden railing.

Sliding out of bed, I grabbed a blanket and wrapped it around my body. When I got downstairs, I saw him outside on the deck, bare-chested, wearing only a pair of pants. The snow fell all around him, his whitish-blond hair covered in flakes. Something was wrong; I could feel it. It was almost like the awkwardness after a one night stand, only I’d never had one of those to compare. Taking a deep breath, I opened the door and stepped out. He didn’t move.

“Sebastian?”

He glanced over his shoulder. “Good morning, love.”

“What’s wrong?” I walked up and stood beside him, my shoulder brushing his skin.

He leaned over the railing on his elbows and looked at me. “Why didn’t you want me to taste your blood last night? Are you afraid of me getting in your head?”

Averting my gaze, I focused on the woods, ashamed of my fears. “The last thing you need to worry about are my insecurities, especially while you’re battling your own issues. It’s not fair.”

“That’s not it, Tyla. There’s something else. What is it?”

Blowing out a sigh, I turned to face him, his piercing blue eyes seeing right through me. “When I took your blood yesterday, there wasn’t a vision. From what I’ve heard, you’re supposed to see visions of a glorious future together after the first exchange. I didn’t get that.”

His jaw tensed. “What did you see?”

“Blood, darkness, pain. Bailey says it could’ve been your thoughts overpowering the moment, but I don’t know. Having you, then losing you, would kill me. I’m afraid of what I’ll see when you take my blood.”

My eyes burned, and I tried and failed at blinking back the tears. Sebastian pulled me into his arms, my face resting against his chest. His strong heartbeat was music to my ears. “Don’t you think I’m scared too?”

“Of what?” I asked.

He pulled back and cupped my face in his hands. “We don’t know if it’s me hindering our visions, or if it’s our true future. Whatever happens, it doesn’t necessarily mean it’s you losing me. What if I’m the one who loses you? As your mate and protector, I don’t want to fail.”

“You won’t. It’s not in your blood.”

A sad smile spread across his lips. “But I would rather die knowing I had a few happy moments with you, than nothing at all. You have no idea how much last night helped me.”

I placed my hands over his and smiled as the blanket slid down my body. “It helped me too.” Leaning up on my toes, I pressed my lips to his. Our future was unknown, but he had a point. I’d rather have a few happy moments with him than nothing at all.

“The full moon is coming soon.” His hands cupped my backside, holding me against the bulge in his pants. “I want to complete the bond.”