And yet… I am tempted beyond my endurance to stay.It is only partially because of my gnawing hunger.Overall, I find Luna very much to my taste.
Putting the soft scent of her essence aside, Luna’s presence holds out other attractions for me.
Her brilliant red hair twists and bounces like the flames from a dragon.Her strangely multicolored eyes—the flecks of orange, brown, and green all sandwiched together to pass as hazel if someone doesn’t look too close—are always blinking from the flecks of mascara falling into them.The way her cheekbones rise like rosy cushions on either side of her pert nose.
And those plump lips that are simply begging for me to nibble on them.
I never thought of myself as a lyrically-minded creature before, but Luna could turn me into a poet when it comes to describing her beauty.
Finally, I cannot hold back any longer.From the way she has shifted her hips back, I know she is taking great pleasure from the close contact her clitoris has with the rock hard bulge under my pants.There is even a hint of some subtle grinding as she swivels back and forth, thinking I won’t notice.
She has the sexual appetites of a healthy young woman, but they are nothing compared to the starvation roaring inside me.Man and ravenous monster, melded together forever.
Dare I command her to do what I yearn for?And will it be safe for her to indulge my cravings without endangering this special woman?Luna could turn out to be the MC’s most important ally, and I am not about to fuck that up.
Delicately tracing my hand around the side of her face, I stare into those gorgeous patchwork-color eyes.
“What I want from you, Luna, is hardly likely to take the whole night.”
The tight crevice inside her floods with tasty juices as she picks up on my excitement.Luna bites the side of her lower lip with her incisors as she considers what I just told her.
“Shadow, the way I feel right now—it’s probably only going to take a few seconds.At least from my side of things.”
And there’s that cute, sassy smile again.I am guessing that Luna could be a total little firecracker in bed if she wanted to be.I wish I could be the answer to her prayers tonight, but it would be too dangerous.
I must set out some parameters before we proceed.“I think I should warn you.My skin is still cold from riding here without a jacket.”
She runs her hand down my arm, her fingers linger on the mound of muscle under the t-shirt sleeve and then moves to the buckle of my belt.Her fingers pluck at the buckle with impatience.
“Sh- shall we go upstairs?”Luna doesn’t look at me when she says it.
I need Muohta to bark at me if I take this too far.Like the Samoyed, I have fangs.
“Let’s keep things on the couch for now.”Cupping her face between my icy hands, I brush my lips against hers.“I am not going to fuck you, Luna.Let’s make out a little.Take things slow.”
She pouts, which makes her look absolutely adorable.
“I want more.”
A low growling laugh.Her appetites and her insatiable hunger; I am starting to think that Luna just might be my soul mate.But my main objective tonight is for me to shut her previous delightful nightmare visitor out of her mind forever.
“I know you love to be penetrated, Luna, but you’ll have to be satisfied with my tongue and my fingers for now.”
Her pupils dilate as I say the words.She’s right on the edge of excitement, already cocked and locked, ready to come.
My seduction is so much better when a woman meets me halfway.I’ve never liked a timid lover.The bolder, the better.
But I must always,alwaysbe the master.
Slowly, I undo the buttons at the neck of her tank top to expose the cleft of her breasts.The room is chilly enough for her nipples to tighten, but they pucker into hard peaks as my hands slide over the delicate globes of flesh.
“So cold…” But Luna wants me to know she enjoys it.“Like icicles of heat.”
How enticing she is.When Luna whispers the words to try and describe her pleasure it makes the rampant hardness in my pants writhe like a serpent.
“Did you know your pussy can’t feel hot or cold inside it?”Licking the side of her neck, I dare to dream.“It’s sensitive to movement and pressure, but not temperature.”
Letting her head fall back as I run my fingers around the tip of her breasts, Luna gasps.“Mm, don’t tease me.You know how much I long for it.”
