I Am The Luna

He reaches up, picking a strand of wet hair from my face before cupping my face. and kissing my forehead softly.

His actions are confusing me. Why is he so calm?

“When did you figure it out?” I ask him curiously.

“It wasn’t hard, especially when you do the math. Somehow… I now complete the Sable Triquetra.”

Our eyes meet and I shake my head. “It doesn’t matter. It means nothing. We need to stay together. As long as we stay together, we’ll be fine.” I grip his wrists, hoping he understands. He has to understand.

“Are you reassuring me or yourself?” he asks quietly.

I look at him sharply, frowning. “Neither, I’m just stating facts,” I say firmly, trying to hide the fear I am feeling.

Why is he acting so… casual about it?

He caresses my face and smirks faintly. “It’s less painful when you’re in denial… even if it’s a lie,” he murmurs.

“Bastian, don’t speak like that,” I say. “You’re scaring me.”

His smirk fades, and he looks down at me with concern.

“I’m sorry… but know that no matter what choices lie ahead, that I will always love you. That won’t change.” Once again, it sounds like a final reassurance, and I shake my head.

“No. I don’t know. You will need to tell me every day.” I say firmly.

For a moment we’re both silent, although there are a thousand things to say before he releases my face and instead leans over and takes a chocolate. He brings it to my lips and when I part my lips, before I can even bite down, he retracts his hand and pops it into his mouth.

“Bastian!” I say, splashing him.

He smirks, taking another.

“Sorry, I just changed my mind.” He holds it to my lips apologetically and I roll my eyes, opening my mouth, only for him to pull back just as I almost bite into it.

“Bastian!” I growl as he tosses the chocolate into his own mouth.

+25 BONOS

He smirks, about to take another when I swat his hand away and shove one in my mouth. “I don’t need you to feed me.”

“Oh, are you sure?” he taunts as I make to stand, only for him to yank me down, making water splash everyone and I gasp when I slam into his chest.

The feel of his firm chest against my breasts sends pleasure through me.

“Yes, I’m sure!” I snap, trying to focus as I look up at him.

He wraps his arms around me, and I relax into his arms.

“Open up,” he commands, in that same voice that gets my pussy clenching. I tilt my head giving him a glare as he holds a chocolate truffle to my lips.

“I don’t trust you.”

“Then try to.”

I roll my eyes as I open my mouth, expecting him to pull away, but this time he doesn’t, and I take a bite out of it. He pecks my lips, his tongue flicking across my lips before he pulls back and waits for me to swallow before feeding me the other half.

“I’ll forgive you this time,” I say, resting my head against his chest. The steady beating of his heart is soothing.

“Good…” he says.

We’re silent for a moment and I’m almost drifting off when he speaks.

“Zaia.”

“Mm?” I reply sleepily.

“My biological father is Gerard King.”

Any sleep that was lulling me into its folds vanishes as his words ring in my head and my head snaps up to stare at him, my blood running cold.

Gerard is Sebastian’s father? Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g