I Am The Luna

Once we are done, we carry the stuff downstairs and dispose of it before

returning to the lounge, where I begin placing the wrapped presents under the

tree.

“Weren’t the kids supposed to be asleep ages ago?” Sebastian remarks as he picks up a profiterole popping it into his mouth.

I pause and turn from where I’m kneeling and nod slowly. “They were. It’s quite late, but it’s the holidays. I can’t blame them for staying awake.” I say.

Hmm,” Sebastian replies, with a small nod, but there’s a faint smirk on his face.

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“Nothing really, they were just playing cupid, not sure if you noticed.” He

remarks.

My eyes widen and several moments through the day return to me. Sia loves spending time with her father, but conveniently both she and Zion had things to do and kept leaving Sebastian alone with me…

“Goddess… I think you’re right.” I say standing up and staring down at Xander’s envelope.

“I am,” He replies arrogantly, sitting back on the couch looking so inviting…

My heart thuds as I glance towards the doors before I distract myself with opening the envelope instead, trying to digest the fact that the twins were being little matchmakers. Could they tell we are into

one another?

“What’s he asking for? Another water gun?” Sebastian asks.

I stare down at the letter, my heart squeezing, and I sigh softly, feeling overly emotional as I look at his large handwriting.

“No. Surprisingly…” I reply softly before I begin reading out the letter. “Dear Santa, I know I’m not a good boy, but I promise I won’t begin to play with fire this year even if it looks so fun, but in return I want you to let my Mommy and Daddy become a big happy family again. So, I can have them always. Love, Alpha Xander.”

We’re both silent before Sebastian chuckles lightly. “Alpha Xander, the kid’s got confidence.”

“Fire… he wants to play with fire, goddess what next?!” I exclaim.

This boy!

“Well, at least now we’re warned,” Sebastian says before we fall silent, neither of us mentioned his wish, although it is playing on both our minds. They’ve stayed silent and never mentioned it for all these years, but now… is it because they see what it will feel like to be a family?

“Well, it’s late… we should head to bed,” I say, heading to the door.

He stands up and comes over to me, and it takes my all not to step back.

“Yeah, I guess it is.” He responds taking the letter from me and looking down at it before he pockets it and just when I step out into the hallway, he suddenly cages me against the wall.

“Sebastian…”

“I’m not letting the chance to kiss you pass by,” he growls before his lips crash against mine, setting off explosive sparks that rush through me, setting every nerve in my body alight with delicious currents of desire.

He doesn’t hold back, his arms locking around my waist, one hand tangling into my hair as he pulls me against his chest, kissing me deep and hard as if it is the one thing keeping him alive.

I’m losing my own sense of reality, the minty taste of his mouth mixed with a hint of chocolate, his seductive scent consuming me and above all the sizzling feel of his lips that sinfully devour my own. Igniting pleasure that sends tingles to my core.

I can feel his hard manhood against my stomach, and it only makes me crazier.

A soft whimpering moan escapes me, and I fist his shirt, my other hand sliding behind his neck as I trace my tongue along his lips, wanting more.

There was too much between us, and I wanted to close every millimetre of space until we are fully moulded as one.

His emotions match my own and although I can’t sense his feelings through the bond, his touch says it all. A silent promise that he will never let me go.

‘No, I won’t. Not now, not again,‘ he whispers through the bond, as his hand grabs my ass, lifting me up against the wall. His other hand slides under my top, running along my waist, leaving a trail of fire in his wake.

He breaks away from my lips, and I gasp for her air as he attacks my neck, sucking on my tender skin that only turns me on even more, and I cry out.

‘If you want me to stop, tell me now, Beautiful,‘ he murmurs through the bond. I twist my hand into his black, lush locks.

‘Don’t… Don’t ever stop…‘ I whisper as our lips meet once again with pent–up passion and love that has been restrained for far too long.

I don’t want him to stop, because this time we’re so right for one another… ‘Now and always,‘ he murmurs as he turns and carries me down the hall, not once does he stop kissing me, and I’m a little jealous of his coordination skills as he walks up the stairs and down the hall towards my bedroom, his lips devouring mine. 2

This…

This is my forever…

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