relief at her words. “That’s good, Luna, so fucking good.”
“Do you want me like that?” she whispered.
“Yeah, baby, I want you like that. But tonight isn’t about me, it’s about you,” he rasped.
“It is?” she asked, bright violet eyes wide.
“You want me to ease that ache you have? You want me to make you feel good, love?”
Her gaze grew heavier, and she squirmed against him. “God, yes. I need you to do that. To make me…” Her brow scrunched.
“Come.”
“Yes, I need you to make me come.”
Gunner carried her to his bed. His fucking bed, where she should be beside him every night, and laid her down. “It’ll be easier if you lose the jeans. Can I take them off?”
Her hands flew to the button, popping it open, tearing down the zipper, and shoving them down her legs before he’d finished asking.
Christ, he didn’t know whether to laugh or fucking weep.
Like most things with Luna, she was a mix—unabashedly hungry for new experiences but also a little naive at the same time—and always so fucking brave.
Fuck, he loved her.
He helped her with her boots and pulled off her jeans the rest of the way, leaving her in just her top and panties. What he wanted was her completely naked, but she’d been used by Azel in ways he couldn’t bear to think about, and that fucker had done damage. It was just a matter of time before it surfaced, before Luna felt the full impact of what he’d done to her.
So yeah, he was taking it slow.
He meant what he said, this was all about her. He would make her come, but he wasn’t rushing anything.
He crawled onto the bed still in his jeans. “I’m gonna touch you through your underwear, love, you okay with that?”
She nodded quickly.
He kissed her as he pushed her bent knees wider, then lifted his head and watched her eyes as he pressed all four fingers there, giving her some pressure first. Oh fuck, she was wet. The fabric of her underwear was drenched.
Her thighs dropped wider and Gunner had to drag in a steadying breath, which meant he took in more of her scent, making his head spin.
Her pussy was smooth under the thin fabric, completely bare. Vampires were hairless, dhampir obviously were as well. His cock throbbed steadily now. He ignored it and moved his fingers in a gentle circular motion.
Luna’s gaze moved between his gaze on her and what he was doing between her thighs.
“How does that feel?”
Her hips rolled, and she licked her lips. “Good…nice.”
Being as gentle as he could, he spread his fingers, parting her pussy through her underwear, opening her up, exposing her tight, little clit. He pressed down on it softly, then scissored it gently between his fingers, sliding up and back.
Luna gasped and arched. “Th-that’s, god…even better.”
He smiled at her, hoping she didn’t see the pain there because his cock was about to snap the hell off. “It’s gonna get even better than that.”
“I-it is?”
At her broken words, his heart cracked wide open. “You’ve never felt like this before, love?” he asked as he carried on rubbing her gently but firmly. “Not even by yourself?”
“N-no,” she said and whimpered.
Of course, she hadn’t, but it was hard for him to imagine what that had been like for her. What it was like to be numb to physical touch. Her thighs trembled and her hands fisted the sheet, those impossibly beautiful violet eyes heavy-lidded and focused on him. Then her eyes shut tight and her lip trembled.
“Luna?”
She slammed her knees together on a cry, but not because she was coming.
“Luna, what’s going on?”
“You think I’m strange, don’t you? Some weird…unnatural monster.”
She whispered the last, and the pain that came through tore his already decimated heart to shreds. “Fuck, no. Never. I think you’re perfect, Luna. So fucking perfect.”
She turned away, and he slid up the bed to cup her jaw, making her look at him.
“Don’t look at me…my eyes are…”
“Beautiful,” he whispered hoarsely. “Don’t let him in, Luna. Don’t you fucking dare let him in here with us. That’s all him, those ugly words. He said that shit to you, didn’t he?”
She nodded, lips trembling, body shaking.
“He’s pure evil. He likes to cause pain any way he can. He fucking lied to you, Luna, lied to keep you down, to keep you compliant. To control you. He filled your head with that hate when you were too small to know different. Listen to me now. You. Are. Perfect.” He cupped