The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven novel Chapter 338

Chapter 338: My Protests Melted into Him

Meredith.

My heart pounded against my ribs, every beat echoing in my ears.

The firelight painted his skin in golds and shadows as he leaned back, his eyes burning up at me.

His hand trailed upward again, slow, deliberate, undoing the rest of my buttons with that same infuriating control. One by one, the fabric gave way until the cool air kissed my skin.

His palm flattened over my stomach, sliding higher. I shivered under his touch, every nerve in me alive.

When his thumb brushed the underside of my breast, I gasped, my body arching instinctively. His eyes narrowed, dark with desire, but his smile was faint, savoring.

"You are trembling," he murmured.

"Because of you," I whispered back, my voice breaking with breath.

He chuckled low, the sound vibrating against my lips as he kissed me again, slower this time, deeper, as though savouring my surrender.

His other hand tangled in my hair, guiding me, holding me close until I was dizzy with him.

My own hands grew bolder, sliding along his chest, down to his abdomen, where hard muscle rippled beneath my touch.

I tugged at his shirt, impatient. He let me pull it free, breaking the kiss only long enough to tear it over his head.

My breath caught at the sight of him—the strength carved into every line of his abs. My fingers traced them reverently before he caught my hand, pressing my palm flat against his chest.

"This is yours," he said simply, but fiercely.

Emotion swelled in my chest so sharply it almost hurt. I bent down to kiss him again, pouring all I couldn’t say into the press of my lips.

The world outside ceased to exist. There was no Brackham, no war, no whispers of Valmora.

There was only Draven, his hands on me, his mouth devouring me, his body pressed flush against mine as the firelight bore witness to our bond.

When he finally lay me back against the sofa cushions, hovering over me with his weight and heat, I welcomed him without hesitation.

My fingers slid into his hair, holding him to me as our bodies came together in a rhythm older than time.

Every kiss, every touch, every desperate gasp reminded me that I wasn’t just his Luna in name. I was his in every way.

The world blurred into heat and sensation, into fire and breath and his body over mine.

When it was over, I lay against the cushions, my skin damp, my chest rising and falling with uneven breaths.

The crackle of the hearth filled the silence, softer now, a steady counterpoint to the racing of my heart.

Draven’s weight pressed into me, solid and grounding, his arm curled possessively around my waist. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

For a long moment, neither of us spoke. I could feel his heartbeat still thundering against my skin, matching mine.

He shifted, propping himself on one elbow to look down at me. Strands of his dark hair fell forward, brushing my cheek. His golden eyes softened, the fire in them tempered now by something quieter.

"You undo me," he murmured, his voice rough from exertion but warm.

I smiled faintly, brushing a hand across his jaw. "I could say the same."

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