Page 52 of Luna Ascending

I grab her panties and rip them off.

“That hurt! And those were my favourite!” Freya pouts and pokes me playfully.

I grab her arms and pull her down onto my chest, splashing water everywhere. Her pussy nestles just over my dick, and the little minx moves her hips up and down, teasing me.

I lift her and, ignoring my complaining ribs, stand up clutching her to me.

“Time for me to take control again, little one” I growl, flipping her around and placing her arms on the wall in front of her.

I tease her slit, making sure she's ready for me, then slide my whole length inside in one quick lunge forwards. I hear her gasp and she tenses, trying to accommodate me.

I still myself, one hand holding her waist, the other playing circles around her clit, until she starts to moan.

I pull out slightly and give myself enough room to smack her bottom. She gasps and I pause a few seconds before doing it again. This time I feel her pussy clench around me.

“That's for trying to make me rest and not fuck your brains out” I growl at her, bending her over further. I slide in an out of her, our bodies making slapping sounds coming together dripping with water.

I take hold of her hips and move her up and down my length, loving hearing her moans as I bury myself in her. Her breathing gets harsher and my own climax builds with the rhythm.

Grabbing her hair I pull her head back towards me just as she gives a cheeky swivel of her hips. Her cry turns me on so much I can't hold back any more and I ram myself into her coming with such ferocity I can't catch my breath.

Well, that was quicker than expected.

Chapter Thirty-Seven

Freya's POV

The amazing make-up sex hasn't quelled my unease over this whole situation. But hell was it good. A smile escapes me remembering Aaron in the bath, but it fades quickly. I can't believe Aaron didn't involve me in his hair-brained scheme to get Morganna to look into the shifter's memories. She's my bloody mother, and I could have told him she wasn't anywhere near ready.

Now, Morganna is back to being mute and staring at the fucking wall. I could strangle my mate. How the hell am I supposed to learn to be Luna if he won't involve me?!

I'll be a Luna-in-waiting until I turn twenty-five, but that's only short while away... and not growing up a shifter, I've got a shed load to catch up on. He has to stop protecting me, if that's what he was doing.

After our love-making I slip out our rooms quietly, leaving Aaron to sleep off his cracked ribs. Hopefully by the time he's awake again his shifter healing will have gone to work and he'll be better.

Making my way toward the hospital building a sneaky plan begins to form on the edge of my mind. Really, I should seek permission from the council first but Aaron didn't – why should I?!

“Freya! Where are you sneaking off to?!” Liz's voice booms

“Shhhhhht!" I hiss at my pal “Nowhere. And you nearly made me shit myself!”

“Uh huh. That's why I've to be quiet is it? Because you're going nowhere and aren't up to anything.” She gives me a sly sideways glance and I groan. I'm not going to get away without an explanation.

“Right. Well. If you insist on being a nosey bitch, you're just going to have to join in as look out” I grab her arm and explain my plan on the way to the hospital.

I float in past the pack-doctor, trying to look like I'm expected to be here, and track down Carl. He looks very beat-up, not even the scratches and bruises have started to fade. It brings it home just how much more vulnerable the shifter's who've lost their animals are – they've lost their ability to heal quickly along with everything else.

I feel a sudden pang for Aurora, she's plucky as hell, and doesn't complain much, but it must be killing her inside to be without her wolf so long.

“Carl, I hear you're the one responsible for putting my mum back in a comatose state.” I start out on the attack.

“Uh.. I... I mean... Alpha Aaron asked me to help” he looks down indicating submission “I am sorry Luna.”

I glare, hopefully convincingly. He completely threw me, referring to me as Luna, but I can't let him see that. He glances into my face quickly before looking away again, a defeated grimace passing over his features.

“I.. I guess she doesn't remember anything either?”

“She's not talking” I remind him sternly.

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