Page 55 of The Alpha's Forced Rejected Mate
His fingers gently moved to the swollen bud of her clit, circling it with just enough pressure to make her gasp.
Her hips pushed into his hand, yearning for more. “That’s it,” he said, watching her face light up with joy.
Luna’s head fell back as Dominic continued his assault on her wet cunt.
He dipped his middle finger into her, then the index, softly stretching her while his thumb remained on her clit. “Dominic,” she whimpered, her pussy tightening around his fingers. “I can’t—I need—”
Her power crackled around them, sending small golden sparks over her skin as she reached the edge. The sight was mesmerizing: his mate shaking with pleasure in his arms, her breasts in front of him.
Her magic flooded the car in a wave of pure energy as she came. It washed over Dominic, driving back the darkness that tried to infect him.
Luna collapsed against his chest. Dominic pressed kisses to her temple, cheek, anywhere he could reach. His wolf howled with the desire to fully claim her.
But then reason crashed back over him like a bucket of ice water.
What the hell am I doing?
She had just escaped captivity, and they were still in danger and on the run.
“Luna,” he began, his voice hoarse with regret.
The scent of her shame and confusion cut through him like a knife.
“I’m sorry,” he said anyway, the words painfully inadequate. “I shouldn’t have—”
“Don’t,” Luna interrupted as she fumbled with her clothes. “It was just…it was nothing. Magic and adrenaline. That’s all.”
The dismissal stung more than it should have, but he knew he deserved it.
I deserve worse.
He didn’t push. Instead, he helped her back into the passenger seat before restarting the engine and pulling back onto the main road. Luna curled up against the passenger door, as far away from him as the vehicle would allow. Within minutes, the events of the day had caught up with her, and her breathing settled into the pattern of sleep.
When they eventually arrived at the safe house, night had fallen. Luna did not move as he brought her inside, her body soft and flexible in his arms. He carefully laid her on the bed in the cabin’s only bedroom, draping a blanket over her fully dressed body.
For a long time, he remained there watching her sleep, torn between the want to snuggle in beside her and the realization that he needed to keep his distance.
In the end, reason prevailed, and he retired to a chair near the window, where he could keep an eye on both her and the approach to the cabin.
He would not be sleeping tonight.
Chapter 14 - Luna
Luna’s fingers traced patterns on the foggy glass as she watched the rain beat against the safe house windows.
Two days had passed since their escape, two days of constant training and barely any sleep. Her muscles ached, but it was better than dwelling on what had happened in the car.
No, don’t think about that now.
The sound of voices drew her attention from the window. Dominic stood in the doorway with Marcus and Roman, their hushed tones suggesting something important.
“We found it,” Marcus announced, his amber eyes bright with excitement, his auburn hair still damp from the rain. “The grimoire Xavier kept hidden from everyone.”
Luna pushed away from the window, her heart racing. “You went without me?” The accusation in her voice made all three men turn her way.
“It was mostly recon,” Dominic replied, eyes meeting hers briefly before he turned away. He was dressed in black from head to toe—cargo pants, fitted Henley and combat boots. “We needed to confirm its location before mounting a full operation.”
“Did the information help?” Luna crossed her arms over her chest.
