Page 81 of The Alpha's Forced Rejected Mate
Luna's magic hummed under her skin where it mingled with his; she was well aware that there would be no turning back for either of them if they continued.
The last bits of rational thought deserted her when he dipped his lips to hers. His tongue swept into her mouth, tasting her and staking out its claim.
Luna returned his kiss, leaning into him.
Dominic let her hands go and tangled his own fingers in her hair, tipping her head back to deepen the kiss.
Now free, her hands went into his shirt from under his waistline, gripping the definition of his back muscles, feeling him flex under her touch.
Fuck!
"We should stop," she gasped when they broke apart for air. "Someone could see us."
He lifted his head, scanning their surroundings with heightened senses. "No one's near. Training's done for the day."
As if he had not just stopped, his hand now went under her top, fingers skimming over her soft skin, sending shivers through her.
What are we doing?
This was physical attraction, nothing more—a side effect of their mate bond and the magic that connected them. Getting involved with Dominic again would only lead to heartbreak.
But she was weak to his kisses. This man-wolf atop her had driven all logic from her brain.
His eyes burned with desire as he dropped his mouth to her throat, his teeth brushing the spot where her neck met her shoulder. Luna's eyes flitted shut from the pleasure.
His hands continued their descent till they got to her ass, and he gripped, lifting her up with power.
Luna wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms around his shoulders.
"I've wanted this—wanted you—for so long," he murmured between kisses.
His hands continued their caress, clasping her hips, slipping down to her thighs. "You've been driving me crazy, Luna."
Dominic carried her into a field and laid her down gently before pulling his T-shirt off in a quick motion, exposing the chiseled expanse of his torso.
Luna's mouth went dry.
Dominic had the sexiest body she'd ever seen.
Not that she had seen many men shirtless, but she knew he was the sexiest. With his tall and imposing frame, he was impossible to resist. His broad shoulders and muscular chest narrowed down to hips and strong thighs.
"Now, you," came his command, with a nod in the direction of her clothes.
A wave of heat engulfed Luna's cheeks as her insecurity reared its ugly head. She was not really ashamed of her plus-sized figure, but Dominic's intense scrutiny made her feel awkward.
Especially when he looked like a god.
The hungry alpha decided for her while she wasted time, crawling beside her, thrusting his weight over her. "Let me," he murmured, almost voraciously hiking up the hem of her tank top.
Another kiss was pressed upon her lips while he slowly lifted the fabric up and over her skin. Pausing when he bunched it just beneath her breasts, he broke his lips from hers and let them trail upon the naked flesh.
Luna gasped when she felt his tongue on her navel, her body arching upward toward his mouth.
"Beautiful," he whispered while worshipping her. "Every inch of you is perfect, Luna."
Luna raised her arms while he pulled the tank top over her head and chucked it away. Her bra was next as he deftly released the clasp, leaving her breasts bare to his gaze.
The darkness of his eyes grew as they swept over her full breasts; he cupped their weight with his hands.
