Chosen By The Moon

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Lewis POV.

Last night… holy fuck last night was the best night of my life. I felt like had claimed her as my own and I’ll be the first to admit that I was very satisfied knowing that She would carry my scent with her for months now, not to mention that 1 fully planned on having sex with her again, it was too incredible not too, if she wanted to that is.

I had no idea she was even capable of being so sexy and erotic, not that it would have bothered me either way, but goddess I was so thankful she gave me a chance. It was a very big possibility that I would become completely addicted to her.

The way her body moved in rhythm with my own, and how she moaned at every single sensation that shot through her had me feeling more pleasure than I had ever felt before. I hadn’t ever done anything, even remotely as intimate with someone who gave me as much gratification as Dylan had. I fell asleep last night feeling so elated and at peace that I almost forgot about the current status of the world.

I sighed, feeling my dick begin to jerk to life at the thoughts racing through my mind of last night, and the sensation of finally feeling at one with Dylan. I wasn’t pushing for it, nor was I expecting it, but damn, did I enjoy it.

I let my sight wander over to her, and I watched her beautiful face sleeping peacefully while I let out a small sigh of contempt. Her very lips that had attacked mine last night, now rested carefree, and slightly parted as her breath came out in even pants, bringing a small goofy smile to my own as I

relished in the moment, knowing she finally felt comfortable enough with me to fully let her guard down.

Just as I was about to gently caress her cheek, She moved, suddenly shifting in her steep, rolling over so that her face no longer met my eyes, but her naked, very scared back now faced me.

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I still couldn’t believe she even let me see it yesterday, I mean, obviously I had seen it before, I was there when Josh commanded it be done and I was obviously there for some other events, but I’d never seen it so up close. I frowned while looking at it, I couldn’t imagine how much pain she must have been in that day when the infamous lashing took place, and what made it worse, was the fact that she had those excessive scars as a constant, horrendous reminder of that day.

Before I could stop myself I let my fingers gently touch the healed skin that rested on her back. I let my fingertips trace some of the more prominent lines, the ones that weren’t completely overlapped by other scars, and heard a small hum of contempt come from my sleeping girls lips.

I hadn’t looked at it properly last night, I wanted to make her feel comfortable, I wanted her to think that her scars didn’t bother me at all, but they really did. Not in the way she suspected, she thought they were unsightly, in fact she would probably go as far as to say that they were ugly, but for me, they simply made me angry every time I looked at them. I didn’t care about how they looked, no matter what happened this girl would always be beautiful to me. I will admit though, I really did care about how they made her feel, and I was adamant about attempting to make her feel less self conscious about them.

I placed a small barely there kiss on the back of her shoulder and continued to run my fingers over her back, probably creating a faint tickle on her skin, while she began to stir more.

Before she even fluttered her eyes open and look at me, and before I even had the time to say good morning, she froze in her place, her muscles tensed up under my touch and she sucked in a single breath before holding it for a few seconds

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Luci Vasquez

*contentment….