His Rogue Luna novel Chapter 54

I was already in a foul mood as it was, so when Quin began listing off all the tasks that needed my immediate attention, especially after the attack yesterday, I was hardly in the right state of mind to converse with anyone.

I all but jumped out the car as soon as it stopped moving and locked myself in my room for some quiet. Thankfully, no one dared disturb me as I showered and changed into some more comfortable clothes than the white dress I was wearing. I was hoping that by freshening up it would help ease my frantic thoughts but it did little to nothing to help.

I couldn't even meditate properly.

The pounding in my head made itself more apparent as a dull throb settled behind my eyes and at my temples. I had exhausted myself trying to remember my dreams, hoping it would give me some clue as to who was behind this.

I needed to see Kieran.

The ache in my chest flared at the thought of him as a small smile tugged one my lips. I made my way to his office, knowing that's where he'd be.

He looked up as I entered, a look of mild surprise on his face as his blue eyes gazed at me from behind a pile of papers.

"I thought you went to sleep. Quin told me you didn't want to be disturbed," He spoke as I made my way around the desk towards him. He stood up as I neared and pulled me into his arms tightly, burying his nose in my hair.

"I can't sleep," I murmured into his chest, the sound muffled by his shirt. I felt some of my tension leave me as he ran his fingers through my hair, pressing soft kisses every now and then to my head.

After a while of us just standing in silence, basking in each other's presence, Kieran sat down with me still in his arms, pulling me into his lap. I don't know how I was expected to leave him and go back to my room after this because being in his embrace was pure bliss. The mate bond between us hummed pleasantly and his scent warmed me.

"Can I sleep with you?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. He clearly heard, judging by the way he stiffened and paused his fingers in my hair. I pulled back to look into his face, unsure if I had crossed a line in our slow but growing relationship.

His eyes were dark, with only a thin circle of blue around his otherwise black iris. They watched me with a calculating gaze, one that made my lower abdomen clench in anticipation. His arms around me tightened as his nostrils flared, only making the fluttering in my stomach intensify.

I opened my mouth to say something but the words quickly died in my throat as his lips crashed onto mine.

The kiss was hungry, not like the sweet and tentative one we had shared before I left. This was raw passion and desire and I loved every moment of it.

His tongue pushed into my mouth, eagerly exploring and I shifted my position so I was straddling him. My arms went around his neck as I ran my fingers through his inky black hair, my nails scraping his scalp as I tugged gently.

His responding growl made me tighten my legs around him and push down.