All Chapters of A Tempting Maid For The Alpha: Becoming his luna: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

RonikaMy pulse accelerated, searing flames racing along my body, the moment Quinlan's lips touched mine. It was a wildfire-like feeling that I had never experienced before, taking control of my trembling body instantly. His lips moved against mine softly at first, leaving a tingling sensation. A rush of helplessness sucked me in when he pressed his lips harder, prompting me to part mine to accommodate him. Moans of pleasure left my mouth as his arm smoothed from my side to my thigh, rubbing and squeezing."Goddess Ronika," he pulled back momentarily as he huskily spoke, his eyes heavy as though he were drunk. My breath was coming out in short puffs, my chest rising and falling. I didn't know a simple, short kiss could affect every part of my body like that. My core was already heated up, and it took everything in me not to take Quinlan's hand and guide it between my legs."I thought I'd never taste this sweet mouth," he added, then, without a warning, lifted me up and threw me on the

Ronika"You look like shit," Aria stated the moment I unlocked my bedroom door for her. She had a plate of pancakes, eggs, and a cup of coffee in her hands.I didn't get much sleep after Quinlan left; I just kept tossing and turning on the bed. Everything about him, including his voice, his eyes, and mostly his heated touch, left me wanting more from him. It was the need to have him close to me that made it impossible for sleep to come my way. The desire to lay on his chest engulfed me, and his strong arms just tightened the insides of my chest."Thank you for saying the obvious," I responded with a bored tone, walking back to the bed. I plopped down like a sack of potatoes, landing face-first on the soft material."What happened yesterday? I thought you got pretty hurt from that nasty throw by the asshole alpha." She placed the breakfast on my bedside table."Don't let him hear you insulting him, and I don't want to talk about it," I mumbled, my stomach growling when the heavenly sme

RonikaMy sleeve was wet from having wiped my cheeks countless times. My eyes were swollen and tired, barely making out images of Quinlan's room. I needed to bask in his scent, cram it, and let it sink into my senses before it mixed with the she-wolf he would bring home. I couldn't tell how long I had stood there, just thinking about how I ended up wanting a man I couldn't have."We have to go to the venue, Ronika, please," Aria begged behind me, placing her hands on my shoulders. She refused to leave me alone, soothing me even though it was not working."And watch him pick Clara? No," I sniffed, a wave of nausea hitting me. I swayed, feeling lightheaded all of a sudden."You need to sit down; you've been standing for too long." Aria guided me on the bed, the very same one I desired to have Quinlan pressed against me. The mere thought of him snaking his arms around Clara as they basked in joy sent shards of glass flying into my heart. I placed my hand above my chest, rubbing it in an

Ronika My muscles were locked in a momentary paralysis, making me freeze beside Quinlan. I held my breath, awaiting his next action. Like me, he stood unmoving, probably digesting the bombshell Clara and her father had dropped. They were dead set on making sure I wasn't chosen over Clara, and it seemed that they had succeeded. Nana threw a comforting nod towards me, urging me to calm down with the gesture of her hand. "I know." Quinlan's flat tone as he answered James and her daughter caught me off guard, making me tilt my head to look at him. "What!" The older man's jaw dropped, while his daughter's face contorted into an ugly scowl. "I know Ronika cannot shift, and I don't see how any of that is your concern," he responded, making Nana flash me a smile that had the tension in my muscles dissipating. "B-ut but," Clara stuttered, sending an icy glare, to which I responded with a smile. "She can't rule werewolves without a wolf; this is unacceptable." Quinlan raised his eyebrows a

Ronika"Fuck!" Quinlan grunted, placing his hand on the back of my head as I licked his shaft. I held his cock at the base while I left wet kisses along the length. Heat was yet again pooling between my legs by the second, desiring for his perfect cock to own me. I licked from the base to the leaking head, flicking my tongue on the slit, slowly at first."Ronika," he hissed when I circled my tongue, spreading his tasty pre-cum around his bulbous head."Mmh," I responded, teasing him by squeezing the base just slightly enough to make his cock throb further against my lips. I repeated the action again, licking from the base where my hand was, going upwards along the throbbing vein on the underside. Then finally, I took him in my mouth, earning a low growl of pleasure from him. Slowly, I began moving my head up and down in time with my hand."Shit baby." His raspy, strained voice sent shivers down my spine. He was big; only a quarter of his cock fit in my mouth, but I made up for that by