Chapter 49

Lorenzo’s lips came crashing down to mine. It was fierce and needy—almost desperate.

My wolf howled and whimpered in joyous acceptance.

‘Finally!’

Kissing him felt like coming home after a long trip. Warm. Sensual. All consuming that I never wanted to leave.

Instantly, I was beginning to feel my body buzz back to life as soon as he started to make a work of our clothing. Lorenzo didn't waste another second. I willingly gave my body over to his strong, masterful hands.

His fingers skimmed down to find the hem of my tank top and wistfully pulled it over my head. My face flushed, having my bare breasts on total display for him. Lorenzo kept one hand curled through my wavy hair as he bent down to swipe his tongue across one of my nipples. My back arched off the bed, pressing further into him.

As he continued to lick and kiss my breasts, I felt myself grow incredibly wetter between my thighs. The scent of my arousal must have hit Lorenzo because soon the man was positioned low between my open thighs.

He’d done away with my sleeping shorts and graced me with a hungry smirk. “Oh, I can smell you, my Luna,” he murmured.

My eyes clenched shut while my hands fisted the bed sheets. “Lorenzo,” I moaned.

“It’s been so long since I last had a taste of you,” he said. His voice was like rough gravel, sending shocks of pleasure all throughout my body. “My God, look how wet you are for me. Fuck. You’re practically dripping.”

My mind went blank as his mouth covered my clit, gently tugging and working my entrance open with his tongue.

An inhuman sound tore from my throat. It was a feeling I’d never experienced before and it threatened to tear me apart. Good. I never wanted it to stop.

Lorenzo moved his hands back up to cup my breasts, pulling at the stiff peaks of my nipples. “Please, it’s too much!” I gasped.

I’d fallen over into, what I could only imagine to be, my first long-awaited orgasm. My head thrashed side to side as my body shook and jolted. Lorenzo gave me one last tentative lick before pulling back and undoing the tie of his pants.

God, what a sight he was.

Even with the new scarred marks on his body, Lorenzo was still hauntingly beautiful. His thumb continued to circle over my clit while his other hand grasped his erection, giving it a few pumping strokes before lining it up at my center.

“You’re so perfect,” he said lovingly.

All the air had stilled in my lungs the moment he started to thrust forward. He slid between my slick folds, causing my muscles to clench and my toes to curl. We both let out guttural moans of pleasure as he began to really move.

I could tell that Lorenzo was holding himself back, though. It was like he was worried he was going to hurt me or mess up.

‘He’s still afraid that I was going to regret having this moment with him,’ my wolf said brokenly.

God, the mere thought was enough to bring tears to my eyes. I pulled myself up by my core and wrapped my arms around his shoulders. Kissing all along the curve of his neck, I whispered into his ear.

“It’s okay, Lorenzo,” I told him earnestly. “I want you. I want everything you’re willing to give me.”

I didn’t care how desperate I sounded. It was the truth. And it was exactly what he needed to hear.

“Then let me give you everything,” he rasped.

Lorenzo’s eyes flashed with burning agony. I pressed a single kiss to his lips as our gazes locked on each other. He captured both my wrists and pushed me back into the mattress, holding my arms above my head.

He told me to keep my hands there and not to move them. I happily obeyed.

The force of his movements grew faster and harder. My hips lifted off the bed to best meet each one of his powerful thrusts. A pressure started to build beneath my stomach.

“Oh my God, Lorenzo!” I cried out. “I’m...I—”

“Fuck! Come for me,” he growled. “Show me how good you are and come for your alpha.”

I tipped over the edge and felt like I was being hurtled into a completely whole other world. Everything around me blurred and my eyes grew heavy. I didn’t quite remember falling asleep. All I knew was that the nightmares had stayed away.

[Lorenzo POV]

Lorenzo couldn’t remember the last time he’s woken up feeling so content. His bed was unfamiliarly warm and there was a pleasant ache in his muscles when he tried to move. But something was keeping him from doing so...

As his vision began to clear, Lorenzo glanced down to see a very naked and astonishingly beautiful Eleanor lying across his bare chest. Her long hair draped down her back and over the side, making her look like some sort of ethereal creature.

Suddenly, his mind was flooded with visions of their shared night together. The sound of her moans, the sweet way her body moved with his, and the power sensation of the two of them reaching their shared release.

Lorenzo’s wolf hummed in deep satisfaction. ‘Our perfect mate. We have finally come together as one,’ he said easily.

“Not yet,” he whispered under his breath. As wonderful as it was to finally connect with Eleanor in such a passionate and soul-crushing way, the two of them were not entirely considered to be ‘one’ yet.

They still hadn’t fully bonded.

This topic had managed to find its way back to Lorenzo’s mind on more than one occasion quite recently.

‘We need to talk to her about the bonding ceremony,’ his wolf pressed. ‘We need to finally set a date and close the distance between us forever.’

Lorenzo started to feel Eleanor begin to stir from her sleep when a sudden, frantic sound came clashing from the door.

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!