Chapter 49

Erin’s POV

“Gavin and I are just friends,” I assured Seth, taking another bite of my food, although, at that point, I wasn’t so hungry anymore.

“Does he know that?” Seth asked, raising his brows.

Who was he to decide what kind of relationship I had with Gavin? This wasn’t fair of him to put me on the spot like this.

I pressed my lips firmly together and folded my arms across my chest.

“Yes,” I answered firmly. “He knows that. I’m not here to step on any toes or become the Luna. I don’t want to be a Luna. I just want to be myself.”

“Well, if that’s how you feel then we don’t have any issues.”

Any issues? Who the hell did he think he was?

I pushed my plate away from me and stood to my feet; I no longer wanted to entertain this conversation. He didn’t say anything when I left the room, but I could feel his eyes on the back of my head as I walked away.

Later, my wolf could sense that Gavin had returned from wherever he was. He seemed tired when I approached him, but he still managed to give me a faint smile.

“How are you adjusting?” He asked as I leaned against the doorframe of his office.

“This is only temporary,” I reminded him.

“That doesn’t mean that I can’t be glad that you’re here,” he said, raising his brows as he searched my face. “There’s something you’re not telling me.”

He could read my face well. I thought about telling him about my conversation with his Beta, but I knew that would only cause trouble with Seth. Getting on Seth’s worse side wasn’t something I wanted to do, so I kept my mouth shut.

Or maybe it was the fact that I’ve been hiding the Moonshadow Headquarters for the last couple of days.

I knew he had questions about my abilities, but I couldn’t answer any of them.

“I’m not hiding anything,” I lied. “I’m just exhausted. I haven’t been sleeping well.”

“You can’t lie to me, Erin,” Gavin said, standing to his feet. “You know how much I care about you, don’t you?”

I loved that he still cared deeply for me; but I didn’t deserve it.

I tore his heart out and stepped all over it; I’m still stepping all over it. It wasn’t fair to him.

I didn’t deserve that kind of kindness.

That was exactly why Henry always thought he was after revenge, but maybe he wasn’t.

“Of course, he’s not after revenge,” Emily said from within me. “He’s our mate. He loves us.”

I didn’t deserve his love.

I glanced downward at my feet, feeling a wave of shame crossing my features. He could read the shame on my face well because he stepped around his desk and walked toward me. His nearness was nice; it was what I needed at that moment. I needed to feel connected to him.

The worries and the fears were gone from my mind as soon as his arms were wrapped around my body and he was pulling me close to his broad chest. I breathed in his loving scent, feeling the warmth radiating from his body and enclosing me like a warm blanket.

I buried my face in his chest, allowing him to embrace me. His lips came down and he kissed the temple of my head, trailing his kiss down the side of my face until his teeth grazed my earlobe, tugging at it gently.

It sent a tingle down my spine, and I couldn’t help the chuckle that escaped my lips. He remembered that I was the most ticklish around my earlobe. I couldn’t resist it when he did that.

I closed my eyes, allowing his breath to warm my features.

Soon, his lips were touching mine and his tongue was curiously exploring the inside of my mouth, getting entangled with my tongue.

He didn’t waste any time. I heard the ripping of my blouse before I felt it loosening around my body. The buttons that kept it closed had clattered to the ground around our feet, leaving my bra fully exposed to him.

I searched the buttons of his shirt, struggling to undo them with my trembling fingers until he stopped me and tore his shirt off before my eyes.

I watched as it fell to the ground with my shirt, leaving his broad and muscular chest completely exposed to me. My heart was racing rapidly in my chest as I ran my fingers down his rippled torso; my mouth was practically watering at the sight of him.

My features grew warm and I knew I was going into heat rather quickly; he could smell it on me as well. He wrapped me in his arms and lifted me off the ground. I couldn’t help but laugh as he walked me to his desk and sat me on the surface.

He kissed down my chest, tugging at my bra desperately wanting to get it off. I knew this was his way of teasing me; he was Gavin Pierce after all. A simple bra from a general store wasn’t going to stop him from getting what he wanted.

And at that moment, what he wanted was me.

He snapped the bra undone with ease and it fell onto the desk where he grabbed it and flung it across the room.

“Gavin—” I tried to protest, but his lips drowned out my words as he closed the small gap between us and kissed me with such passion that I thought my heart was going to jump out of my chest.

His fingers traced the sides of my body, making me wiggle excitedly against him. He played with the lining of my pants, tugging the stretchy fabric until it was around my ankles. I never felt self-conscious around him; maybe because he was familiar and comfortable.

Maybe because we have done this so many times during our youth that being self-conscious around him just felt silly.

Either way, the more exposed I was to him, the more excited I grew.

He tossed my pants to the side, and I watched him scan my body with his eyes; he was staring at my underpants like he wanted to rip them off.

I wasn’t surprised when he lowered himself and grabbed my underpants with my teeth. In one quick motion, my underpants were ripped off my body and tossed to the ground.

I was completely exposed to him now; I stared down at his pants, wanting them to be removed as well.

I didn’t have to speak for him to know what I wanted. He reached into his pocket before removing his pants and to my not-surprise, he pulled out a condom wrapped in the silver lining.

As he removed his pants and his boxers, his manhood stood tall and broad in front of him. He lowered himself to me, teasing my core with my tongue and pleasing me with his mouth. My juices ran down my inner thighs and he licked at it with such anger that it made me gush even more.

The moan that escaped my lips was loud and desperate. I held onto his desk with dear life and threw my head back.

The thought of Seth popped into my mind and for some reason that made this so much more exciting. The fact that he would be so against this made me want this even more. I was sick of playing by everybody else’s rules; for once in my life, I wanted to do what I wanted.

Just as I was about to reach my climax, he trailed his kisses up my torso while delicately placing the condom over his shaft.

I gasped as his length inserted me; at first, he went slow so I can get used to his size, but then he quickened his speed. I gasped and moaned loudly, feeling sweat pouring down the sides of my face as I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him close to him.

His desk was clattering and shaking as we thrust against one another.

I buried my face in his neck, kissing the nape of his neck and his shoulder blades.

The claws of his wolf scraped down my back, leaving marks in its path. I was relieved knowing that I wouldn’t have to explain these marks to anyone.

We reached our peek together and he collapsed on top of me; two sweaty mounds panting for breath.

“We could have had this for a lifetime,” he whispered against my ear as he kissed the side of my face. “Why did you have to leave me?”

“I didn’t leave you because you were poor,” I admitted, matching his whisper. “I left you because of my father.”