Page 80 of Crystal Luna

She scrambled to get out of his grip, but he chased her and pinned her to the floor.

“You are luna now, Velora.”

She went still beneath him, endless tears running down her cheeks. He placed one hand beside her head, letting his free hand stroke the rapidly forming bruise on her jaw.

“I’m so sorry, Velora,” he repeated. “I wish it were different. I would keep you here if I could, but your pack needs you.”

“You are my pack. You are my home. You, Heath. You.”

He leaned in to rest his forehead against hers. “I’ll always be here for you. If you need a place to retreat my borders are always open. But you can’t stay here. Isis has chosen you as her moon on earth. You are the Crystal Pack’s mother now. You represent our goddess’s softness and love.”

“I’m your warrior.”

“And you always will be.” He dipped his nose to hers before running it along her cheek bone towards her ear. “And that’s why you’re going to make them pay. You hear me, Velora? They are going to pay for all they’ve done to you.”

She sobbed and he let his lips kiss her earlobe before moving down her neck and into the crook of her shoulder.

“You’re going to make them regret all they’ve done. You will go with them, but it’s going to be their punishment.”

His lips hovered over the spot where her mates would mark her. For the first time, he felt the urge to do so himself. It had nothing to do with a bond—he wanted to keep her safe. She was just supposed to forget him when she met her mate—mates. There wasn’t supposed to be any heartache on her side.

Just like she’d needed him to heal, he’d needed her. But he’d never intended for her to get hurt. He was supposed to be the only one in pain after she found her mate. He’d been willing to suffer because her happiness was his greatest pride.

“They will earn everything they want from you. You will give them nothing unless you deem them worthy. You hear me, Velora?” he asked, placing a kiss on her soon to be mark.

Her whole body shook beneath him.

“They want your attention? They’ll need to beg for it.”

Another choked cry as he placed his next kiss just a little higher.

“They want to be close to you? They’re going to plead for it.”

He placed another kiss on her throat, feeling her next sob.

“They want your touch? They’d better fall on their knees.”

He ran his nose up her throat and across her jawline, taking in every inch of her one last time. Her chest heaved as he shifted his weight and ran his fingers along her side, pushing them past the waistband of her pants and into her panties.

“They want to kiss you? They better worship the floor you walk on first.”

His fingers effortlessly found her clit and started to massage her.

“They want to hear you moan? They better do so without feeling pleasure of their own.”

She squirmed beneath him, her head rolling back in search of his mouth. His fingers moved fast and hard, knowing she didn’t deserve to be teased.

“You are their luna, Velora. You demand as you please. You punish as you please. And you will never do anything you don’t want.”

He ate up the moan she fed him. This would be his last time with her, and he wanted to hear her fall apart one more time under his touch.

“You hear me, Velora?”

“Yes,” she panted, his fingers driving her closer to the edge.

“They are nothing compared to you. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” she cried, plunging over the edge and succumbing to her orgasm.