Page 67 of Moon Cursed


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She starts hauling open drawers. I sit up, lying back against the headboard as she drops the towel and tugs on a pair of sexy black panties. I absorb every last detail of her body as she covers it up, bit by bit. The black corset top and layered skirt look like a dress once she’s done. I can guess the boots she’ll put on once she gets downstairs. She shakes her head and I expect her to use her magic to dry her hair. When it stays wet and she lets out a sigh, I feel guilty.

She had to use a teleport yesterday, because of me.

That must have drained her magic. I know it’s one of the highest-level spells she can do.

I push back the sheets, earning a growl from Everett who still clearly isn’t ready to get up, despite the way he’s sitting up, watching our mate like she’s prey he’s preparing to devour.

Cheryl’s gaze moves to him as I clamber awkwardly over the middle of the huge bed. Probably would have been more elegant to roll to Noah’s end of the bed and get out like a normal person.

I slide to the edge and stand up, capturing our mate’s attention with the slightly dramatic stomp of my feet hitting the floor. She can’t hide the worry in her eyes when she fixes her stare on me.

“Oscar, how are you feeling?”

Like I’m about to lose everything I care about and I’m trying not to think about it.

“Way too tired to consider talking you out of that dress, but I’m thinking about it anyway,” I tell her, wanting to get rid of the worry in her expression, even if I know she’s still feeling it.

She’s not big on smiling, so I love how easily I can make her lips twitch.

She rewards me with a hint of a grin before she moves closer and rests her head against mine, her fingers on the back of my neck, curling into my hair.

“This whole thing will be cleared up in an hour, and we can all come back to bed after,” she promises, before she tilts her face to kiss me. The soft press of her lips is meant as a simple reassurance, but I don’t let her pull back. I hold her close and move my lips against hers, until she opens up to let me taste her. One last time.

I’ll never get to feel her in my arms like this again, so I make the most of it.

She gasps in a breath between my hungry kisses. I taste her until her skin flushes the darkest shade of pink I’ve ever seen her wear, and then I dip my hand between her slick thighs, to coat my fingers in her arousal and taste the sweetness in her from our final kiss.

It’s sweeter than she’s ever tasted, or my senses are sharper because I want to remember every second of this moment.

“Goddess,” she whispers, her dark eyes almost completely black with arousal. “Oscar…”

“I get the best kisser award,” I tell her, as I clean her juices off my fingers with my tongue.

“Fucking hell,” Everett whispers from the bed.

Bonus points for turning our grumpy Alpha on. I can feel his arousal from across the room, and I can see it when I look at the way his cock is stretching out the sheets at his groin. Granted, he’s probably only hard because I brought Cheryl’s heat to the surface, but she wouldn’t be wet if I hadn’t kissed her like that.

Cheryl closes her eyes for a second before she grabs another pair of panties from the dresser and leaves the room. I let her compose herself. Her friends will be here any second.

“Did you have to do that?” Everett all but growls at me when our mate is out of earshot.

“I absolutely did,” I tell him.

I give my dick a little squeeze and pre-cum stains my boxers instantly.

On any other day, that kiss might have made me come.

My control isn’t the best, and that’s got a lot to do with feeling what everyone else is feeling.

Today, my own emotions are too up and down to let me get lost in anyone else’s.

My dick stays hard, but I can ignore the compulsion to grip it.

At least, I can if I get away from Everett’s apparently unstoppable desire.

I grab some clothes out of the dresser. “I’ll shower in one of the other bathrooms.”

I leave the room before I can make my Alpha any angrier.

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