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Rebirth of the Lycan’s Luna
Are you a virgin (18+)–1
Ava TOV
“I want to take a bath,” Raphael said, his voice a cool command that left no room for argument. He moved towards the end of the room, where a doorway led to a staircase. As he descended, the steps illuminated with a soft, glowing light, casting flickering shadows across the walls. The sight was mesmerizing, like something out of a dream.
I stood at the entrance, hesitating, as I took in the magical ambtance around me. The room was like nothing I’d ever seen, a warm, misty haven that seemed to radiate comfort and luxiny, Steam rose from a spring–like pool at the bottom, the air thick with the scent of exotic herbs and rich earth.
Magic, I mused to myself, my thoughts wandering.
“Yes, it is,” Maya responded, her voice a soft purr in my mind. “Did you see how the water came about?”
“No,” I whispered back, my curiosity piqued, but my focus was pulled away by the soft glow of the room.
“Are you not curious?” Maya asked, her tone playful.
“I am,” I admitted, a small smile tugging at my lips.
“Me too,” she replied, before falling silent again, letting me absorb the scene before me.
As my eyes wandered, they caught sight of Raphael at the pool’s edge. He was undressing, his movements fluid and unhurried. I quickly averted my gaze, heat rushing to my cheeks. My heart pounded in my chest, a steady rhythm that echoed in my ears. I knew I should leave, give him the privacy he deserved, but something held me in place.
“Come here,” Raphael’s voice reverberated through the space, stopping me mid–step. It wasn’t a request; it was an order, one that made my pulse quicken with something I couldn’t quite name.
I hesitated for only a moment before descending the stairs, my steps tentative, my eyes fixed on the floor. As I approached him, I kept my gaze lowered, trying to maintain some semblance of decorum.
“Wash and massage me,” he commanded, his tone leaving no room for an argument.
My breath caught in my throat, but I nodded, silently picking up the washcloth. I began to work, my hands trembling slightly as I washed his broad shoulders, carefully avoiding any intimate areas. The tension in the room was noticeable, thick enough to taste, and it made my heart race faster than a thousand machines.
As I massaged his muscles, I felt him begin to relax under my touch. His eyes remained closed, his breathing deep and steady. For a moment, I allowed myself to relax as well, focusing on the feel of his skin beneath my fingers, the way his muscles eased under my
hands.
He was built like a warrior, all hard lines and strength, a stark contrast to the softness I was accustomed to. Landon could never be
like this, so powerful, so… commanding.
I risked a glance at his face, and my breath hitched when I noticed how peaceful he looked, as though he was truly at peace. I continued my ministrations, my hands moving over his biceps, feeling the ripple of his muscles beneath my touch. But as I worked,
my eyes wandered lower, and that’s when I noticed the bulge.
His
body was responding to my touch, a sign of the effect I was having on him. My face burned, and I quickly looked away, trying to ignore the warmth pooling in my belly. This was wrong, wasn’t it? I wasn’t supposed to feel this way, I wasn’t supposed to react to him like this.
“Don’t stop,” Raphael’s voice broke through my thoughts, his tone firm. I jumped slightly, surprised that he wasn’t asleep, as I’d
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assumed.
the charged atmosphere between UR. of it, like a physical weight pressing
Aty hands trembled ast continued, my movements more careful now more awate of
heavy on me watching every move l made, and could feel the intensity
was
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Who interrupted them? That was so hot and unexpected.
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flis gaze
down on me.
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