Under the Blood Moon by Jenny Garcia (latest books to read TXT) 📖

shots in every aspect of our relationship. “Travis we have two days left until the awakening and there is no way to know what will happen. If these are our last days..” He cuts me off, grabs my arm pulling me into his chest and presses a passionate kiss on my lips. I return the kiss and my lips begin to burn. He slips his hand under my tank top and gently runs his finger down my stomach and grips the top of my pajama shorts. It sends shivers up my spine and then he pushes me to my back and straddles me. I can’t help but giggle with excitement. Travis face begins to turn red and he leans in kissing me gently. He pulls back biting my lip and another surge of passion rips through me. He looks deep into my eyes and whispers “Are you sure?” I grab him by the back of the hair pulling him into me again and kissing him hard. He squeals like a little girl and begins to laugh. I kiss his neck all the way up to his ear and he groans. I softly whisper into his ear “Yes Travis I am ready.” He jumps off the bed and runs over to the lights turning them off. He turns back to face me and leaps back onto the bed. We both start giggling excitedly pulling the covers over our heads.

 

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The sun is peeking through my bedroom window gently waking me from the most restful sleep that I have had since we came to the Lake House. My head is still resting on Travis’s chest and his heart is beating in my ear. His arm is wrapped around me and my leg his resting across his pelvis. This is where I want to be, in his arms forever. Memories of last night rush back into my mind and I can feel my cheeks heat up with embarrassment. I never knew that was how sex would be. So much passion and energy…it was utterly intense. Travis has no idea, but that was my first time. I can’t help but see the romance in it…my first time with the one person I knew I would be spending the rest of my life with. That is how it is supposed to be and I feel bad for anyone who doesn’t get to experience what I just had. Travis begins to move and I realize that he is waking up. I roll back over to my side of the bed and let him wake up. I roll over to face the window, although the sun is warm on my face, there are dark clouds far in the horizon. The storm… I just hope that it doesn’t come until after everything is over. I feel Travis roll to his side and wrap his arm around my waist, “Good morning” He says mid yawn. I roll back to face him and kiss him on the end of the nose, “Morning.” Last night was amazing and I all I want to do is talk about it but for some reason I feel too embarrassed to bring it up. I look down in between us and realize that we are both still naked. “Oh my gosh!” I pull the blankets over me and lay flat on my back. Having him seen me naked for the first time was much easier when it was the heat of the moment in the dark. Now I feel exposed and embarrassed. He starts to laugh at me and his chuckle makes my heart melt. “So I can’t look at you now because its day time?” I look over to him and my cheeks are red as a tomato. “I don’t know this is all new to me. I just forgot that I was completely naked still.” He looks at me confused, “What do you mean this is new to you?” I pull my covers over my head. God this is so embarrassing, now I have to explain that fact that I am a vir… was a virgin. “Well…that was my…first time.” He lifts his head from his pillow and sits up onto his elbow. His face lights up in a way that I have never seen it before. He almost shouts in excitement, “You were a VIRGIN!” I rip the covers down from my face and whisper urgently to him. “Shhh, do you want to announce to my mother that you just deflowered me!” He puts his hand over his mouth and starts to giggle. He moves his hand from his mouth and whispers, “Sorry, Why didn’t you tell me that before last night?”

“Would it have made a difference?” He looks down and shakes his head from side to side. “Of course it would have been different. I would have made things a little more memorable and romantic.”

“Trust me Travis, I will never forget that.” I look down at his body and I still can’t believe that he is mine. His abs and pecs are so defined he looks as if he was drawn. I have seen him without his shirt before but now it’s like I am seeing him in a whole different light. I cant help but get butterflies in my stomach looking at him completely naked. I realize that I have just been staring at his body no saying a word and I am sure that he can tell. I look back up at him and he is smiling like he has won the lottery, “Soak it in little lady” I hit his shoulder and he rolls onto his side laughing. He can be so cocky sometimes. There is a knock at the door that makes us both jump. “Hey… are you guys getting up.” My mom calls for us behind the door. We holler back at her at the same time, “Yes.” He looks to me and pulls me in for a kiss. “I guess play time is over. Come on let’s get up before she get suspicious.” He chuckles and gets out of bed. He slides on his boxes and then sweatpants. I follow and put my Pajamas back on.

 

We both walk down the hallway holding hands and giggling. We get to the dining table and it is covered with every sort of breakfast food you could imagine. Pancakes, sausages, bacon, hash browns, eggs the list is endless. I breathe in deeply through my nose and the smell is heavily, it almost warms my soul. I turn and walk into the kitchen where my mother is standing, washing the pots and pans she used. “Wow mom, everything looks amazing! What is the occasion?” She turns to me smiling, “Think of it as a pre-birthday celebration. I just thought since your day is going to be full on the actual day that we should celebrate early.” I feel the stings of tears fighting their way to the surface. “Thanks Mom.” She realizes that I am fighting back tears and she rushes over to me squeezing me tightly. I feel a wet spot growing on my shoulder and I realize that she is still holding the sponge. I could care less at this moment. She lets me go just far enough to look me in the face, “Everything is going to be fine. Travis is going to be fine, I am going to be fine and you are going to do great things once this is all over. I try to take her comforting words into consideration but its hard to accept them. All i can i do for now is hug her tightly. She releases me, kisses me on the forehead and finishes up her washing. I look to Travis who has already starting eating breakfast. “Um Travis, don't you think you should wait for us?” He looks up at me with a mouth filled with food. He tries to respond and small bits of pancake fall from his mouth. “Ew, just keep eating” I walk over the to the table pulling out the chair directly across from him and start to fill my plate. I hear the water being turned off in the kitchen and my mom walks out wiping her hands off on a grey dish towel. She pulls the chair out the at head of the table and joins us. This is the first time in almost two weeks that we have sat down for a meal together, ever since the night Denise attack my mom. We haven’t seen very much of Denise. SHe has been staying in her room most of the time doing God knows what, and to be completely honest I don’t care what she is doing. There is a creaking sound coming from down the hall and it makes us all stop what we are doing and stare towards the hall. For a moment there is nothing, then the sound of barefeet walking on hardwood floors breaks the silence. Denise steps into the room, her hair rated and clothes are disheveled, It looks as if she has been wearing the same thing for a week. She doesn't look like her normal self. She looks at all the delicious food and a low grumbling escapes her stomach. “Denise if you are hungry you can sit down.” She looks at me surprised. I know that feeding someone that is helping the one person that is trying to kill me doesn't sound like a good idea but I have always been told to keep my friends closer but my enemies closer. “Niki, why is it that you continue to be kind to me? I swear you do it just to irritate me” I don’t really have an answer for that and frankly the question catches me off guard. Travis looks to me and shakes his head trying to persuade me not to answer her. This, obviously, makes me want to continue the conversation with her more. “Denise, to be honest, I don’t know. Maybe because you’re my mates mother or maybe because I feel sorry for you.” He eyes grow wide and her face becomes red with anger, “Feel sorry for me? Why on earth would you feel sorry for me?” She shifts her weight onto her left hip and crosses her arms across her chest. I have a feeling that if I tell her what I am really thinking things are going to become ugly. I take a deep breath and begin to explain myself, “Well for one thing you think that your whole life has been sabotaged by my mom and that is not true. The night of your awakening was not her fault and deep down you know that. All these years you have needed someone to blame for all the pain and regret that you have in your heart. She was the easiest person to blame. Renee didn’t take you into the Royal Court and that made you bitter. Instead of accepting it and moving on you have harbored the anger.” She stares at me harshly as she listens to everything that I have to say. I can tell that her anger is rising not because I am wrong, but because she agrees with me. Its hard for people to confess their deepest fears and finally taking responsibility for the way her life has turned out, seems to be her biggest fear. “You don’t look at all the blessing that came from not being taken into the Royal Court.” She cuts me off, “Oh ya, since you know so much, why don’t you tell me the great blessings that I have been given?”I pause for a moment and look at Travis who is trying to stay out of this argument. My mom is eating silently like nothing is happening. “Well for one...Travis. If you had been accepted into the court you may not of had him. You spend so much time thinking about the negative things in your life that