Blessing of Luna (Wolfgods Book 1) Blaise Ramsay (websites to read books for free .TXT) 📖

“Damien, courting doesn’t mean immediate commitment. Like humans, lycans take our time courting each other. We don’t date multiple individuals. Most of the time, we court who we want to mate with.” Jill said, trying to ease the tension she could see in Damien’s eyes.

They walked in silence, both thinking about what their future together might be.

Chapter Eleven

Jill led Damien to a place so beautiful, it took his breath away. Weeping willows shielded a small pond from one side while the other was a rock ledge covered in vine flowers and brush kissed with the wisps of winter frost.

A waterfall cascaded over the rocks turning into a soft mist before churning water so clear you could almost see to the bottom. Small hints of steam rose up from the water.

The smell of the flowers mixed with the soft hint of the winter chill and the leaves and bark of the weeping willow. It was a relaxing scent that eased the tension in Damien’s body as he looked around.

He nearly lost his footing when his eyes fell back on Jill.

She had stripped down to her underwear and bra and stepped into the water up to her waist. Her raven hair fell in silken waves down her porcelain back. The scars a faded pink against it.

The light of the moon pulled the blue highlights out of her hair, illuminating her icy green eyes.

Christ, she was perfect. Damien stood frozen at her beauty. His head fighting the heated need nagging his groin.

Jill turned to meet Damien’s gaze, smiling at the look of wonder she saw in his eyes. She held out her hand, inviting him to join her. “Well, are you going to stand there like a handsome statue or are you going to join me? This spring is warm for most of the year. It feels good on your skin.”

Damien hurriedly stripped down to his underwear, joining Jill to find it was almost like a hot spring only a bit cooler. The gentle warmth of the water relaxed his frayed nerves and eased his tense muscles.

Jill felt so full of love as her cheek met his chest, savoring the beat of his heart. Her hand rested on his pectoral muscle to feel the rise and fall of each breath. The other rested upon his hip, feeling the indention of the bone against the muscle. The soft murmur of his blood as it moved through his veins relieved her to know he was still alive. The easy beat of his heart comforted her, bringing forth a sigh as she closed her eyes.

Damien raised her face to embrace her mouth with his, savoring the feeling of desire that radiated from her kiss. All doubt melted into nothing as his tongue explored her sweet recesses. His hand traveled down her side to her lower back, his fingers flattened over her tailbone.

Gently he pushed to bring her into his body as far as he could. His other hand caressed her face and neck. Their bodies fit so perfectly into each other it was if they were made to be together.

Damien didn’t know how but it was like he’d been waiting for Jill.

The pain, the loneliness, the awkward feeling of not belonging all disappeared in this moment when he allowed himself to truly be with her. No longer did he want to hold back his feelings. She'd shown him her world, opened herself to him willingly despite the slight fear of what he would think or do when she did.

Damien lifted Jill’s legs over his hips, the water helped him handle her weight even further as his hand held the soft cheek of her rear end. His thumb savored the soft skin of her thigh.

Jill’s fingers tangled through the strands of Damien’s soft hair. The feeling of his muscles as they tightened and relaxed under her hand excited her. His lips felt gentle against the skin of her neck, sending shivers down her spine.

The smell of him filled her nostrils, intoxicating her and raising her desire further. She had to be careful to keep control to avoid hurting him. Her hands ran over every dip and rise of the muscles of his arms.

Damien’s mouth on her collarbone made it hard for Jill not to grip his arm so hard it could bruise.

Damien grasped Jill’s hair, his fingers savoring the soft, raven strands that possessed his dreams almost every night after he first saw her on the college campus.

 The feeling of needing to know her burned inside of him until he caught her in his room on their first night together. Then it wasn’t a matter of needing. He wanted to know her.

Everything felt right with Jill. She filled the holes in his heart he didn’t think anyone would ever be able to heal. She understood him on a level no one, not even his parents, could.

When their eyes met, they were dazed and full of the hidden desires they both knew existed for each other. A deep desire neither one of them could fight much longer.

Damien rested his forehead against Jill’s, his eyes closing. “I love you.” He said, his hand stroking the soft skin of Jill’s face.

“I love you too.” Jill smiled, her mouth once again meeting his in a sweet embrace.

They held each other close for what seemed like hours, their kisses warm and deep, the heat of their bodies mixed with the heat of the water.

A soft howl rose across the wind, grabbing Jill’s attention.

“That was Kain. We better go.”

Damien kissed her lips one last time, upset that he had to let her go. He wanted to make love to her.

Damn. He thought as he watched Jill get out of the water, shaking before getting dressed.

A thought came to him as he