Rejected His Miracle Luna (Dorothy and Ignatius)

Chapter 111

-Dorothy-

Ignatius practically dragged me outside, tugging me along with a hand closed around my wrist. We had

barely burst through the front doors, spilling into the moonlight outside before he had me pressed

against the wall of the building.

I was completely captivated by the hot blaze of S**ual intent in his eyes, my worries forgotten in the

moment.

For now, we were merely loving mates, hungry for each other and pulsing with desperate need.

Nothing more, nothing less. I was willing to set aside my frustrations for the time being, better yet, to

unleash them upon him in a furious display of charged erotic energe

1 quivered under his touch, gripping his back and moaning at the tantalizing brush of his sensual lips

over my throat. Ignanus k*ssed along the juncture of my neck. My arousal skyrocketed when his hard

b*dy flattened me to the wall, pinning. my hips with the slightest pressure from his own.

1 barely managed to undo one button before my hunger got the best of me, and I tore off his shirt, the

fabric giving way to expose his arms and chest, his skin luminous in the moonlight. The scars that

laced his chest were paler still, and my fingers traced the sporadic curves down to the seam of his

jeans:

Ignatius blazed with dark S**ual desire, his jaw shadowed by stubble and his brows furrowing over

stormy blue eyes. My mate, my counterpart. Irrevocably and unapologetically male. I stood completely

transfixed by him as I watched the ice melt behind his eyes.

He claimed my mouth in a hot, demanding k*ss and I moaned, the sliding of his tongue robbing my

knees of their last bit of strength. It was all I could do to stand upright, overcome by the Just that

coursed in my veins.

His hands fisted in my hair, his grip almost painful in its intensity as he held me in place. I k*ssed him

back with equal force. my explosive response every bit as fierce as his

I put my hands against his chest, my fingers grazing hard muscle while he pressed his thigh between

my legs. When he broke the k*ss I leaned my head back against the wall, trying to regain focus, only to

feel the warmth of his breath at my neck

I could feel his skin against my bare chest, pale in the moonlight, And his hand slid confidently down

my back to the base of my spine.

“I don’t have it in me to take things slow.” his voice was rough in my ear, hot with arousal and a primal

burning desire. “I don’t think you do either.”

I responded by grinding against his knee, breathless and panting while I worked to unzip my jeans.

Ignatius did the honors for me, pulling the rough fabric down to my knees with ruthless efficiency while

his mouth claimed mine again. His k*ss was urgent, and frantic, demanding all of me in a single bite.

I wove my arms around his neck, pulling him closer while my back arched against the wall behind me. I

didn’t care that we were out in the open, and that Ignatius had me wet and vulnerable under his touch. I

wanted this wild, delirious ride to last

forever

I wanted to believe there was nothing beyond this point, only pleasure and playfulness. Only love and

desire and burning

arousal

I could hear the ocean roaring in the distance, the sound competing with the blood rushing in my ears. I

could hear Ignatius’s heartbeat, thudding against my palin as he k*ssed me desperately, granting me

no time to reason or falter.

It was a bombardment of the senses, his knee pressed to my most sensitive point, my bottom lip

snagged between his teeth. When his hand covered the swell of my breast I gasped, and the sound

morphed into a gratified moarwhen his fingers gently teased its hardened peak

When he dragged his lips from mine and took the firm bud in his mouth, it was as if someone had

plunged a flaming blade through my neck down to any pelvis Governed by my senses alone, my hips

moved in a staccato rhythm, my b*dy dead set

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on relieving the ache that had begun to build in my lower abdomen.

But Ignatius wasn’t ready to release me just yet. Before I could grind myself to an earth-shattering

climax, he pulled away. and I let out a moan of betrayal

Ignatius brushed a thumb over my lips, the sa distic glint in his eye telling me he was taking great

pleasure in watching me

My mate who was so cold on the outside, and so tender towards his family, also wielded a sharper,

playfully dangerous side. I caught a glimpse of it then, when he sank to his knees before me, a satisfied

smirk playing on his lips.

Se desperate in my need for release, when his firm hands spread my legs apart again, I could do

nothing but comply. I gasped when he ran a finger over the damp fabric of my underwhar, his hot

breath fanning the flames that roared at my

And then in one smooth motion, he pulled the fabric aside and could think of nothing but the skilled

strokes of his tongue the unerring accuracy as he circled my c lit, licking and sucking and sending me

spiraling into new depths of debauchery.

1 struggled to stand, leaning back against the wall while I shifted my weight from one foot to the other,

fis ting a hand in his tousled snowy hair. I tried to move my hips, to back against his mouth in search of

a quick climax.

But Ignatius gripped my thighs tightly, securing me in place while he continued his sensual feasting. I

was practically. sobbing at the intensity of it all and I groaned his name in a desperate plea

Ignatius’s voter was a husky command, an order that penetrated the fog in my head. “Look at me.”

And my eyes met huis. I knew without having to see it that my cheeks were flushed warm and red. My

hair tumbled around my face, my chest heaving while I struggled to catch my breath,

Tenatius’s gaze was sensual, tinted with a touch of sadi stic satisfaction. His lips curved up into a smirk

as he pulled away. taking pride in his ability to unravel me so effortlessly.

Before I could come to my senses, his fingers closed around my wrist, pulling me down to his level. He

was gentle then, closing a hand behind the base of my neck and lowering me onto my back with a slow

k*ss. He removed my jeans completely, along with my drenched underwear splaying me out beneath

him.

Ignatius kept his eyes locked on mine, while he positioned himself at my center. I felt the silken heat of

him scorch me to my very core as he buried himself inside of me with a single, hard thrust

I cried out at the sudden entrance, my voice ringing out into the night. I sank my nails into the rippling

muscles of his back. My forehead knocked against his shoulder when I tihed my head forwand,

overwhelmed by the sudden blend of pleasure and pain

Ignatius’s breaths were ragged as he thrust deeper still, exuding raw power and obsessive dominance

that only I was allowed. to witness. This was a primordial pleasure reserved only for me, for the two of

us together.

Just as much as I found comfort and relief in the vulnerability of surrender, so did my mate find

satisfaction in these moments of pure possession.

My heart hammered in my chest when Ignatius cupped my face, gripping tightly and guiding my gaze

so I could see nothing at him. His gaze was compelling, and the synergy between its was apparent

before he surged into me again, a fast, Jan pace that left me gasping beneath him, dragging red lines

cross his back Each poignant thrust drove me closer and closer to that release that had been withheld

from me, and I reveled in the unadulterated pleasure.

When I began to spasin beneath him Ignanus slowed his pace, prolonging the release for the both of

us, throwing the back the agong edge he had me on from the beginning But I had waited long enough

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I leaned forward and upped at has button lip, dragging my tongue along his jawline and down his neck;

aking hand emogli to drave faunes My guttural moan an has war was the tual stra ss and Ignatius

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I felt myself tighten around him, and I h o oked my legs around his waist, driving him in deeper as a

back-breaking orgasm wracked through my b*dy. The scorching intensity of it left me breathless and

twitching Ignatius came undone a moment later, swearing under his breath while I felt the hot liquid

force of his own release

We both lay there for a while, with Ignatius still buried inside of me, pulsing as he rode out the last of

his load. I lay on my back, gasping for air and waiting for the flames that enveloped me to cease.

Eventually, Ignatius muttered something indecipherable against my neck before rolling over onto his

back, and taking me with him.

I leaned my damp forehead against his chest, tracing his collarbone with my finger, listening to the

elated beating of his heart

“Do you think anyb*dy heard that?”

I couldn’t help the giggle that escaped my lips. “Probably just a few birds, some deer and maybe a bat

or two.”

Ignatius chuckled quietly before pressing a ragged k*ss to my forehead “Thank you, Dorothy.”

I lifted my head to gaze at him, falling endlessly into those cool blue eyes. His skin was damp and his

white hair was pasted to his forehead in sha ggy straggles

I was certain my own hair looked like a bird has taken up residence there. We seemed to have a

natural talent for unraveling each other completely.

I stroked his cheek, relieved to see him looking so human under my touch. “For what?”

For bringing me back.”