Chasing His Kickass Luna Back Chapter 209

Abby

It’s well past two in the morning by the time I unlock the front door to my apartment. My feet are so sore that all I can think about is collapsing onto the couch, but I also smell like a kitchen and there’s a solid layer of sweat coating my entire body, so the shower comes first.

I quickly shed my chef’s uniform and turn on the hot water. While the bathroom fills with steam, I comb out my tangled hair and allow myself a few moments to just breathe.

The Alpha gathering was a success; a huge success. And although my parting with Karl was bittersweet, I feel like a new door has opened on the next chapter of my life.

With a satisfied smile, I climb into the shower and let the hot water cascade over me. I spend a long time just scrubbing, washing away the grime from cooking all night. By the time I’m finished, I feel as though I’ve just shed a whole layer of skin, and I step out of the shower feeling like a new woman.

After drying, I wrap my hair in a towel and grab my plush robe. I wrap it around myself, reveling in the warmth and comfort, and then get to work with my various lotions, ointments, and perfumes.

But I’m just finishing up brushing my teeth when I hear my doorbell ring.

Instantly, the nerves in my body coil. It’s well past two in the morning now; who the hell could be visiting now?

As I’m hesitating, the doorbell goes off again. I tentatively make my way out to the foyer, my heart in my throat. Is it one of my staff, maybe? A neighbor?

But then, as I peek through the peephole, my heart nearly stops. It’s not either of those things.

It’s Karl.

I quickly unlock the door and swing it open. Karl looks somewhat disheveled, his hair windswept and his expression conflicted. He’s still wearing his tuxedo from earlier, although his tie is loosened and his jacket is missing.

“Karl?” I stammer, utterly surprised.

“Hey,” he says, his voice a mix of uncertainty and what sounds like determination. “Can I come in?”

“Sure, but… What are you doing here? I thought you went home.”

Karl runs a hand through his hair and takes a deep breath. “I... I got halfway home, and I couldn’t do it,” he admits. “Abby, I couldn’t just leave you like that. I had to come back.”

I’m taken aback. I don’t know what to say; he came back for me? But what about his pack? What about his duties?

But before I can fully process what’s happening, he’s stepping forward, closing the distance between us. Our lips meet in a passionate, hungry kiss. The world fades away, and I’m left in a void of nothingness with him, my body coursing with electricity.

The kiss lingers for a long time before I finally work up the strength to pull away. My heart is pounding in my chest, my eyes wide. “Karl…”

Karl’s eyes are dark with desire as he looks at me. “Abby,” he murmurs, his voice husky, “can I come in?”

I nod and step aside to let him enter. He walks in, and I close the door behind him. The air is charged with tension, and neither of us speaks a word as we lock eyes.

“Karl, what did you come here for?” I find myself asking, although I think I already know the answer.

He stares at me for a moment, looking just as incredulous as I feel, and then his hand raises to my cheek. His thumb strokes my skin. I can smell his cologne even from here. And it’s in that moment that I know for sure.

My hand shakes slightly as I raise it to pull the towel off of my hair, letting my damp hair cascade over my shoulders. The air seems to suck out of the room then as I reach for the belt on my robe.

And then, in one swift motion, I pull the belt loose and shrug the robe off of my shoulders.

Karl’s eyes wander my naked body, a hungry look in his gaze that I haven’t seen in its full intensity in years. Without hesitation, he steps forward and touches my skin, my breasts, my hips. His touch sends a shiver down my spine.

Our lips meet once more. It’s a fiery, passionate kiss filled with longing and pent-up desire. His tongue works its way into my mouth, exploring it like new territory. Our bodies press together, and I can feel the heat of his skin against mine through his clothes.

Desire courses through me, and I can’t hold back any longer. I reach for the buttons of his shirt, eager to feel his skin against mine. As the last button comes undone, his shirt falls to the floor, and I trace my fingers over his chest, savoring the sensation of his bulging muscles and soft skin.

In a swift, careful movement, he then loops his arm around my waist and picks me up with ease. I wrap my legs around him and suck on the soft skin of his neck as he carries me to the bedroom. He lays me down on the bed, and I watch as he loosens then removes his belt and pants before he crawls on top of me.

All at once, it’s as if the years we spent without each other have stretched on endlessly and yet they never happened at the same time. A soft moan escapes his lips as I reach down, stroking him through his briefs. He’s hard already, and his hips buck slightly at my touch.

“Karl,” I whisper, my voice trembling slightly. “Are you sure…”

“Quiet,” he murmurs in a commanding yet gentle tone. He bends down to press his lips to my neck, and our bodies melt together. I roll my hips against his instinctively, my wolf churning inside of me.

Neither of us speaks after that—not in words, at least. Our bodies do the speaking for us. His lips trail along my bare skin, sending jolts through my body, and I reach down to work my hand into the waistband of his briefs.

But he grabs me by the wrist, pinning my arm to the bed and making me breathless.

“Not yet,” he hisses, his voice husky and thick.

In this moment, beneath his Alpha gaze, I feel my instincts kick in. I nod, tilting my head back to give him access to my neck. He lets out a soft growl and bites my neck, hard at first, but then more gently, and softly licks the skin up to my earlobe. I let out a soft moan, my back arching away from the bed.

Then, his fingers are trailing down my body, over my breasts and nipples, down the soft skin of my belly and toward my bare pussy. His fingers are cool and smooth as he works them into me. I instantly cry out in ecstasy, resulting in a cheeky grin on his part.

“I never forgot what you like,” he whispers as he moves his fingers inside of me, twisting and thrusting them back and forth with ease. “Not for a moment.”

“I-I can tell,” I stammer as a hot flush creeps into my cheeks.

Karl chuckles, a low rumbling sound. I feel small beneath him as he uses his free hand to work his cock out of his briefs. My gaze follows his hands, and my eyes widen slightly.

“What?” he asks.

I shake my head. “You’re just bigger than I remember,” I say with a laugh. “That’s all.”

Karl just lets out a soft growl as he pulls his fingers out of me and pushes my legs apart.

“Let’s put that to the test,” he murmurs, his eyes flashing with mischief.