Total pages in book: 189
Estimated words: 181808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 909(@200wpm)___ 727(@250wpm)___ 606(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 181808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 909(@200wpm)___ 727(@250wpm)___ 606(@300wpm)
“I’m hungry. If I’m not getting sex tonight,” he complained, “the least you could do is feed me.”
“What do you want?” She started scooting off the bed.
“Popcorn.”
Ugh. She hated it when he ate popcorn. But after critiquing how romantic he wasn’t, she wasn’t about to complain about what he wanted to eat.
Yawning, she went into the kitchen and opened the cabinet where they kept their snacks. Open-mouthed, she stared at the contents before returning to the bedroom.
Moon was sitting up in bed, leaning his back on the headboard with his arms crossed over his chest.
“You love me.”
“I told you I did,” he said huffily.
“You bought me a whole cabinet of girl scout cookies.”
“I did, and I even dared Kendra to touch them. I told her I’d find another babysitter if she touched one single box.”
“That’s so sweet.” Walking back to the bed, she picked the rope back off the floor. “Here, you can tie me up again.” She climbed back onto the bed and handed him the rope.
“Nope,” he said curtly. “You haven’t earned me tying you up again. You hurt my feelings.”
“I’ll make it up to you,” she promised.
Moon’s eyebrows rose, interest sparkling in his eyes. “How?”
Larissa straddled his hips, tunneling her fingers through his hair. Even with his ring on her finger, she still couldn’t quite believe this beautiful man was hers.
Pressing a sweet kiss to his mouth, she disentangled her hands from his hair to lean slightly back, untying the bow between her breasts. Shrugging the gown back, she allowed Moon to see her body.
His eyes slipped downward, stopping over her heart. “That’s where you snuck off to this morning,” he said in a husky voice.
“It’s a little sore,” she confessed. “Killyama told me it’s kinda tradition with The Last Riders.”
“You didn’t have to do it because—”
Larissa pressed her fingers over his lips. “I would have done it regardless. I did it to show you I belong to you. Only to you. I love you, Moon.”
“I love you, too.”
Her finger hovered over the tattoo of the moon. “The moon, of course, is you,” she explained. “And the two stars represent me and Jace, so you know that, regardless of if you’re full of light or swallowed up in darkness, you will always feel us by your side.”
His hand curled around the nape of her neck. “You got it so wrong.”
“You don’t like it?” Hurt, she tried to look away so he couldn’t see.
Moon’s hand turned her face back to his. “It’s not that I don’t like it; you just got it wrong.”
Confused, she frowned at him.
“You’re not a little star. You’re the Earth. We’re a team. I give you gravity, so you aren’t always stuck in your head.” His hand hovered over the tattoo of the moon. “The Moon and Earth are constant with each other, neither straying from the other’s orbit. I provide a shield when any motherfucker tries to take what’s mine. I’m no Shakespeare, so know I’m not great at coming up with something on the fly, but one thing for sure is you’re no fucking little star.”
She blinked back tears, a tremulous smile playing around her lips. “I’ll make another tattoo appointment,” she told him. “But what about the other star? It won’t have any meaning.”
“Yeah.” Giving her a sultry look, Moon arched his hips under her, showing he was still hard. “In nine months, it will, give or take.”
Her husband might be the most romantic Last Rider after all. His words removed her fears of him not wanting more children. He was giving her everything she wanted.
“Hey, what’s wrong? If you don’t want another kid so quickly, we can wait—”
She shook her head. “I do. It’s not that.”
“Then why are you crying?”
“I don’t know why you love me. I drive you crazy.” She gave him a shaky laugh to hide she was about to burst into tears. “There isn’t one thing you can’t get from another woman who won’t make you feel as if the apocalypse is imminent. One whose mother you might even like. Heck, I bet they would beg you to tie them up. Name one thing I do another woman wouldn’t do better.”
“I can.” Moon tenderly tilted her face back so she could see how serious he was. “None of them can kiss me like you do.” Lifting her mouth to his, he held their mouths a breath away. “As if your soul is telling me you love me.”
“Does your soul say anything back?” she whispered.
“You want me to tell you a secret no one else knows?”
“Yes.” What did this secret have to do with her question?
“You know I told you I kept hearing a voice telling me to watch out for Jace?” He waited for her to nod before continuing. “It wasn’t the first time I heard that voice. When I was young and my makuahine told me we would be leaving Hawaii to move to Nevada, I was so angry that I ran away.” Moon gave her a wry glance. “I didn’t get very far. I heard the voice and ran back.”