Fated: The Alpha's Unwanted Luna-Chapter 158: The big progress

Sebastian, who had been staring into the distance, turned to look at the woman in front of him. She looked emotional, her glistening blue eyes shimmering behind cracked glasses, and he blinked, taken aback, he had not expected her to look so pained, as though she truly cared, when everybody else had always thought he was exaggerating his hatred for Moonwillow, especially every members of Moonwillow Pack.

Sebastian raised his hand and pressed it against hers where it rested on his cheek, closing his fingers around hers and bringing it down from his face to hold it as he spoke without looking away from her eyes.

"You have nothing to be sorry about. You were not there, and you were not among those who tortured me. And you don’t have to look so sad, it’s all in the past." He assured her gently, bringing her hand up to his lips to press a lingering kiss against the back of it.

Viola felt a little spark at the back of her hand where his lips touched, but she couldn’t even dwell on it as she was busy imagining everything he must have gone through in the past. He said he was okay now, but she knew that was a lie, because she didn’t think anyone could ever truly be fine after witnessing the death of their beloved parents and then enduring such torture in Moonwillow.

Viola had never had real loving parents of her own, but she knew from the way she had loved the Lindens despite them being nothing more than her adoptive family, that if she had ever had real parents who truly loved her and she had lost them in such a horrific way, she would never be truly fine again. She would carry that pain in her heart for the rest of her life. Of all the emotions a person could suffer through, pain and grief were the hardest to ever truly heal from.

Viola suddenly felt the urge to make him feel better the way he had made her feel better from her own physical pain. And so she pulled her hand away from his and brought it back to his face, stroking the side of his lips with her thumb, her gaze falling down to his mouth.

Viola knew many things about her kind, even having turned out wolfless. She knew that what could lift a mate’s spirit was intimate contact and the receiving of affection. Though she herself did not have the wolf to long for such a feeling, Sebastian had it, and he could feel the bond.

As much as she would be in pain because of Evan’s binding mark, she still wanted to make Sebastian feel better and to help him forget about what she had made him relive by telling her. She bit the inside of her cheek hesitantly before she slowly began to lean in toward his lips.

Sebastian immediately knew what she was doing even before she did it, and he held his breath, watching her come closer, because this was the greatest progress he could have ever imagined happening tonight.

He watched her slowly press her lips against his, and the spark that burst through his body was so intense it almost felt like electricity crackling beneath his skin, made all the more powerful by the fact that she was the one to initiate the intimacy.

Viola kissed him the way she knew how to kiss, a simple touch of lips to lips, and the kiss remained like that for a full ten seconds until Sebastian moved and parted his mouth and took over, moving his lips slowly and deliberately against hers.

Viola felt a sharp tug of pain in her chest, twisting it painfully, but she endured the agony of her mark to Evan in order to help this man feel emotionally better, allowing him to take the kiss to the next level.

When she put her arm around his neck to draw him even closer for physical contact, his powerful hands suddenly pulled her up until she was lying half on top of him and half on the bed, their chests pressing together along with the warmth of their middles, a contact that felt so deliciously like heaven to Sebastian that a low groan escaped him.

He slanted his head and began to kiss her hungrily, moving his lips over hers without a trace of restraint, parting his mouth to graze his tongue along her childishly locked lips, silently urging her to part them for him so he could taste her fully and completely.

At first touch she stiffened slightly, then shuddered with both pleasure and pain together. Against her lips he whispered, "Mi amor..."

His tongue returned insistently, and at its touch Viola subconsciously opened her mouth and welcomed it as it begged to be received in kind. She parted her lips experimentally and felt the wondrous shock of heat and wetness as Sebastian’s tongue boldly entered her mouth and swept in a full, deep circle around its warmth, exploring every part of her it could reach.

Despite the pain blooming in her chest, Viola shyly followed his lead, returning the intimacy, tasting him, sampling his texture, all sleek and heated and flavored of sweetness.

Her body came alive with sensation more compelling than anything she had ever known before. But alongside those sensations that sparked arousal and hardened her nipples, the pain in her heart intensified, and the mark carved an agonizing trail straight to her core until she moaned in pain and tore her mouth away from his, breathing heavily and raggedly.

The mark did not care whether she hated Evan or not, it would not allow her to do anything it considered an act of cheating, and to the mark, she was betraying her bond with another, which caused the pain to worsen with every second of intimacy she permitted herself with another man.

Sebastian’s foggy mind slowly cleared when he saw her eyes squeeze shut in pain. She had her forehead pressed against his chest and her breathing was labored and unsteady. Sebastian himself was breathing hard, though his own breathlessness came from arousal rather than pain. He forced himself to calm the hunger raging inside him and looked down at the woman trembling in his arms.

Sebastian had momentarily forgotten about the heart binding mark, but seeing her trying to calm the pain by pushing away from his hold, removing the hand he had kept around her waist and turning away to give him her back, his pulse throbbed with heated anger that was directed not at her, but at the bastard currently residing within his territory who was the cause of this.

Not wanting to cause her any more pain, he kept his hands to himself and let her cool down as he worked equally hard to cool down the burning arousal that had made him hard. For how long would he have to carry on like this? Because with Evan’s mark in place, even after their marriage, he would never want to be the cause of her pain.

Furthermore, he knew he would never find with another woman the kind of pleasure he found with her, for even something as simple as a kiss meant so much to his bond that the depth of it surprised even him.

"Are you all right?" Sebastian questioned softly, wanting desperately to touch her but knowing that as long as she remained aroused, the pain would still linger inside her chest. And he could still smell her arousal.

Viola, shaken and touching her moist, trembling lips with her fingertips, nodded her head despite her stomach churning with desire she could not act upon. "I am...fine."

After a long moment of silence with her back turned to him, Sebastian slowly put his arm back around her hips cautiously, but she stiffened and he removed it, gritting his teeth against the frustration coiling inside him.

"Do you want me to leave?" He asked quietly.

Viola’s answer came small and barely above a whisper. "No. Stay."

And so Sebastian stayed, only staying was far more torturous than leaving would have been, because he could smell her arousal, her delicious scent curling into his senses like something designed specifically to undo him, and yet he could not dare touch her. Not a single hair on her. He put his arm over his head and closed his eyes as he made contact with Matt through their link.

’Send the guards down to his room and do as I told you earlier.’

’Roger that!’ came Matt eager answers as he had been waiting for this order ever since the bastard laid his hand on their future Luna.