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  Maya is sitting on the couch feeding Kimberly out in the open, so I hurry to the kitchen to give her privacy. Not that it bothers me, I would just rather see Luna’s. I laugh to myself and I head to the backyard and sit down. Luna joins me and places her head in my lap.

  “I love you, Luna.” She smiles up at me and we sit in silence until we go upstairs to go to bed. We watch each other undress, and I can’t hide my stiff cock from her. She stares down at it and breathes heavily. We have never done more than kiss and she’s driving me crazy with her sexy, flushed body. She’s almost an entire foot shorter than me a little taller than her mom at five-foot-six, and her green-violet eyes are heated and dilated. I slowly stalk up to her and I pull her onto the bed, and I hover over her. “Can I touch you?” She slowly nods and I take my time exploring her body with just my hands.

  Her neck and shoulders, then I lightly flick my thumbs over her nipples. She moans and arches up when I pinch them. I chuckle and move my hands down her torso and skip her pussy. I feather my fingertips from her toes back up her legs and touch her on either side of her drenched lips. I use my thumb and lightly touch her engorged clit and she moans.

  “Want me to stop?”

  She groans. “We should.” I start to move back, and she grabs me by my hair and puts me back where I was. “Let’s just touch with our hands, that’s it.” I nod and slowly circle her clit with my thumb and use my other hand to start adding a finger into her tight channel. I push my finger in and out and push down on her clit and she comes all over my finger. I ride her through her orgasm and pull back to lick my fingers.

  “Fuck, Luna.” She smiles at me and grabs onto my cock and looks like a deer in headlights. I chuckle and wrap my hand around her tiny fist, and we work together until I come all over her heavy, perky breasts. I give her a kiss on her head, “I love you.” She says it back and we walk into her bathroom so we can shower together. We wash each other off, get dressed, and cuddle until I hear her lightly snoring beside me.

  The month flies by and we’re waiting in the foyer back at their London estate for someone to take us back to school, classes start back up tomorrow. We spent the weeks trying to surf on small waves at the island, taking out the jet skis, hanging out on the yacht, and sitting in the loungers enjoying our vacation.

  Luna and I have been getting closer again, kissing more, and we finally showered together again last night. After I washed her, I sank down to my knees and stared up into her green-violet eyes that were blown wide with arousal. She nodded at me, and I learned her body with my tongue this time. I slowly licked from her opening to her clit and I sucked on it while slowly fingering her pussy with one finger. She’s so tight, so I didn’t add any more, I didn’t want to hurt her.

  After finding the right rhythm, she came all over my finger and moaned so loud that I was afraid one of her parents would come in.

  She dragged me to bed and sank down onto her knees on the floor and learned my body the same way I did hers. She sucked and licked my hard cock until I begged her to put more in her mouth. Fuck, my hand will never compare to this. She sucked hard and bobbed up and down and I came down her throat and she moaned. I guess she liked the taste. We cuddled naked for the rest of the night and I woke up ecstatic.

  “You kids ready to go?” Ross asks while we’re both staring off into space.

  “Yes please, dad! I’m craving the Italian bistro for dinner.”

  He laughs. “That was your mom’s favorite, too.” We smile at him and he pop us up in Luna’s room. “I love you, Luna. See you soon.” He gives us both a hug and leaves.

  We walk to her couch and cuddle up. “When do you want to go eat?” She looks at me with hungry eyes and I smile.

  “Soon.” She leans up and kisses me and I’m caught off guard. I’ve been the one that instigates everything for the last several months. I lay her down and settle in between her legs and kiss down her neck. She moans out loud and moves her hips up to rub against my hard cock.

  “Tell me when to stop, Luna.” She nods at me and I get us both naked. I kiss her all over her body. Her heavy, perky breasts, down her torso, and I eat her pussy until she’s crying and writhing against my face. I slip one finger into her channel and add a second and she intakes a sharp breath.

  I lick her clit to get her stimulated again and stretch her out and add a third finger. She cries out when she comes again, and I look up at her and she nods. “Are you sure?”

  “Yes please, fuck me, Vick.” I groan and lean up to her and kiss her while I slowly slip in. There’s a little resistance and I have to slam in the rest of the way to move. She cries out and I stop and stare down to her.

  “Are you okay?”

  She slowly nods. “Fuck. Yeah, give me a second.” I kiss her and rub her clit and she starts moving her hips up for me to move. I start out slow and she starts to scratch me hard down my back, and I go faster until I’m about to come. I pinch her clit and when she clamps down on my cock, I finally come and lay my head against her neck.

  “Thank you, Luna. I love you. Holy shit, that was amazing.” She giggles at me and I slowly slip out of her and grimace. “I’ll be right back.” She looks down with wide eyes and I push her down. “Lay down, I’ll be right back.” I grab some wet washcloths and clean up the blood and all of the come. I carry her to the bath, and I bathe her and massage her shoulders until she falls asleep.

  “I love you, Vick.”

  Chapter 12

  Luna

  ______

  Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I was planning on waiting to have sex until I figured everything out with Lucifer, but all of the time I’ve been spending with Vick reminded me about everything. Our lives together. Our friendship. Our love. How he’s always been there for me and puts me first. My mom always has pushed us together since he reminds her so much of dad M.

  Lucifer is so powerful and has been waiting for me years. I’m freaking out.

  I suck it up and call my mom and tell her everything.

  “Hey, beautiful, just breathe. Nowhere in the prophesy does it say that he’s the king of you. Have I ever told you about my fun with prisoners, my love? I’ll take care of that sexy vampire fucker if he gives either of you a hard time for loving one another. It’s not like you and Lucifer were together and you left him for Vick.”

  I slowly breathe easier. “I know, I just don’t want him to flip the fuck out and start killing people or anything. What do we really know about him?”

  My mom chuckles. “Well we know that he’s loyal and loves hard. Who else would fight for millennia over a woman? Who else would end those wars for his next mate? Just breathe and live your best life, Luna. I make it work with six men. You can handle two!”

  I crack up and almost bring up Brant and cough out ‘seven’. “I love you, mom.” We hang up and I sleep easier that night.

  The school year is flying by, and Vick and I spend a lot of time bonding with our familiars. My mom said it could be months or years before they talk or do any magic, or even listen to commands, but practice makes perfect.

  For the past few months, Vick and I have been working at my parent’s magic shop in London on the weekends. I would love to do this when I graduate. Maybe they’ll let me open up a second location somewhere? I could slowly pay my parents back and get my own place? I can’t think of anywhere else I would like to live, it’s home here.

  I’m on the second floor of the magic shop, in the magic room, when my dad G walks in and helps me organize everything the way he likes it.

  “After you graduate, you can start helping with the spells and potions.” He gives me a big smile and walks back over to Kimberly who’s asleep in her portable crib. All of us kids grew up coming here, I know it like the back of my hand.

  I smile and nod at him and follow all of his crazy instructions. Vick is downstairs manning the cash register when I come back down, and I give him a quick kiss. “Almost ready to close up?”

  “Yeah, want some tea?” I nod at him and
walk around the shop, writing down what we need to restock and organizing the messes people make. All of the familiars mostly hide back behind the wards in the supernatural section.

  My little Tula is asleep with my dad’s otter. Mom left about an hour ago to pack up some more products from the house, she probably got sidetracked somewhere, since she was supposed to be right back. Vick walks over and hands me some tea, mmm, smells amazing.

  “I followed Graham’s instructions to make something that’ll help you feel in peace and wake you up.” He shrugs and washes everything up. We close down the store when my mom finally pops back in looking disheveled.

  “Sorry, sorry.” She winks over to dad G and I gag. Totally got sidetracked with one of my other dads. He starts laughing out loud when he sees my face and hands Kimberly over to my mom.

  “Come on, Luna, we’re all adults here. You’ll know what it’s like sooner or later.” Vick starts choking and dad glares at him. “What?” He looks over to my mom who is laughing her ass off.

  “Come on, Graham, she’s nineteen!” He just disappears and my mom can’t stop laughing. “Want me to take you back to your dorms?”

  “Yes please!” I squeak out and she takes us there.

  “I need to get home to feed this little monster.” She looks down to Kimberly and smiles. “See you next weekend for work, kids. Use protection!” She pops out before we can reply and Vick groans.

  “Now they’re going to hate me!” I laugh at him and drag him into my bedroom, and we try a new position: me on top. He shuts up after that.

  Between working with my parents and studying our asses off, the first year flew by. We just finished our end-of-the-year exams and Vick is in his dorm packing up a few suitcases and is meeting me back in my room. He hasn’t come with us on a full summer vacation in a few years. Since we’ve been working at the magic shop and we get paid really well, he’s taking this summer off of working construction with Brant.

  “All set?” Dad T pops up and takes a look around.

  I give him a hug. “Almost, Vick should be here in a few minutes.” He smiles at me and takes a seat on the couch.

  “One year down, two to go! Ready for a break?”

  “Yes! How are all the kids?”

  He groans. “They’re all insane. You and William are the sane ones.” He winks at me and answers his phone when it starts ringing. Dads R and T still own a PI business and two clubs, so it probably has something to do with that since he walked into my room and closed the door.

  What’s taking Vick so long?

  I walk out of the room and hear a familiar, deep, growling voice bounding from a few doors down. The closer I get, the more I feel his sinister magic. Fuck. I run into the room and jump in front of Vick.

  “Lucifer! What are you doing?”

  He smirks at me. “Just having a chat with the boy.” I turn and look at Vick who looks surprising calm and is just leaning up against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest. The past few months he’s really started to bulk up.

  “About?”

  Vick clears his throat, “Your mate here told me that he’ll let you have fun with me until you graduate.” Lucifer grins and nods.

  “How about we talk about my life with me? Vick may not be a true mate, but he is mine and I love him. Prophesy or no prophesy.”

  Lucifer groans. “We’ll talk about this another time, mate. Use that phone.” He vanishes and I grimace up at Vick.

  He chuckles, “Well, at least I’m still alive.”

  We spend the first half of the summer at the island, and then we travel to my family’s Paris villa to celebrate Kimberly’s first birthday. My parents switch off staying with my younger siblings, and the rest of us spend a few days at the Disney park. Vick and I wander around the city to shop, sight see, and we end up getting a hotel one night.

  We’re in our suite and looking out the window at the amazing view of the Eiffel Tower alight after the sun goes down. “I love you, Luna.” I look up and smile at him and we have amazing sex up against the window.

  After we shower and he falls asleep, I decide to finally use the phone to talk to Lucifer. As the months go by, I realize how I’ll never be able to give up Vick.

  “My moon. How nice to finally hear from you.” A deep voice, that I feel in my bones, answers.

  “Lucifer. We need to talk.”

  “Can I come to you?”

  “Sure, do you nee-” He pops up in the sitting room in our suite and takes a seat in front of me. I stand up to fix my towel and I lead him out to the balcony and close the door.

  “Are you leaving the boy?” He asks with a scowl on his face.

  “The opposite, vampire man.” He barks out a laugh and takes a seat on an outdoor chair. “I’ve been in love with him since we were kids. He’s sweet, protects me, has only ever been there for me, and I get to decide who I want to be with. I accept you’re my mate. I want to finish school. I want to open a magic shop in London. I want to stay close to my family. But I also don’t want another war.” The more I talk, the more he scowled.

  “I don’t share. I love hard. I love deep. I love for eternity. Why do you think the war started, little moon? My mate fell in love with a god. One of your grandfather’s brethren. God of the Sea.” He spits out like it’s a dirty word. “He fell in love with my mate, and I loved that mortal woman so much, that I let her choose. One of us, or both of us. I would do anything for her.

  “He took her out to sea on one of his ships and fell asleep. A storm came, and she drowned. How does a god allow a woman to drown? In his own domain? A woman he supposedly loved?” He taps his finger on his chin. “He didn’t love her. He lured her out there and killed her. To get to me, because he hated demons and hated that I fell in love with a human. So, no. I don’t think I will share again.” He stands up to leave and I put my hand up.

  “Vick is a low-born warlock. His parents are awful. But he is amazing. Sweet, kind, and my parents, siblings, and grandparents love him. If anyone was that bad for me, do you think my mother would basically raise him up with me?”

  He slowly shakes his head. “I need time. I will watch from afar. I will look into his life and his family. You are mine, little moon. You’ll see.”

  I stand up in his face and stare into his deep, black eyes that are softly glowing blue. “You ever do anything to him; it will be me that starts the next war.”

  He gives me a small smile and stands to his full height and tucks my unruly hair behind my ear. “You are perfect for me. I will not hurt the boy, Luna. I haven’t killed anyone that didn’t deserve it in centuries, at least.” He winks at me and leaves me alone on the balcony.

  I groan and sit down in the sitting room inside before I cuddle up next to Vick in bed. If Lucifer wasn’t so damn sexy with his jet-black hair, black eyes, pale skin, and lean muscles all over his tall ass body, I would just forget about the prophesy. But he does something to me that I can’t seem to ever stop thinking about him.

  Chapter 13

  Vick

  ________

  I woke up to Luna talking to someone in the suite. I looked around and found them on the balcony. Fucking Lucifer. I sit in the bedroom and carefully open the window so I can listen to their conversation. I am terrified of him hurting her; thankfully it’s just them talking about me. I’m not worried, I would never hurt her.

  After he leaves, I let out my breath and get back into bed. It’s another twenty minutes before she comes to bed and cuddles up to me. She’s my world.

  We spent a week in Paris before we head to the Riggs’ family vacation home in the Florida Keys to spend time with Luna’s grandparents. They’re a sweet couple that live a few hours away from London. I’ve grown up seeing them come around to visit, but this is my first time coming to this house.

  It’s huge, with a private beach and an infinity pool in the backyard. The upstairs is all large bedrooms, and the downstairs holds the kitchen, an office, and living room. There are six bedrooms,
so it’s a little tight, but we make it work. Luna’s parents all stay in one, her grandparents in the master, her brothers share a room with bunk beds, and so do her sisters in another.

  In the sixth bedroom, Maggie and Malek, two of her parent’s staff share a room. Their butler Gerard opted to head back to London to get the house ready for us to come home. We are spending a week here, then back to London for the rest of the summer vacation, which is about another three weeks. The campus opens back up in just under two months, but I usually go back in August and commute to work, since I don’t stay with my family anymore.

  We spend the week swimming, relaxing on the beach, playing games, and talking with the entire family. Since we’re not in a country that allows anyone under twenty-one to drink, so Luna and I pout while all of the adults have fun.

  Maya just quit breastfeeding Kimberly and is dancing around going a little crazy finally being able to drink as much as she wants. Her family cracks me up, her mom is a little psycho, but has a huge heart and has always been there for me.

  I have an inkling that her family pays for my education, but I have no idea how or why. Now that we’re nineteen, I should probably ask.

  “Collins? Can I talk to you?” He gives me a nod and we walk down to the shore and sit on the sand.

  “How are you doing, Vick?” He gives me a weird look.

  I laugh. “Good... Good. I’m not asking for Luna’s hand in marriage or anything.”

  He groans. “Thank fuck. What’s going on?”

  “How did Luna and I meet?”

  He swallows hard and looks around. “Maybe Maya or the twins should be talking about this with you.”

  “Why?”

  He takes a few moments and stares out at the setting sun. “Has Maya ever told you about her Aunt Amelie?” I nod. “Mmm. Well. Your parents were two of the people she held hostage. Tried to steal their life force to make herself immortal. She wasn’t right in the head.” I slowly lay down in the sand and close my eyes and lift my hand for him to continue. “You were there with them. A tiny little thing that was barely over a year old. We kept tabs on all of them, gave them money, paid for therapists, help, moved them out of London if they wanted.” He clears his throat. “For a while, your parents seemed fine, happy. Then your dad lost his job, started gambling and drinking all the time. They kept asking us for more and more money, and with how awful Troy and Ross felt… They kept giving it. Soon enough they both succumbed to their drinking problems, then drugs.”