The Alpha and His Contract Luna novel Chapter 100

“Baby doll, who is this?” Ryan asks, turning to face Sebastian.

I see it in his eyes. He was totally checking him out which almost made me giggle. Sebastian on the other hand looked like he was about to rip someone’s head off.

“Ryan, this is my soon to be ex-husband and Sebastian this is Ryan” I introduce.

Before any of them say anything Krystal rushes past us like a speeding fast car. She then launches herself into Sebastian’s arms.

“Daddy Sebastian, you came…I’ve missed you” She yells, probably damaging his ear drums.

I watch as Sebastian’s face softens as he hugs Krystal close.

“I’ve missed you too, love” he tells her in a husky voice.

Looking at them, I wonder if Krystal will ever find something special like this again. Maybe I should just stop looking for love all together. There was no need of parading men in front of her. It wasn’t right and also because I don’t think I could love another man after Sebastian.

“Are you here to take us home?” she asks him, hopefully.

“That’s enough Krys” I command. Putting a stop to what was happening.

I don’t know why Bash was here but I doubt he was here to take us home. Why would he when he had a mate?

Her face falls but she doesn’t say anything.

“We need to talk” Sebastian says in that deep voice that has the ability to bring me to my knees.

I nod my head. We did need to talk. I had to tell him about the baby. Then forge a way forward after that.

“Ryan, could you please take Krystal for a while?”

My eyes are focused on Sebastian. His, give nothing away. So I can’t tell what he’s thinking.

“Sure, darling” he again pecks me right on the lips before calling Krystal to follow him.

The moment his door closes behind them. Sebastian pushes me into my apartment and then slams the door before locking it.

“What was that?” he asks sharply.

I look at him in confusion. “What was what?”

“You forgot me pretty quickly and replaced me easily…it hasn’t even been three fucking months” he snarls.

I continue staring at him. Trying to work out what he was going on and on about.

“Are you fucking him Red? Are you letting him touch what’s mine?” he asks. Something dangerous in his voice.

Has Sebastian lost it?

I was starting to think he had gone completely insane when it hit me. He was jealous. Sebastian was jealous of Ryan and I didn’t know whether to feel good about that fact or not.

I stare at him. The anger and jealousy burning in his eyes makes me burst out laughing. If he only knew that there was nothing to be jealous about. If he only knew that Ryan was gay and his little kisses on the mouth meant nothing. It’s just how he greets me. There was nothing sexual about them.

He takes a dangerous step towards me. Stepping into my personal space.

Before I have a chance to escape, he grabs me and fists my hair before tilting my head to look up at him.

“You think this whole thing is funny?” he fumes.

I try hard to maintain a cool façade but I lose it. Because honestly speaking, I did find the whole thing hilarious.

He backs me until my back hits the door. With his hand still buried in my hair. He crashes his lips on mine. I moan in pleasure as he pushes his tongue past my lips.

Electricity zaps through me. Sending prickles down my spine causing a gasp to escape my lips. Fuck! It’s been so long since we kissed. Since I tasted him. I’ve missed him so damn much.

“Did he kiss you like that, Red?” he murmurs against my mouth before trailing his lips down to neck.

His hand leaves my hair and slides down past my neck, down to my waist before cupping my ass.

His masculine scents envelop me. Making me forget everything. Forget why we shouldn’t be kissing. Why he shouldn’t be touching me so intimately.

“Sebastian…” I want to tell him to stop but all my protests come to a halt when he sucks on my pulse points.

“I will make you forget his touches and kisses. The only name you’ll ever moan will be mine” his vibrating voice goes straight to my clit.

His mouth comes back to mine and he kisses me savagely. I feel his hardened length straining against his jeans and the image of being filled by him causes wetness to pool between my folds.

“You’re mine Red”

He pushes the straps of my dress down and exposes my chest. He dips his head lower. His breath fanning my breast.

‘Stop Ren! What are you doing’ a voice screams in my head. This is wrong. What we’re doing is wrong.

Oh goddess. What the hell was I doing? I came back to my senses and open my eyes. I was about to push him away when he lightly kisses my breasts before trapping one of my nipples between his lips. He sucks on it, his tongue coating my pointed peaks with saliva.