Bound by The Moon (The Bound Series Book 2) by JF Holland Read Free Book Online Page B

her, nothing to hinder him. At the same time though it was a modest dress, and would stop others from seeing her nakedness. He'd rang the clothes shop earlier and told them what he wanted, just after he'd paid Douglas a visit in his shop. He rubbed at his left pectoral muscle through his t-shirt, and was pleased to feel the sting had settled.
    They were all set now.
    He watched Maya search around in the bottom of the wardrobe, and leaned forward again. Pulling a smaller box from under the bed.
    "Maya, here, I forgot to give you this one," he said looking down at her bare feet. She turned to him again, and then came back. Taking the smaller one, with a smile, she placed it inside the larger box on the bed, then removed the lid. Inside this one was a pair of nude sandals, with little straps and a tiny heel.
    "Thank you," Maya said. Bending forwards and brushing her mouth over his. Jaden's hand came up to hold the back of her head, as he deepened the kiss. He was helpless to do anything else. So relieved that she wasn't upset over his need to have her covered. He pulled back and turned her, as she looked at him over her shoulder. His hand lifted to her hair, as he felt around the back of her head.
    "It's gone, the lump on the back of your head has completely vanished." Jaden said in wonder, turning her around again. He then pulled her down onto his knee, so he could kiss her how he needed. Pulling back breathlessly, after thoroughly ravishing her mouth, he grinned at her.
    "I can perform the ceremony without worrying over hurting you, you're okay. Has your headache gone, you're completely well? Oh my god, did I hurt you earlier, I'm sorry I didn’t think, I…" Maya slapped a hand over his mouth, as she leaned back against his arm.
    "My headache has gone. So has any lingering stiffness, I'm one hundred percent back to normal. Maybe even better than before, if I'm being honest, and you didn't hurt me. Stop worrying, okay?" Maya said to Jaden, and he grinned over her hand. Then he licked her palm, and she snatched back her hand, wiping it on his jumper.
    "You're always licking me, it's gross," she mumbled.
    "Funny how you only complain when I lick your hand, other areas make you groan not moan. In fact, when I lick your…" Maya's hand slapped over his mouth again, and he laughed as he pulled her down onto him. Kissing her as he turned, lying her on the bed beneath him. Then he jumped up, and swatted her backside.
    "Come on Maya, we have places to go, stop lounging around." Jaden smirked as she lay spluttering from the middle of the bed. She rolled over and picked a shoe up off the floor, aiming it at his head, but he ducked. Then began laughing as it hit the door frame at the side of him.
    "Such a temper," he said with a shake of his head. "Come on woman, shift your arse," He said, grinning at his own joke; especially as he was the one who'd make them late. Then waited for her by the door.
    "I'm not ready yet, I need to do my hair," Maya began, but he just came back into the room, and grabbed hold of her hand.
    "No time, plus I'll only mess it up again," he told her. Pulling her behind him through the bedroom door, towards the stairs.
    "Jaden, I've not even brushed it, I look a mess," she whined, dragging her feet. He bent down, scooping her up into his arms, before throwing her over his shoulder; fireman's lift style. Then he made his way down the stairs.
    "You look beautiful, just as you are. You don't need to do a thing," he said as he stepped off the last step, heading towards the garage.
    "Sheesh, are you in a rush?" Maya mumbled from where she hung down his back.
    "Yes, I have a mate to claim," he told her, giving her backside a slap, as he pushed through the garage door. She swore at him, and he laughed as he kicked the door shut, while rubbing her bottom with his other hand. He then strode towards his motorbike.

Chapter Four
     
     
    Balin waited for the sound of Jaden's bike starting up next door. He then turned to the