Page 17 of Luca & Luna


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“This same position, but your thighs on my shoulders?”

“I could manage that. Let me make one adjustment first.” I hopped away and returned with one of the yoga mats, laying it over the coffee table so I’d have a softer resting place and better grip. Lifting one leg, and then the other, my core muscles instantly activated, trembling when Luca dove in against me.

A whine tore out of my throat. Having to keep myself in the position made everything more intense and Luca seemed to have jacked up his efforts, his tongue playing my clit like a goddamn violin. His name tumbled from my lips, sneaking out between whines and gasps, every inch of me shaking as the crest of pleasure built lick by lick.

I screamed against the yoga mat as Luca forced me to come on his mouth.

“I just discovered my new favorite sound.” He nudged my thighs further apart to kiss each one, and I whimpered softly as he lowered my legs down and rolled me over, his gaze sweeping over me. A growl had every hair standing on end as the sound struck down to my core.

“Luna,” my name came out raspy and dark. “Who hurt you? Who did this?”

I winced as his fingertips traced the line of bruising across my hips.

“Tell me,” he ordered. “I don’t care who it is; I’ll protect you.”

“Luca, stop.” I pushed his hands away. “It’s not?—”

His growl cut me off, heat racing through me at his declaration. Luca’s eyes were unfocused, his hands clinging to me with a desperation I’d never seen from him before.

“Luna. Tell. Me.”

“I did it.”

That snapped some clarity into his gaze.

“What?”

I pointed to the hoop hanging from the apparatus in the middle of my living room. “I’m learning a new move. New moves mean new bruises. I hurt myself.”

I sat up and set a soft hand against his cheek, belatedly remembering as I stared at him that betas didn’t growl… Weird. Luca didn’t smell like an alpha and I’d never heard him growl before today.

He shivered beneath me and a whoosh of breath escaped me as he locked both arms around me, squeezing me to his chest. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to.”

“Hey, it’s okay.” I smoothed his hair and offered a soft smile. “It’s sweet that you wanted to protect me even if it’s just me fucking up my own body.”

“Scared the shit out of me. I was ready to throw hands.”

I laughed quietly and kissed his cheek. “Cutie.”

“No one is allowed to hurt you.”

I swallowed down the thought that I could have used someone as protective as Luca growing up. I didn’t want to get into it when we were meant to be having fun. We’d already had enough interruptions.

“Except you when you’re smacking my ass,” I said to lighten things up. “Speaking of, I feel like I’ve been very patient and yet you’re still not naked.”

“I suppose I should fix that.”

“You definitely should.” I rocked my hips against him. “It’s not fair that I’m naked all alone.”

I slid off his lap so he could stand, and I hooked my fingers in the waistband of the sweats he wore, tugging them down roughly to expose the dick that was ready and waiting for me. Luca didn’t even have a moment to blink before I dug my nails into his ass cheeks and took him into my mouth. I wasn’t after making him come this way. Betas weren’t quite as quick to recover as alphas and I had plans to ride this particular beta to oblivion.

Luca cursed and buried his fingers in my hair, desperately clinging with exactly how much sting I liked. He was a comfortable fit, though I had to use my hands to help me, reveling in every helpless sound I drew out of him. Some people were so quiet in bed. Not Luca. He provided me with a veritable symphony of moans, groans, hushed cursing, and hitched breaths.

“Luna, please,” he begged, his fingers flexing against my scalp, hips meeting every down stroke of my mouth. His muscles trembled beneath my touch, and that only made me want to undo him more. I knew every trick in the book, to make things be over quickly or draw them out.

I popped off and slid up his body, standing on my toes to loop my arms around his neck.

“Yes, Luca?”

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