I opened my eyes, meeting his darkened gaze. His hands gripped my hips, pulling me forward until my ass hung on the edge of the table. He fucked me. Really fucked me. Hisgrip on my hips was sure to leave bruises from how hard he held me as he thrust into me.
My back arched off the table, but I held his gaze. “Luka,” I whimpered.
His hand reached out and fondled my breast, pinching my nipple between his fingers.
“Look at you, Sweetheart, taking my cock like such a good fucking girl.”
I came, stars dancing at the edge of my vision, but Luka didn’t stop. His thrusts didn’t slow as he continued to fuck me, his hand moving from my breasts to my clit.
“Give me one more.” His voice was gruff.
He pulled out of me, giving me no warning as he pulled me from the table, his hand banding around my waist as he flipped me.
He was inside me in one thrust, a groan coming from both of us from the change of position.
I leaned forward, letting my chest rest on the table as he fucked me, my hands gripping the tablecloth for some semblance of control.
It didn’t take long for my release to barrel through me once again, this time, Luka came with me.
When we were both finished, only our beating hearts and rapid breaths sounded in the room. Luka pulled out of me, immediately reaching for me and pulling me into his arms.
“I love you,” he panted.
I wrapped my arms around him in return.
“I love you too.”
25
LENNOX
Declan was waiting outside the study when Luka and I finally exited hand in hand. I couldn’t stop the blush from rising to my cheeks at the sight of the harpy. I hoped he hadn’t been there long. And if he had?—
“Have you been waiting long, Dec?” Luka smirked at his friend.
“Long enough,” the harpy muttered. “You’re lucky it was me who came looking for you and not Nico.”
Luka opened his mouth, but I quickly cut him off. I had no interest in furthering this conversation. “Did you find anything out about who sent the package?”
Declan turned his attention from my smug mate to me. “Whoever sent the package used a generic carrier. There was no trace of what court it came from. We most likely won’t be able to figure out who sent it, but I sent two guards to attempt to track down the trail anyway.”
“Worth a try,” I noted. “Thank you.”
Declan nodded. “There’s something else.” He produced a sealed letter from his pocket. “They were given instructions to deliver the package first, and after it wasopened, deliver this letter.”
I grabbed it from his hand, quickly breaking the red wax seal.
Attention Lethenia:
It is with a heavy heart we announce the death of King Arlo Rossi of the Blood Court. He died early this week in his sleep. He was a beloved king and will be greatly missed.
With the late king’s unexpected death, he left the Blood Court without a named heir. Therefore, Lorenzo Rossi shall assume the Blood Court crown as the sole living relative of King Arlo Rossi.
Please join us as we mourn his death on the seventh day of this week at the twelfth bell.
“Bullshit,” Luka hissed over my shoulder. “Utter and complete fucking bullshit!” He grabbed the letter from my hand, scrubbing a hand over his chin as he read the letter again. “His head was severed from his fucking body! Where was he sleeping? On top of a spike?”
“Luka.” He ignored me, continuing to pace back and forth. “Luka, look at me.”
