“Tell me if you need me to stop,” he said against her mouth.
“I won’t,” she replied, voice steady.“I want this.”
He reached down to slide his hand down the outside of her leg, before pulling her knee up onto his waist, praising her when she mirrored that move with her opposite leg.His mouth dropped to her breast, swallowing the tip, and using his tongue to toy with the hard nipple at the center.
She cried out his name when he used his teeth on her nipple and thrust into her at the same time.
“Fuck, you are so tight,” Luca groaned against her skin.“This is not going to last long, guerriera.I am too fucking turned on.”
Mara rocked her hips against him.“Then take me fast, but you better get me there too, or there will be trouble.”
Luca laughed against her and said, “Deal,” before he took her mouth in the hottest open mouthed kiss she had ever experienced in her life and fucked her.
He did not take his time, he simply took her.Slamming his hips into her and twisting his hips when he bottomed out in her, knowing that he would be rubbing her clit as he went.Soon, he had her sobbing his name and grinding helplessly against him.Sucking him had aroused her, and what he was doing to her now, was driving her crazy.
Without warning the orgasm crashed over her, and she ran her nails down his back as she screamed his name to the world.He arched up off her, his hips slammed into hers and she felt his release deep within her as he roared his own climax at the same time.They held in that moment for a long time, both of their releases refusing to let them go, and when it did, he collapsed onto her, giving her all his weight, which she was thankful for.She had just come so hard she was sure if he didn’t ground her, she would have shattered and floated away.
Later, when the intensity softened and they lay tangled together in the quiet, Luca’s arm heavy across her waist, she traced idle patterns over his chest, and they talked quietly together.
“The Covenant,” she said softly.“What you all have ...it’s real.”
He pressed a kiss to her forehead.“It has to be, to do what we do.”
She turned her head to look at him.“I’m glad I’m here.”
His grip tightened slightly, a silent acknowledgment.
“So am I,” he said.
Outside, the night moved towards dawn.
Inside, Mara rested against the man she’d chosen, knowing that whatever came next—for her, for the women still missing, for the men bound by oath—it would be faced together.
Chapter Ten
The first sign thatsomething was wrong wasn’t violence.
