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Oti watched him, unable to drag her gaze away. There was an almost fierceness in his expression as he took her in. A reverence that made her feel more beautiful than she thought she’d ever felt. And then he settled between her legs again, every inch of his sex pressed into her heat, and that primitive need surged through him all over again.
‘Lukas...’
‘Hush, my lady,’ he teased, his teeth grazing her neck halfway between pleasure and pain. ‘Now is not the time for more words.’
As if to prove his point, he sat back on his heels, nestled between her legs. Then he reached out and simply tore her lace panties off, the raunchy sound seeming to echo in their private hut.
And finally, finally, he was there—where she ached for him the most. He took care lining himself up, but still he held back. She could sense it. Almost feverishly, she lifted her legs to wrap right around his body, thrilling as his blunt tip inched deeper.
‘Careful,’ he warned hoarsely. ‘I’m not sure how long I can resist you.’
She moved her hands down his back, her fingernails skimming over his skin and making him shudder with pleasure.
‘What if I don’t want you to resist me?’ she murmured, tilting her pelvis up.
‘Oti,’ he groaned. ‘You deserve more...’
‘Now, Lukas,’ she hardly recognised the need in her own voice. ‘Please...’
He slid home in an instant, a long, low sound escaping his lips. And hers. He drew out and repeated it. Over and over. Faster and faster. And each time she met him stroke for stroke, her legs pulling him tighter in, whilst she ran her hands down his muscular back and obliques, her palms searing everywhere she touched him.
All she could do was wrap her arms around him and cling on. Letting him drive them nearer to that exalted edge, watching it get closer and closer as her breath grew more ragged in the silent night air.
Primitive and perfect, and never-ending, until he reached down between their bodies and into her molten heat, where he performed another incredible sleight of hand trick on her core, and tumbled her into that great white void.
And as he followed her, calling out her name into her neck, Oti realised that she never wanted it to end. There was no denying the truth that was in her heart any longer.
Their wedding might have been fake, but the fact that she was falling for him was very much for real.
CHAPTER TWELVE
‘DID I TELL you that I managed to call Edward on the satellite phone?’
She knew he was awake. It was hours later. After they’d slept a little, only for her to wake up in his arms and make love a second time.
The bed moved as he reached up to the frame inside the safety of the insect net and turned on the torch, the diffused light falling softly around them as he sat up and drew her in closer to him.
‘He’s had his surgery?’
‘No, but he’ll be going in for it later this week.’
‘That’s great news.’
‘It is,’ she agreed. ‘He had the assessment the day after you gave us the funds. There had been a slot and I’d taken it. It’s why I needed the money so urgently. He was classified as a suitable candidate, and he’ll undergo the operation this week.’
‘And when will you know if it worked?’
/> ‘Three months will give some indication, but nine months should give a clearer picture.’
‘If he needs anything else, you come to me, right?’ Without warning, he lifted his hand and slid his fingers under her chin.
It was so unexpected, and so intimate, that Oti wanted to cry. But she refused to.
‘Of course. Thank you. I just...never thought he would go through with it.’
‘Why not?’ Lukas cast her a curious look. ‘Do you think he was afraid it wouldn’t work?’
‘Maybe.’ She lifted her shoulders. ‘Or maybe he was afraid that it would work.’
