Page 121 of The Luna Duet


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I convulsed and choked on a groan.

She laughed. “I like it.”

“I don’t.” I nipped at her bottom lip, pleased that her nails had distracted me enough that I wasn’t running. I groaned again as she drew her fingernails down my ass and along the crease of my upper legs.

My body took control of my mind.

I sank gratefully into the rapidly building urge. “I’m sure I’ll embarrass myself at some point.”

“I highly doubt that.” Her wet warmth rubbed against my hardness as I settled deeper into the V of her thighs.

Flashes of Neri came.

Her laughing on the boat when she’d stepped out of the sea from playing with the dolphins. Her running her fingers along my shoulders as she moved to her seat beside me at the dining table. Her smiling at me with her face alight and all her desires unhidden.

Fuck, not again.

I gulped and squeezed my eyes shut.

My body lost a little of its animalistic urgency, leaving me floundering.

Rhea’s voice gave me an anchor as she whispered, “When I first saw you, I did wonder if you’d fit. I mean...I know it always does but...jeez.”

I raised an eyebrow, doing my best to give her my full attention. “You’re saying I’m—”

“Well endowed?” She grinned. “Yes, definitely saying that.”

“Oh.” I didn’t know what to say. Never thought about it. Never had reason to compare, seeing as I had no friends to talk shit with or share sordid tales.

“You’re really handsome, too,” she whispered. “Are all men from Turkey as delicious as you?”

“You’ll have to go and find out.”

“I might just do that.” She licked her lips, her shoulder rising as she slipped her hand between us and locked around my cock. “Especially if you’ll be there.”

I flinched.

My body jerked in her fingers—

“Seni seviyorum, Aslan. I love you as my friend. I love you for saving me. I love you for helping my mum and dad. I love you because you exist, and not a day goes by that I’m not super thankful to have you living with us.”

The memory of Neri giving me the shell after I’d given her CPR filled my mind. A gift given by a girl who was sentimental and on some doomed crusade to fix me.

It was just a stupid shell.

Yet...it meant more to me than any other possession.

Priceless because she was the one who pressed it into my hand.

She was the one who stole my heart and in doing so stole everything else.

“Ah, shit.” Trembling, I rolled off Rhea and threw an arm over my eyes, panting hard.

Stop it.

Get a goddamn grip.

“Aslan?” Rhea shifted beside me. Her hand trailed down my stomach and found me again. A growl echoed in my chest as she pumped me up and down, perfect pressure, perfect speed.

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