Page 173 of The Luna Duet


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I threw myself into making him explode so he could repay the favour.

Rising higher on my knees, I positioned myself directly above him, held the base of his pulsing cock, then sucked up and down, up and down. I fucked him with my mouth, and he didn’t stand a chance.

“Fuck. Ah, fucking fuck—” He writhed beneath my control. His thighs bunched. He fisted the bench cushion on either side of his legs. He held on as I pumped him into my mouth. His breathing rattled and sweat poured down his face.

“I’m gonna—I can’t. Fuck, I’m—” His hands landed on my head, shoving me down, holding me deep as wave after salty wave splashed onto my tongue.

He didn’t stop holding me down as he drove his length past my lips again and again, forcing me to drink every drop, doing my best not to gag.

As suddenly as he’d snatched me and held me down, he released me. “Ah, shit. Neri. I didn’t mean...fuck, what did I do?” Pulling me off him, our eyes locked.

His were wild. Stars sparkled in his black depths. Volcanoes freshly erupted in his soul, bleeding lava and brimstone, etching his face with pleasure.

Never looking away from me, he ran his thumb over my burning bottom lip, scooping the remainders of his release from the corner of my mouth.

I shivered as he captured the white fluid, staring at it as if he couldn’t quite believe what we’d done. And then he did exactly as he promised. Pressing his thumb to my exposed nipple, he smeared it over me. Branding me with his cum. Wedding me in the most perfect primal way.

“Neri...I...” Plucking me from the floor, he dragged me onto his lap. “Fuck, I love you. I loved you when I couldn’t have you and now that I’ve been lucky enough to touch you, I’m so fucking terrified. How am I supposed to survive without you?”

His cock still stood to full mast; I whimpered as it rubbed against my clit. I hated my bikini. I couldn’t catch a proper breath. My skin scratched, and my heart smoked, and I couldn’t focus on him, drowning, drowning, drowning beneath agonising desire.

I wriggled on his lap, rubbing myself with a keening noise against his cock.

“Ah, melegim. That oversensitivity you’re feeling? That’s how you make me feel with a single touch.” Pressing the softest kiss on my swollen mouth, he reached between my legs and pulled aside the crotch of my bikini.

I moaned, waiting for his fingers to sink inside me. To put me out of my aching, burning misery.

But he froze as he stared at how wet I was, drinking in my folds. His gaze dropped to his glistening cock and his gorgeous face turned hard. Without a word, he wrapped an arm around my hips and pulled me up.

My wetness smeared along his cock.

My mouth parted in shock. “Aslan...?”

“Sit on me. Fuck me as hard as you want. I’m done. I’m so fucking done.”

My heart smashed through my ribs and flew into the sky. I could barely kneel over him as he reached down, angled his length, and gasped.

Finally.

Finally.

I trembled as I sat down.

I cried out as the first breach of him blew my soul apart.

I turned to liquid. Burning, churning liquid as I went to sit and—

“Fuck!” Aslan ripped me off him, tripped upright, then stumbled across the small cabin with his shorts down, cock out, and me in his arms. Shoving me in the tiny bathroom, he yanked up his shorts, ran a manic hand through his hair, then spun to face the stairs. “Hi, Jack.”

“Aslan, hey.”

With a cry, I closed the bathroom door as quickly and as quietly as I could. My father’s voice sailed through the thin wood. “Neri swimming?”

“Upset tummy, I think. Just came to check on her.” Aslan’s footsteps moved away from the door, his voice strained. “How are the starfish?”

“Worse than we thought. Just came back to grab the bags to clean up. Bastards slaughtered thousands.”

“If Neri is up to it, I’ll see if she’ll swim down and help.”

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