Page 223 of The Luna Duet


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Not me.

I’d survived thanks to her.

It was my turn to repay her kindness.

“I’m fine.” I gave her a tight smile. “It’s colder than the pool.”

“Not by much.”

“It’s deeper too.”

“It’s about three metres right here, but it will be shallow enough to touch the bottom soon.” She swam around me effortlessly. “Ready?”

Clenching my jaw, I nodded. “Lead the way.”

Kicking off, she kept her head above the water, performing a swift and powerful breaststroke. I swam after her, not nearly as graceful but able to keep up well enough.

The lighthouse on Low Isles shimmered on the other side of the island, providing the faintest glow. The beach welcomed us the closer we swam, and by the time Neri dropped her legs and hovered vertically, my heart had stopped trying to hyperventilate at the memory of that night.

Of the storm.

The cracking of wood.

The screams of dying.

I flinched as my toes touched sand and broken pieces of coral below. Dangerous creatures dwelled on the bottom. Things with barbs and poisonous spines. Yanking my legs back up, I swam a little closer to shore, following Neri.

A little farther and Neri suddenly stood.

Water sluiced down her back, lapping at her waist as she turned to face me and ran her hands over her hair, squeezing out raining saltwater. “You can drop your feet, Aslan. The bottom is mostly sand here.”

“What about stonefish?”

“They prefer rocks and reefs. We should be fine.”

“Should? But not guaranteed?”

Her eyes turned sad. “Is anything guaranteed?”

Her pain echoed all around us. I couldn’t reply. I had no words that could take away what she was going through. Taking a deep breath, I let my legs sink and pushed up. Gravity grabbed a hold of me again, making me feel heavy and cumbersome after floating in the sea.

I wanted to get out.

I looked at the shore only a couple of metres away and longed to keep going.

But I didn’t move as Neri stepped into me and kissed me softly.

I bent my head so she could reach me easier. I let her control how deep and hard she wanted. I followed her lead but didn’t attempt to take control. I willed her to feel safe with me, protected by me. I was a perfect gentleman, even though my cock hadn’t deflated and the discomfort of swimming with a hard-on had been an interesting experience.

Would a fish nibble it?

What the hell would I do if something aquatic decided it looked like a tasty snack?

An image of a nasty fish attaching itself to my cock made a horrified shiver and an amused snort work through me.

I snickered under my breath as Neri broke the kiss and quirked an eyebrow. “What on earth are you laughing about? Did I kiss you wrong?”

My humour faded instantly. “No. God, no. Every kiss you give me drives me out of my mind.” I chuckled quietly again. “I-It wasn’t you. I just...” I pinched the bridge of my nose, my hand dripping seawater. “I just had an image of a fish deep-throating me by accident.”

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