Page 234 of The Luna Duet


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I kneeled up, then sat back down.

“Fuck!” His mouth fell wide as he rode through the spasms working through his entire body.

I shivered at how full I was, how much he stretched me, filled me. He hadn’t touched me, yet I was almost as close as him. Stars coiled in my lower belly. That delicious warning-tightness of a release gathered like a supernova between my legs.

I rode him again, moaning at the friction.

He stiffened beneath me; his jaw clenched so tight.

When he could speak again, he choked, “Get off me, Neri. Let me take a cold swim. I’d never live with myself if the consummation of our marriage lasted two fucking seconds.”

I laughed under my breath, so grateful to find humour, so honoured to feel his love. “Watching you struggle makes me wet.”

His groan was feral. “You’re truly determined to break me.”

“I am.”

“And I want to make you feel a tenth of what you’re making me feel. So get off and—”

“You are. Your every twitch. Your every snarl...it drives me wild.” I bent and licked his cheek, tasting seawater and sweat. “Want to know why, husband?”

His eyes flashed open, epically dark and glowing like the devil. “If you’re going to mock me for being stupidly sensitive, I—”

“Having you so close to losing your mind makes me feel so terribly powerful. Knowing you want me this much—”

“Don’t you get it, Nerida? I’ve wanted you for years. And to finally be inside you?” His chin tipped down and his gaze locked on where we were joined. His groan swallowed the entire island as he bared his teeth and thrust up. “Seeing me inside you? Feeling your heat, your incredible searing heat...it’s more than I can bear.”

“I want you to let go, Aslan.”

“Not until you—”

“Let go.”

“I can’t.”

“I won’t give you a choice.” Rocking upright, I sat down heavily, driving him exquisitely deep.

He roared.

His back bowed.

I rose up and sank back down, and something snapped inside him.

Bolting upright, he tore his hand from mine and wrapped both arms around my back. They coiled beneath my underarms, and I cried out as his hands landed heavily on my shoulders. He clung to me, pushing me possessively down onto his cock. The angle of his penetration deepened as my legs kicked out behind him.

“I’m sorry,” he groaned, thrusting deep.

“I’m not.” I bounced in his lap. “Let go...show me how much you need me.”

“Fuck.”

Keeping me tightly pinned with his hands on my shoulders, he lost control. He pounded into me, driving upright, riding deep, he became the beast I’d witnessed as he delivered such ruthless revenge for me.

He did exactly what I wanted and let go.

No thoughts. No words.

We were animals, clawing and thrusting, grunting and groaning, fighting with violent desire.

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