Page 235 of The Luna Duet


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My eyes closed as sensations exploded through me. The rocking, the thrusting, the way he took everything I offered and then demanded more. He shoved me headfirst into a place of core-clenching need.

“Neri. Fuck. Fuck—”

He drove unapologetically into me.

He bruised me, used me, and forced my body to forget everyone but him.

He wasn’t gentle.

He wasn’t slow.

He rutted.

He fucked.

And the first ripple of his cock warned he’d lost the battle.

“I can’t—” His growl pushed him over the edge.

He took me even harder, trying to merge us into one.

His hand dove between us, spangled with sand and coloured by moonlight as he found my clit and touched me. He knew my body. After four months of touching me, he knew what I needed better than myself.

I didn’t stand a chance.

The abrasiveness of sand. The possessiveness of his stroking. The way he pistoned unforgivingly into me made me break, just like he had.

I cried out as the first wave clenched through me.

His mouth crashed over mine, drinking down my moans, making me give him everything.

I jerked and spasmed in his hold as he continued to ride me, dragging out our pleasure until we flinched with oversensitivity, our bodies singing, our souls raw, our hearts flayed wide and bleeding.

His cock twitched deep inside me. His kiss turned tender from being almost cruel.

He couldn’t catch his breath as his forehead pressed to mine, and we just hovered there. Hovered in that perfect moment of shared pleasure and blown apart existence.

Dropping his chin, he kissed my shoulder. He kissed me again and again, schooling his breath all while his cock remained buried deep within me. “I didn’t mean to do that.”

I chuckled. “I liked it.”

“I didn’t scare you? You didn’t feel trapped—?”

“Never.”

I expected him to push me away. To withdraw and end this fragile, aching moment.

Instead, he wrapped his strong, protective arms around me, and pulled me even deeper onto his cock.

Shivering, he whispered, “I shouldn’t confess this. I don’t know what I’m thinking telling you this, but...knowing my cum is inside you. Knowing a part of my body is inside yours, just like your soul is inside mine is one of the biggest turn-ons of my life.”

I snuggled deeper into his arms. “I feel the same way.”

Lifting his head, his nostrils flared as his breathing remained fast. “Should I have used a condom? I know your mother took you to get the pill—”

“What?” I frowned. “You know about that?”

“I know everything about you.” He gave me a lopsided smile. “Is that creepy? To know that I’m aware of everything you do?”

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