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Joined as one with this beautiful, infuriating girl who’d somehow been born with the matching, missing piece of my soul.

Emotion knotted with instinct.

Feelings braided with savagery.

The fatal mixture left me stripped bare, potently aware, and breaking beneath wave after wave of intensity.

“This is how much power you have over me.” I rolled my hips, making her feel every inch. “This is how you have me on my knees, Neri.” My fingers tightened in her hair, tugging hard, keeping her totally trapped. “But right now...I have you on your back.”

She bit her bottom lip, her breathing fast and fluttering.

“I have you spread, wet, and at my fucking mercy...and you know what I’m going to do?”

She gasped and tried to shake her head, unable to move with my fist-hold.

“I’m going to show you what happens when you steal the heart of a guy like me.”

I thrust up.

I drove painfully deep.

She cried out as all my humanness vanished as the beast she’d made me become exploded from my darkness.

I rode her.

I bucked into her as my heart cracked, and my pulse roared in my ears. My knees scraped against the deck as our body’s smashed against each other. She slipped and skated through puddles of seawater.

We were messy and out of control as I stabbed into her again and again. Fighting, colliding, our grunts loud and animalistic.

My mouth fell wide as a savage roar escaped me.

I dropped my head and kissed her.

She moaned into my mouth, giving me her air, replacing all the oxygen I’d given her when she was fourteen. I’d been a love-struck eighteen-year-old, giving her CPR. Desperate to make her live. Frantic with fear of losing her. Already so fucking aware that if I lost her, that was it.

She was it for me.

I didn’t want to live a single day if I couldn’t have her.

My hips drove exquisitely hard.

Punishing her.

Imprinting my cock deep, deep inside her.

Never again would her body know anyone else.

I would make damn sure of that.

I would mark her, brand her, own her in all the ways she owned me, so she always belonged, always came home, always remembered me, wanted me, needed me.

A whisper in my head tried to steal the moment.

The godawful terror of what would happen if I was ever caught.

If I was gone, I didn’t want her to be alone.

I would want someone else to protect her, love her—

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