Page 260 of The Luna Duet


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“Aslan—what?” She fell forward, landing on her hands and knees. The floating navy skirt she had on twirled around her thighs. “What are you doing?”

“Giving you what you came here for.” Grabbing the hem, I flipped the material over her back, exposing her ass. She wore her typical bikini. This one bronze with white strings.

“Did you come here so I’d fuck you, yes or no?” Undoing the knots on her hips, I tossed the scrap of Lycra away and reared up behind her.

She moaned as I swiped a finger through her wetness, testing her, making sure I wouldn’t be the monster hurting her if I did this.

“Answer me, askim benim.” My voice was gravel and stone.

“Yes. I-I used Honey’s message as an excuse to come and—”

“Fuck me.”

“Yes.”

“Remember the word you said on The Fluke...the one you’d utter if I got too much?”

Her head tipped forward, her hair cascading on the ground. “Seahorse.”

“Use that if you want me to stop.” I palmed her ass, fisted my cock, and mounted her with as much finesse as a raging beast.

Fuck

Me.

The pressure of her.

The tightness.

I drove my cock right into the heart of her, the heart that I wished I could heal but couldn’t.

She went to scream; I clamped my hand over her mouth from behind. “Quiet.”

Her back arched as I folded over her, pressing my chest to her spine.

I didn’t just sink inside her.

I speared inside her, stabbed inside her.

Ferally deep. Savagely quick.

I couldn’t make her whole again, but I could offer every part of me to repair the parts of her that were missing.

I would do it for the rest of my life and beyond. A pledge of a husband who no longer fought the violent side of himself because it was the violent side that’d protected her. The violent side she needed to keep away her ghosts. The violent side that made her feel safe.

“I’m right here. Deep inside you. Just you and me.” I thrust once, shuddering at the slippery, slick connection.

She quivered and moaned beneath me, spreading her legs as if preparing herself to be fucked.

Removing my hand, I whispered in her ear, “Iyi misin?”

She nodded, gasping hard. “Yes. God, yes. I’m more than okay.”

I rolled my hips, grunting at her tightness, her heat. “You come to me for a cure, yet each time I give it to you, it only makes me sicker.”

She choked on a cry, keeping herself as quiet as she could.

We’d never been this stupid, this reckless. Usually, I fucked her against my door, so it would be blocked from her parents walking in on us. But right now, with my cock deep inside her from behind and her panting on all fours, Jack could swing the door wide and catch us.

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