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I chuckled and bit her again, sucking hard, not caring if I left a hickey. “I’ll never give you a divorce. Ever. You’re bound to me for life.”

“You’re going to kill me if you don’t stop.”

“Good. We can die together.”

“I’ll only find you again and torture you all over.”

“You torture me every damn day, Neri. I only find a cure by sinking inside you.”

“Yes. That. I want that. I want you to sink inside me.” Her forehead scrunched as I slipped my tip back inside her. “I want to be fucked by the guy I’m madly in love with.” Her arms came up, pushing her breast into my hand as she grabbed handfuls of my hair and tugged. “I want your cock inside me. I want you to ride me. I want you to remind me that I’m yours and you’re mine, and if you don’t stop teasing me, Aslan, I’ll—”

“Beg?” I rolled my hips, withdrawing again. Lust and obsession spasmed in my lower belly as I fondled her nipple. “What would you say if I asked you to beg?”

She moaned as I teased her again, thrusting an inch inside, driving both of us mad. “I never said I’d beg. I’d much rather threaten.”

“Violence now?” I gritted my teeth as the games between us grew to a fever pitch.

“If you don’t put me out of my misery, I will scream and wake up the entire neighbourhood. If you don’t fuck me with your big, hard—”

“Here.” I shut her up with a quick, savage thrust. “Fucking take it.”

She grunted with pleasure as I sank to the hilt.

“Take all of me.” I stabbed into her with every inch. “You’ve already taken everything else.” I skated my hand from her breast to her throat, wrapping my fingers around her fragile neck. Every inch of her clenched around every inch of me as I drove home and held still, trembling, panting, fighting waves upon waves of mindless bliss. “Happy now?”

“Oh god, you feel good.”

“I think that’s my line,” I groaned, dark and gruff.

My cock pulsed inside her, cursing me all over again with how sensitive I was. How much this woman pushed me over the edge. I could come just like this. No rock. No dance. I could bury my face in her neck and let go of the slicing, sparkling fireworks that’d already gathered at the base of my spine.

“No, your line is that I make you crazy and that you’re going to snap any second and fuck me like the lion you’re named after.”

I nuzzled the soft, tender skin behind her ear. “Is that what you want, canim? You want me to fuck you as if I can’t breathe without you? Fuck you as if I’m going to die if I don’t come inside you? Fuck you as if I hate you?”

“God, yes. That one. Fuck me like you hate me.”

“What a shame that that’s a physical impossibility.”

“I bet I could find a way to make you snap.”

I stabbed inside her without warning, making her shudder and moan. “You always do. You truly will be the death of me, Neri. One of these days, my heart is going to give out with just how much I need you.”

“That heart of yours better keep beating forever, Aslan, because you’re not going anywhere.” She held up her hand, wriggling her wave-crashing diamond ring. “I have your promise right here. Inscribed with Latin and very firmly, very willingly worn until my dying day.”

Her tone remained flirty and coy.

But my desire to play mutated into something black and desperate. Seeing my ring on her finger, remembering how it’d felt to kiss her and leap out of her window, never knowing if I’d see her again. How heartsick I’d been, tripping through the neighbourhood, running because she told me to, not because I wanted to.

It all roared back with a vengeance.

My back snapped with unresolved panic.

I shook my head as the terror of losing her made me turn as primal as the lion she joked about. My hand clamped around her neck, my thumb on her fluttering pulse, my palm against the delicate lines of her larynx. My arm siphoned around her like a snake, not caring I squeezed too hard, unable to stop myself from lashing her to me until she squirmed with discomfort.

“Aslan...?” Her whisper lost all echo of games as true worry gilded her words. “Are you...are you okay?”

“Give me a minute,” I grunted into her hair, doing my best to remind myself that she was here, with me, in bed. My body was inside hers; her heart was tucked safely with mine, and nothing could tear us apart. So why did everything inside me scream and howl at the very thought of losing her?

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