Page 318 of The Luna Duet


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At the very real terror that one day I would lose her, and I wouldn’t fucking survive it.

Yesterday’s brief taste of separation was only going to get worse.

The police had my name.

They had suspicions.

They’ll come back.

Despair dropped over my mind. Fury made me rough. And I barely clung to humanity as I hissed into her ear, “Hold on, hayatim. Use the safeword. Say seahorse if you need me to stop.”

“Aslan?”

“I can’t. I-I’m drowning, Neri. Running from you yesterday, when every bone in my body was snarling not to...it’s...it’s twisted me up inside and—”

“I know. Me too.” Her ass shoved back, drawing me even deeper inside her. “I feel it too. That panic at being apart. The terror of losing you. The horror of never seeing you again. It’s all I can think about. I can’t stop fearing that one day you won’t be there, that you won’t be inside me, that you’ll be gone and—”

“Fuck.” I buried my face into her hair and let go.

My hips rocked with a primitive beat, pumping and taking, relentless and cruel.

She gasped in my hold as I pulled her head back and turned her chin. “Kiss me.” Dragging my hand up her throat to capture her jaw, I held her prone, forcing her to obey.

Our eyes locked as my mouth crashed down on hers.

An awkward, vicious kiss with our tongues duelling and our bodies twisted and locked in such prehistoric fashion.

We were nothing more than animals, writhing to an ancient song. A ritual that bound her to me in this life and the next, drawn in blood, summoned by sex, signed with every grunt and gasp as we punished each other.

I bit her bottom lip as I pistoned harder, faster inside her.

She moaned as her breasts bounced and my blankets fell away, revealing swathes of her glorious skin.

I well and truly lost myself.

Lost myself to her, in her, for her.

I snarled into the kiss and took every part of her that I could. I thrust as deep as I could get. I bruised her. Marked her. Didn’t stop drilling inside her until she stiffened in my violent hold then shattered around my pounding cock.

My tongue silenced her cries. Our lips locked. Our breath shared as I rode her through her orgasm, sending her higher, wringing her dry, committing to memory just how incredible she looked, spread on my cock, trapped in my hold, giving me everything all while it would never be enough.

I would never get enough.

Never stop needing her, craving her.

Missing her.

She bit my bottom lip as the last wave of her release made her twitch and moan. Her vicious teeth caught the cut that Jack had delivered and I entered another realm of mania.

Lightning bolts replaced my bones.

Thunder rumbled in my blood.

I was light and dark, good and evil, human and monster, and as the metallic splash of my blood tainted our kiss, I fucked her so goddamn hard.

I punished her for making me need her this way.

I hated her for asking me to run.

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