Born in Blood Collection Volume 1 - Cora Reilly Page 0,65

I drew my legs up against my chest, overwhelmed by all that had happened.

Luca pushed himself into a sitting position and pressed a kiss against my shoulder. “Cosima gave you a letter that told you to go the apartment?” His voice was tight with barely controlled anger.

I nodded, then swallowed before I dared to speak. “And a key. It’s still in my bag.”

“That fucking bitch,” he growled.

“Who?”

“Both of them. Grace and Cosima. They’re friends. Grace must have put Cosima up to this. That cunt.”

I flinched away from the fury in his voice. He let out a harsh breath and sneaked an arm around my waist, pulling me against his chest and burying his face in my hair.

“Grace wanted to humiliate me. She looked really happy when I found you.”

“I bet,” he said. “She’s a fucking rat trying to humiliate a queen. She’s nothing.” Wow, he was furious. And I couldn’t help but feel schadenfreude toward Grace.

“How did she react when you told her that you couldn’t see her anymore?”

He was silent. I tensed. “You promised you wouldn’t see her or other women again.” My voice shook and I tried to pull away from him, but he held me fast. Had he lied to me? I couldn’t believe I’d believed him, couldn’t believe I’d let him touch me there, and actually touched him in turn.

“I did, and I won’t. But I didn’t talk to Grace. Why should I? I don’t owe her an explanation, just like I don’t owe a fucking explanation to the other sluts I fucked.” His body might have been made from stone, he was so tense. I wanted to believe him. He grabbed my chin between his thumb and index finger and tilted my face around until I was looking at him. “You are the only one I want. I’ll keep my promise, Aria.”

“So you won’t see her again.”

“Oh, I will see her again to tell her what I think about her little stunt.”

“Don’t.”

He frowned.

“I don’t want you to talk to her again. Let’s just forget her.” I could see that he didn’t want to forget. “Please.”

He exhaled, then nodded. “I don’t like it, but if that’s what you want…”

“It is,” I said decidedly. “Let’s not even talk about her anymore. Pretend she doesn’t exist.”

Luca lifted his hand and rubbed his thumb over my lower lip. “Your lips are too fucking kissable.” I ducked my head to hide my pleased smile.

“There’s something I wanted to talk to you about,” I said.

“More bad news?”

“Well, I guess that depends on your viewpoint. I want Gianna to visit me. Her school doesn’t begin for another two weeks, and I miss her.”

“It’s been only a few days since you saw her.”

“I know.”

“Where would she stay?”

“I don’t know. Maybe in our guest room?” We had three of them on the lower floor of the penthouse.

“Your sister is a major pain in the ass.”

I gave him a pleading look.

“How about a deal?” he said in a husky voice.

Nerves fluttered in my stomach. “A deal?”

“Don’t look so nervous.” Luca smiled sardonically. “I’m not going to ask you to sleep with me so you can see your sister. I’m not that big of an asshole.”

“No?” I teased, and he slammed his lips against me in a kiss that sent lightning sensations all the way down to my toes.

“No,” he said against my lips. “But I’d like to explore your body.”

I raised my eyebrows. “What do you mean?”

“Tonight, I’ll try to be home early from the meeting at the club, and I want us to soak in the Jacuzzi for a bit, and then I want you to lie back and let me touch you and kiss you wherever I want.” He licked my ear. “You’ll love it.”

I parted my lips in surprise. This was moving way faster than I’d thought it would, than I thought it should.

Luca must have seen the uncertainty in my expression, because he slipped his hand between my legs and pressed the heel of his palm against my clit over the fabric of my panties. I bucked and let a moan slip out before I could stop myself. God, this was ridiculous. This was what happened when you were forced to live abstinent for so long.

“You like this, Aria. I know you do. Admit it.”

He pressed harder and I jerked against him. “Yes,” I gasped out. He moved his palm slowly over me, sending spikes of pleasure through my body. “Don’t stop.”

“I won’t,” he said, nibbling my throat. “So will you