Her molars crashed together. “Had she told you the location, you would be fucking her right now.”
“No.” The sharp planes of his face turned to limestone, like a fairy-tale villain carved by a demented artist. But his skin, the blood beneath, and his entire aura were alive and real with a vengeance. “Had she given me what I wanted, I would’ve wrapped my hands around her throat and snuffed the life from her body.”
“Brutal.” She blew out a breath.
“Brutally honest. I’m going to end her, Vera. Her and her brothers. But first…” He nudged her naked thighs apart, bent, and ran his tongue along her slit. “I’m going to end this agony between us.”
CHAPTER 22
Vera swelled so hard and fast between her legs she went mad with her need for him. Luke. The only man who had ever held this much power over her.
He wasn’t so cruel to make her beg. Dipping a wicked finger inside her, he sent rivulets of pleasure everywhere. A second digit compelled her hips off the ground, her entire body reaching for more, harder, deeper… Oh God, right there.
Fingers thrusting and lips trailing a line of fire to her clit, he buried his face and smothered her senses with his devilish mastery.
She clamped her legs around his shoulders, the delicious ache intensifying as she drank in the vision of him with new eyes.
This proud, virile, intimidating alpha had been forced to perform sexual acts with another man. But he also knew his way around a woman’s body. A skill that could only come from experience.
Jealousy sank in its teeth, but more than that, she felt a kindred connection. He knew what it was like to be a slave. He’d experienced the terrifying loss of freedom. He understood her in a way no one else could.
And she understood him.
He’d raped her, not out of self-serving cruelty, but out of necessity to maintain his ruse. A ruse that followed justice.
“I forgive you.” She quivered and heated beneath his attentive touch.
“I don’t deserve that.” He lifted his face, his expression blanking as he removed his fingers.
“I’m about to change my mind.” She bucked her hips. “Don’t stop.”
In a tailored suit, tie tossed over his shoulder, red hair tousled, and gaze fixed upon her, he stole her breath. Her sanity. Then he smiled, and she lost her dignity.
“Fuck me, Luke.” She squeezed her thighs around him. “Right now.”
As she pulled on his shoulders, firm muscles rippled beneath her hands. He lowered his grin and kissed her deeply, claiming every inch of her pussy. She stabbed her fingers in his hair, gasping and weakening at the hum of his hungry groans against her sensitive flesh.
He lifted her legs with gentle pressure beneath her thighs, spreading her open and sinking his tongue. Her heart burst into a sprint, flooding thick, languorous sensations along her limbs. Dizzy energy and heat, crackling static and syrup, all of it spiraled through her blood and rocked her to her core. Wave after wave of stimulation slammed through her, centering in the bundle of nerve endings at the apex of her thighs.
His lips ground against her, firm and demanding. Then his fingers penetrated her achy depths, curling, pumping, freeing the last of her tension, and sending her tumbling into oblivion.
Strength left her body as she came, moaning and trembling through the stunning, blissful high. Then she crashed, clutching at the grass beneath her, anchoring herself back to reality.
He lowered her knees and removed his jacket and tie. Unbuttoned his shirt. Gave up halfway and tore open his fly. Removing a condom from his pants pocket, he rolled it on in record time. Only then did she notice his hands shaking.
“Luke.” Dazed, she reached for him and opened her legs.
“Christ, you’re a vision.” His gaze traveled over her nudity as he lowered himself in the cradle of her thighs. “There’s no place I’d rather be. I want to spend eternity inside you.”
Where her heart had been, there was only him. A thrumming stronghold of love and raw intensity.
“Touch me.” He held his hips above hers, his hand wrapped around the root of his cock.
She eagerly did as he asked, her questing fingers finding him hot and rigid, rubber over steel, twitching against the slide of her touch.
“Someday soon…” Hips rocking in her grip, he lowered his mouth to the hollow at the base of her throat and released a vibrating groan. “I’m going to feel you without a condom.”