Page 237 of Tempest of Wrath and Vengeance

He started off slow, pulling out and easing back inside her. Feeling her inner muscles clench and try to keep him inside with each pass.

“Gods, you are greedy,” he murmured, dragging his mouth along her collarbone and down to a breast.

“I call it knowing what I want,” she gasped as he sucked a nipple into his mouth.

“And what do you want?” he asked against her flesh.

“You,” she said on a breath, and those words undid him. Gods, those words of her accepting him for what he was?

Anything slow and measured about this was gone.

He sat up on his knees, ignoring her protesting whine at the loss of heat, but from this vantage, he could see himself lodged inside of her. The sight of it was erotic, but the sight of it also satisfied something primal.

His hands curled around the fronts of her thighs, and he flexed his hips, thrusting in and out. He watched himself fuck her, claim her, take her for his own.

“You like watching?” she asked in a tone that told himsheliked him watching.

“Do I like watching my cock inside of you?” he asked with a huff of disbelief. “Yeah, temptress. I like watching how well your cunt takes my cock.”

Her hips rose, seeking more. “Okay, well, do you think you could stop admiring your outstanding fucking skills and actuallydothe fucking?” she panted.

He paused, his cock halfway out of her.

“That bratty mouth of yours,” he snarled, slamming back into her and smirking at the gasp that punched from her chest. “Like that?”

“Yes,” she breathed when he did it again. “Just like that.”

Luka coiled forward, his body covering hers as she clawed at his back, his arms, his shoulders. Anywhere she could touch. Hiships moved faster, giving her what she’d asked for. The change of angle made his pelvis scrape against her clit with every deep plunge of his length, her whimpers and moans driving him on.

He didn’t need to ask if she was close, feeling her core start to spasm around him, and he didn’t slow, sliding his palms under her ass to lift her a little higher. She shuddered in his hold, her entire body vibrating with her orgasm as her magic flared, her skin glowing.

But the flare of power also called to his own, black flames rushing to the surface and licking along her bare flesh, drawing out her pleasure as another cry fell from her lips. The sound of it shoved him into his own release, his head dropping as he groaned hoarsely into her neck. His cock jerked, emptying into her, and his dragon was finally satisfied…for now.

Gods, he almost wanted to go again now that he’d had her.

Her breathing was still uneven when her trembling fingers drifted through his hair.

“Luka?”

He hummed an acknowledgment.

“If I… Would you still…”

He sat up, internally mourning when his cock slipped out of her. “Tell me, Tessa.”

She wouldn’t look at him when she said in a rush, “If I fulfill my purpose, will I still be yours?”

He stared down at her. At this female who had been a pain in his ass from the moment he’d laid eyes on her. At the cautious hope that lingered in her violet eyes, fully prepared to accept his rejection because she’d been rejected her entire life.

Knowing the words would mean more to her than any declaration of feeling or love, Luka said, “My loyalty is to you, Tessa.”

Two tears immediately slipped from her eyes as she rose up, her arms wrapping around his neck and hauling him back to her.

It was hours later when she was resting against his chest, her fingers toying with the fine hair there while she drifted in and out of sleep, that he realized he hadn’t blocked the bond. In all the chaos and heat of the moment, it hadn’t occurred to him once. Even when they’d spoken of him, he hadn’t thought to shield his friend from this.

Theon had felt all of it.

Every whispered word and conflicting thought.

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