Page 82 of A Hunter for Luna

I stepped back, clearing my throat. "The journey is going to be a long one."

She looked up at me, her eyes shining with happiness. "Thank you for this," she said. "This means much to me."

"You deserve it," I said, fumbling for words. "You deserve more than I've given you."

When had this happened? When had I started caring so void blasted much?

Luna stood up slowly, stepping closer to me. She placed a hand on my chest, and I felt the rapid beat of my heart beneath her palm.

The silence stretched as she searched my face, looking for something.

I didn't respond with words. Instead, I pulled her into a fierce kiss, my hands threading through her hair as I deepened the kiss. It was rough and desperate at first, a culmination of all the tension that had been building between us. But then it softened, turning into something tender and almost reverent.

I poured every ounce of the feelings I couldn't express into that kiss, hoping she could sense the depth of my affection. Her lips parted, and she melted into me, her body molding perfectly against mine.

When we finally broke apart, both of us were breathless. I rested my forehead against hers, my eyes closed as I savored the moment. "Luna I..."

The words caught in my throat, but she seemed to understand. She placed a finger on my lips, silencing me. "I know," she said. "I feel it, too."

I didn't need to say the words. She knew and shared the connection.

Pulling her closer, I buried my face in her silken hair. The scent of her, the feel of her in my arms, it was almost too much. But I couldn't let her go, not now, not ever.

"Let's go on this journey together," I whispered against her hair. "We’ll face whatever comes our way, and we'll make it back to each other."

She sighed, moving closer still. "I think that might be the best thing that could ever happen to me."

I began to unlace her dress slowly, reverently, but when she looked up at me with her big, expressive eyes, I couldn’t hold myself back.

I pulled her closer, my lips finding hers again in a hungry, passionate kiss. Sliding my knife from its sheath behind my back, I wrapped it around her back and sliced through her laces. I needed her naked, now. Damn the gardens or anyone who might walk into them. Pulling back, I grabbed the front of her dress and yanked, the laces giving way as she cried out.

The dress fell to her ankles revealing her delicate underclothes, but with a feral grin, I slid my knife, dull side against her breast, under them and sliced downward, careful that not a nick would mar her milky skin.

And then, I was lost. Her breasts bounced slightly as she shivered. "Your scent, it drives me mad," I growled into the crook of her neck. "It's like sweet honey and warm spice."

She moaned softly, arching into my touch. "Then inhale deeply," she said.

Tearing my mouth away from her skin, I stared at her breasts, one in each hand now. They were perfect, with rosy areolasand small, knotty nipples that stood straight up in the cool air. Moaning at the sight, I took one into my mouth, sucking hard as I swirled my tongue around it.

Her hands found their way into my hair, and she held onto me as I nipped at her flesh.

She pulled away suddenly, taking my head in her hands, turning it to kiss me deeply. Her tongue tangled with mine as our bodies pressed together. Luna straddled me then, moaning against my mouth as she ground herself against my growing erection. Her hand found the bulge in my pants, and she growled in approval. "Impatient," she whispered against my skin, her breath hot on my neck.

She pulled back slightly to untie my pants, and I let out a shaky breath. My cock sprang free as she grinned wickedly at me. She looked up at me and grinned before taking it into her mouth. With one smooth motion, she sat down on it, taking him all the way into her throat. It was too much, too fast.

Her lips and tongue worked together perfectly, sending tremors of pleasure through me that made me forget everything but the feel of her mouth around me.

I slid one hand along her spine to cup her neck and pulled her closer, feeling the warmth of her body against mine as we rocked together. Her moans filled the air as I began to thrust up into her mouth, hips undulating with each stroke. This woman was going to be the death of me, and I wouldn't have it any other way.

When I felt myself about to explode in her mouth, I pulled back abruptly, only to slam into her warmth once more before exploding into her throat with a growl. She swallowed every lastdrop greedily, stilling my hips with an iron grip when I tried to pull away.

Panting heavily, I slipped back onto the bench beneath us, pulling her down with me so that she was straddling me once more. "I missed you," I groaned against her neck. "I didn't realize how much."

With a roar, I lifted her off of my lap and plunked her feet on the ground. After unfastening it at the neck, I spread my cloak along the grass and grinned up at Luna. “Your turn.”

It didn’t take much to pull her slight frame down to the ground. None too gently, I pushed her knees apart and leaned forward, kissing her inner thighs and teasing her with soft bites.

“Benedetto,” she moaned, clutching the grass around her, “Must you?”

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