Page 83 of A Hunter for Luna

Smirking against her skin, I nodded, and parted her folds, breathing in the scent of arousal that clung to her.

"Yes," I growled before plunging my tongue into her slick heat.

She cried out as I lapped at her, nibbling lightly on her clit while thrusting two fingers inside of her. The taste of her was like nothing else; sweet and tangy and intoxicating. She smelled like wildflowers and sex when I pulled away, looking up at her with hooded eyes.

"I'm going to make you come so hard you won't be able to see straight."

Her eyes were heavy-lidded and full of desire.

I grinned, pulling my fingers from inside of her and pressing them against her lips. "Suck," I commanded, watching as she obediently sucked them clean of her essence. "That's it."

Then I dove back in again, licking and sucking on her folds as I slid my fingers deeper inside of her. She moaned into my ear "More..."

As much as I wanted to give it to her, I had other plans. Standing up swiftly, I pulled her to her feet and turned us both so that she was pressed against the trunk of the tree. With one swift movement, I replaced my fingers with my aching cock as it rubbed against her entrance.

"Ready for me?" I growled down at her through gritted teeth.

She jerked her hips forward, and I slipped into her inch by sweet inch. She gasped as I filled her completely, and I moaned at the feel of her tight walls squeezing me. Her sheer passion made me shudder.

Her legs wrapped around my waist, and she began to move against me as we swayed to an unheard rhythm. The world fell away as we lost ourselves in the heat of the moment.

Soon, it was too much. My hips pistoned faster, harder as I plunged deeper into her wet warmth with each thrust. Her nails dug into my shoulders, leaving red marks that would later fade but serve as a reminder of this moment.

I couldn’t hold back any longer; every muscle tensed as I came with a roar, filling her with my seed as she cried out her orgasm. We stayed like that for long moments, our bodies still joined. Then she pulled away slowly, leaving a trail of sticky fluid between us.

Luna looked up at me through her lashes, a small smile on her lips as she wiped them clean with the back of her hand. "I love you," she said quietly. "I have for a long time."

I couldn't form words to respond, so I kissed her again instead. Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes as I held her close. We had found each other in this chaos of a world, and it was perfect.

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

BENEDETTO

Luna’ssoft skin pressed against mine as we lay tangled in the sheets, our breath slowly returning to normal. Her head rested on my chest, her fine dark red hair spilling in waves over both of us. I wrapped an arm around her, rolling until she was sprawled on top of me, and pressed a kiss to the top of her head.

"Maybe there's a place, a life beyond revenge," I said.

For a moment, a future not driven by the need for vengeance unfolded before me.

Luna smiled down at me, before she pillowed her head on my chest. "I hope we find that place."

Her careful words sparked hope in the shadows of my mind.

An hour later, I sat on the edge of my bed, watching Luna as she dozed peacefully. Without the fierce spirit that drove her, she looked fragile, almost delicate. My chest tightened with an unfamiliar ache, a mix of comfort, love, and worry for her.

I didn't want to leave. My hand brushed against her cheek lightly, savoring the warmth of her skin.

But if she cared for me, she wanted the man I was. And I had been forged in duty and revenge. There was no escaping either.

Francesco needed me to save him from the darkness that consumed his mind. I needed to see him again before Luna and I left Kalion behind.

As I rose from the bed, Luna stirred, reaching for me with a sleepy murmur. I leaned down and kissed her forehead softly.

"I'll be back soon." I pulled the blankets over her shoulders. She smiled faintly and nestled deeper into the soft fabric, her breath evening out once more.

I returned to my room. I’d read the book from cover to cover with no ill effects, though I also didn’t understand most of it. I went to the chest, opened it, and unfolded the silk to find it gone.

There were no words foul enough to summarize my feelings.

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