Page 71 of Cruel Redemption

“Good morning.” He pushed the robe off my shoulder as he brought me into his arms. His skin was still warm and damp from the shower. But he smelled incredible. I always loved the way Luka smelled.

“Mmm.” He kissed my neck and throat. “How was the shower?” I asked.

I tugged on the edge of the towel. It dropped to the floor. It looked much better there.

“Lonely,” he answered.

“I should have joined you. But I was sending a message to Katya. I need something special for our wedding.”

“Shh.”

Luka lifted me onto the table. Before I could tease him back, he was inside me. Oh shit. He filled me. Stretched me. He pushed my knees wider, sending his shaft deeper. My breasts jutted forward. His tongue lashed over one and then the other.

“Oh shit.” I felt the sweet pain hum in my body. He’d take care of me. I knew he would.

I braced myself on the mahogany with my palms, watching his beautiful chiseled body move in and out of mine. There was a new passion between us since he slipped the ring on my finger. A new hunger. We couldn’t stop. I’d lost count of the orgasms last night. We had sex seven times. Maybe it was nine. Numbers didn’t make sense when I was reeling from one orgasm after another. Like the one he was drawing from me now.

“Luka. Luka.” I tried to support my body as he thrust with possessive strokes. It felt as if we could never get enough of each other. A new fire had been lit. It was a flame we were only now discovering.

I breathed heavier, trying to quiet the scream in the back of my throat. But there was no use. He was driving deeper and faster and the moment he began massaging my clit, I was under his spell. Under his control. I screamed his name. The chandelier rattled above us.

He grunted before catching my mouth with a kiss that was as powerful as any we’d ever had. The heat from the new blaze burned hotter and faster. I clawed at his shoulders. I didn’t know if I needed him to release me or save me. I didn’t know if I wanted to go under or float. Whatever it was, I wanted to do it with him, with his body, with his cock inside me.

The smolder in his stare was all I needed to give in to the next tidal wave. He thrust again. One. Two. Three. He came in powerful waves. We crested together. It was incredible.

I smiled lazily at him. He helped me to the edge of the table.

“There are a lot of rooms for us to visit in this suite, I notice.” He kissed my cheek. “By visit, I mean fuck in.”

“Are we staying here for the honeymoon?” I asked. I threaded my arms through the sleeves of the kimono. Luka, however, left the towel on the floor. He stood at the floor to ceiling dining room windows.

“I want to take you to France.”

“Really?” I blinked. And then I thought about the work. “What about Noctem Global? We just finalized everything. What about Katya?”

He turned around. “Noctem Global will survive if we’re gone for a couple of weeks. Barbara and Paul will be fine. And your new assistant might have the hang of it.”

I rolled my eyes. “Ben isn’t up to speed yet.”

“He’ll get there. But I don’t give a shit about Ben. Katya and the baby are doing great at your house. She loves it there. I think it’s the perfect time to go.”

I wrapped my arms around him. “You think it is?” I didn’t want to question his romantic spontaneity. But I had never left the office for two weeks.

“We leave tomorrow.” He waggled his eyebrows. “It’s not a question any longer.”

“What time is it?” I rushed to my tablet.

“Nine,” he answered.

“We have to go. Our wedding is at ten.”

He chuckled. “It’s only a piece of paper.” He threaded his fingers through mine. “You’re already my wife.”

I pushed up on my tiptoes to reach his lips. “I am.”

He grabbed my ass. “But let’s go. You know I don’t like to be late.” I swatted at him.

“You realize that the bride is going to need a minute to take a shower and get ready.”

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