Page 273 of Blood and Ruin: The Complete Series

“You don’t know that.”

“I do.” I trust Luka and the others with my life. And if he can’t trust his wolf—the other side of him—then I’ll do it for him.

I run my hands up his back and across his shoulders. More tendrils appear, reaching out to me, gently wrapping around my wrists.

Luka sees this, his eyes widening as he steps back from me.

“No.” He squeezes his eyes shut.

“Stop, Luka,” I beg him.

“He’ll hurt you.”

I shake my head, my heart breaking at seeing him doubt himself.

“I want you. I wantallof you, Luka. Every side of you. You said you accept every part of me…”

Luka opens his eyes wide as they stare down at me. “Ido, you know I do.”

“Then let me accept every part of you, too.”

His chest rises and falls with each rapid breath he takes. His face is drenched in his doubts and fears as he continues to hold himself back.

I stay where I am, waiting. This has to be his choice. I can’t make it for him, no matter how much I crave him… Crave his touch and his love. I will wait for however long he needs to heal, even if that takes forever.

Time drags on slowly, but I know it’s only been a couple of minutes. I open my mouth to try to change the subject, to move away from this for now, when a determined spark lights up his eyes and his tendrils disappear.

I see the moment he makes his decision. It’s like something snaps as he rushes forward and pulls me into him. His lips slam against mine, hungrily demanding I give him everything and more.

I push back, answering with each brush, each caress of my lips, telling him just how desperate and lost I am without them… withouthim. And just how much I’ll always need him.

Everything Luka kept hidden is in this kiss. His scent is full of dark desires, which swirl around his silent chaos, making my senses run wild.

I gasp as he nips my bottom lip, sending a bolt of lust straight to my core, now slick with heat.

He releases a throaty moan as I run my hands up his chest. I continue my trail up and over his shoulders before slowly dragging my fingertips down the length of his back. “Kiarra,” he breathes.

His hands slide down my sides, stopping at the hem of my top. Dragging my lips from his, I reach down and pull it off, along with my bra, before slamming my lips back to his. He yanks me closer. The feel of his warm, bare skin against mine makes my body ache for more of him.

He moans as his hands slide up my sides to the curves of my breasts. I feel his body shudder as his thumb brushes the side of them.

I arch into his chest, my hardened nipples sliding against his skin, sending my heated body into overdrive. The more of his body I feel, the more I feel an all-consuming need to have him inside me, to feel his body pressed up against mine as we move as one.

“Towel,” I remind him.

Luka steps back, removing his towel. His long, thick erection springs free, making my mouth water.

“Your turn. Jeans.” He smirks at me.

His smile drops the minute I slide out of my jeans and underwear and kick them away. His hot gaze roams slowly down my body and back up again, leaving a delicious trail of heat in its place.

“Damn,” he breathes.

His eyes meet mine. “You’re beautiful. It’s not enough— will never be enough—those words. But you are the most beautiful person I know, inside and out.”

Before I get a chance to tell him how much he means to me. He steps forward, slamming his lips to mine, dragging a moan from my throat. Small jolts of heat slide across my body as my stomach clenches with need.

“I want to taste you,” I tell him, sliding my tongue along the seam of his lips.

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