Page 81 of A Game of Ruck
“Get on the bed, Angel,” I rasp, voice thick with need.“Let me see what’s mine.”
She backs up, crawling onto the mattress like a dream—hips swaying, thighs parting.
And when she spreads out for me, bare and beautiful in the low light of our bedroom, I nearly lose my goddamn mind.
I tug my shirt off, and push my pants down, kicking the restrictive things off.My cock springs free and it’s already aching.
Her eyes drop to it, and she moans, biting her lip like she’s trying to decide if she’s nervous or eager.
Lucky for me, she’s both.
And I love that.I live for it.
I climb onto the bed, crawling over her, one arm caging her head as the other runs slowly down her body.
I skim over her breasts, pausing to roll a nipple between my fingers until she whimpers.
Then lower, past her ribs, her belly, to the slick, throbbing heat between her thighs.
She’s soaked for me.Already.
And all I’ve done is look at her like I want to devour her.
“Luca,” she breathes, wrapping her arms around my neck.
“Tell me if it’s too much,” I whisper against her lips, teasing her clit with the head of my cock.
“It’s not,” she gasps.“I want all of it.I want you.”
“Then you’ll have me, Angel,” I growl.“Every goddamn inch of me.I belong to you.And you, you’re mine now.”
And then I push inside her—deep, slow, steady—until she gasps my name and digs her nails into my back.
And just like that, I’m home.
Chapter Twenty-Annabeth
I can’t believe it.
I am married.Legally.To the man I adore.
Who I’ve only known for like a week.
But it doesn’t matter.Because when I fall, I fall hard.
And I have never fallen as hard as I have for Luca Warden.
Everything he’s done?
Arranging our wedding.
The amazing Haka he asked his team captain to lead for him, for me, for us?
It’s all a testament to his feelings for me.
And they are big.Just like my feelings for him.
And when I finally get down to admitting it, no one makes me feel like he does.
