Page 115 of The Gods Only Know

There was something so heady about knowing he was right behind me, slowly walking toward the inevitable instead of frantic, rushed movements. He knew he had me. And he wasn’t in a rush. Lukas would draw out the pleasure until I was shaking with the need to come.

My body started vibrating, tense with anticipation. My limbs were stiff enough that when I rounded a corner, I clipped my hip on the edge of it, sending me stumbling into a table.

I placed both hands on the wood, fighting for breath. It did no good, not when large, tanned hands with veins like an oak tree came down on the table on either side of my own and Lukas’s body pressed into my back.

His mouth went right to my ear. “You know what’s about to happen, don’t you?”

I nodded, a whimper breaking off in my throat. My heart was pounding so fast, sending shivers down my body and between my legs.

“Smart girl.” His voice was low, burrowing deep in my chest. I felt like I was about to collapse, and almost did when Lukas snaked a hand around my waist and pulled me flush to him. He felt like steel at my back, all the hard planes of him molding into me.

“I know we should talk.” He nipped my earlobe and my knees buckled. “But I’m tired of talking. You know damn well what I feel for you.”

“A little clarification would help,” I said, holding onto his forearm. Even though I was breathless, pliable at his touch, he wasn’t continuing without telling me I wasn’t alone in this.

Lukas chuckled against my ear then spun me around, hauling me up on the table so he could press in between my legs. He gripped my chin roughly, forcing me to look at him. “I’m so in love with you I can barely think straight.”

I wanted him to kiss me. Now. But he held me in place. “I want you. This isn’t some love born from necessity or from you being in my life for so long. Iwantyou. The whole of you. I’ve known it for years, Daph,” he said, pressing a hand to his heart. “You’ve been here for years.”

My own heart was going to beat out of my chest.

“I couldn’t understand why you ran at first. You’ve always felt like a part of me. Or that I was a part of you. I thought you’d react like I would. Butyouthought it was necessary. That’s all that matters. I’m sorry for ever doubting that.”

It was everything I’d always wanted to hear, everything Ineededto hear. My hands grappled for his shoulders, pulling him impossibly closer.

“Luke, I’ve loved you all my life.” That earned me a swift kiss on the mouth. The second it deepened, and we realized the chaste kisses we’d shared were nothing compared to this fire, we attacked each other. His bun was undone in seconds, the elastic discarded, so I could rake my nails against his scalp. Lukas gathered my hair and wrapped it around his fist, jerking my head back so he could have better access to my mouth.

The motion parted my lips and Lukas took advantage, sweeping his tongue inside in one deft stroke. I met him with my own, sliding against his. He was intentional, prodding with his movements, and I knew then that he would methodically bring me over the edge with that tongue between my legs.

My heart hurt, clenching painfully under his confession and the full force of my emotions. I broke us apart, earning a growl from Lukas.

Until he realized why I’d done it. I didn’t even need to explain. He knew I needed to hear it again.

“You were made for me, baby,” Lukas cupped my face, moving a thumb over my cheek. “You have to know that.”

Another painful squeeze in my chest. “I know. You were made for me, too.”

“Fucking right I was.” A kiss, deep and lingering. “Now I want to see how well we fit.”

Right. Because we were about to fuck in this hallway. Fine by me. I needed to feel him, even in front of an audience.

I looped my hands around his neck and pulled him down so that I could speak in his ear. “Take me somewhere. Show me.”

I was lifted off the table before I was even done speaking. I wrapped my legs around his waist to hold on. Lukas shoved us through a portal and the minute the seaside air trickled up my nose, I started mauling him with my mouth and my hands.

He’d taken us to Sounion, and by the little glimpses I could gather of our surroundings through my fluttering lashes, right into his room.Ourroom. The sea breeze drifted in through the curtains, the early autumn night still warm enough to bask in.

I clenched my legs around his waist, seeking friction, and his hands found my ass immediately.

“Here’s what’s going to happen, baby.” Lukas nipped my bottom lip. “I’m going to finally taste that sweet little thing between your legs. And then I’m going to fuck you. Hard, at first. Then nice and slow the second time.”

I licked the triangle of skin at the base of his neck. “What about the third?”

I could feel his laugh against my tongue, rumbling in the bottom of his throat. “Probably out in the water. Thought about that one a lot.”

“There’s time to try it all,” I said passively, too focused on trying to trace his Adam’s apple with my lips.

His hand was on my jaw a second later, bringing our eyes level. “A week. I want you for a week. However I want. As many times as I want.”

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