“I don’t have any family left.”
“That’s not true.” I pushed off his chest to meet his gaze. “You have me. I’m your wife now. We’re family. And Nico and Declan have always been your family. And now Kara, Nol, Luce, they’re your family too.”
He said nothing, so Icontinued. “I’m so sorry Arlo is dead, but you’re not alone, Luka. We’re all here for you. Arlo didn’t choose to leave you. He loved you very much. The rest of us? We’re still here for you. We’re still here, we’re not going anywhere.”
I reached up on my tiptoes and brushed a kiss over his lips. “Especially me.”
His glassy blue eyes met mine. “Do you promise? Do you promise you’ll never choose to leave me again?” His hold on my waist tightened like he was worried I’d slip right through his fingers now.
“I promise.” My hands found the nape of his neck. “I’ve spent too much time not choosing you. Too many hours trying to resist you. Trying to resistus. You give me an excuse to be selfish. To choose us. To choose my own happiness for once. I’m not letting that slip through my fingers again.”
His head dipped to rest against my shoulder. “I don’t deserve you,” he murmured.
“It’s me who doesn’t deserve you.”
“Let’s agree to disagree.”
I let out a light laugh. “I have an idea.”
“An idea of how you can distract me from my pain?” His hand at my waist slipped beneath my shirt, his warm hand drifting up my spine as his lips found my throat.
“I meant a plan about how we can retaliate against Adreona, but my idea can wait.”
His teeth nipped at my ear, giving it a slight tug as I reached for the waistband of his pants.
“Are you going to fuck me on the table?”
I could feel him smile against my heated skin. “I was thinking the wall, but I like your thinking, Sweetheart.”
I wrapped my legs around his waist as he moved us to the table, setting me down on the ledge. I braced my hands behind me, pushing away the discarded dishes as he made quick work of my pants.
He dropped to his knees, hooking my legs over his shoulders. A moan slipped from my lips as his tongue found my center.
I let him feast, his mouth working me into a frenzy as I sat splayed out on the table, my heels digging into his back and my hand knotted into his hair.
I threw my head back as he sucked hard at my clit, pulling my release from me. When the shockwaves finally subsided, I opened my eyes, finding Luka licking my release from his glistening lips with a smirk on his lips.
“I’ll never get tired of the taste of you.”
I pulled him to me, capturing my lips with his. Tasting myself on his lips.
I reached between us, freeing his cock and guiding him to my entrance.
“Fuck, Lennox.”
“Fuck me how you want me,” I breathed as he started moving, his thrust slow.
The corner of his mouth kicked up. “Lay back.” He pressed a hand to my chest and I obliged. Laying back on the table.
“Play with your breasts while I fuck you.”
I lifted my shirt up, exposing my breasts as he picked up his thrusts.
I brought my hands to my hardened nipples rolling them between my fingers as the sounds of our skin slapping against each other echoed in the empty room.
My eyes rolled in the back of my head as he hit the spot deep inside me. I closed my eyes, losing myself to the feeling.
I yelped, the sound of his slap on my inner thigh echoed in the room. “Eyes on me.”
