Page 455 of Reign

My arms are still trapped around his neck. His body is the only thing keeping me balanced, and every relentless stroke pushes me closer.

“I’m going to come.”

Luciano’s eyes lock onto mine.

“Do it.”

My breath breaks.

“Come on my cock, princesa. You’ve earned it.”

My orgasm hits hard.

My arms tighten around him as my body goes rigid, and Luciano holds my hips while I shake through every wave.

He keeps moving until I sag against him.

Then he stops.

For several seconds, all I can hear is our breathing.

Luciano kisses my temple. His hands close around my waist.

He eases out of me.

Then he catches my bound arms where they’re looped around his neck.

“Lift.”

I raise them slightly.

Luciano ducks beneath my arms, freeing himself while leaving my wrists secured together in front of me.

“There.”

His hands return to my waist.

My legs are absolutely useless when he lowers me from the island.

“See?” I mumble. “My legs—broken.”

“I told you I don’t need them functional.”

He supports me as I sink to my knees in front of him.

My bound hands rest against my thighs.

I look up.

He’s still hard. Still waiting.

His hand slides into my hair. “Close your eyes.”

I do.

I hear the slow movement of his fist.

His breathing changes.