Page 52 of Night Fury
She shook her head and he let them go. Johanna brought her hands to his face, cupping her cheeks. “I’ve been practicing how to say this to you.”
His eyes widened. “Practicing?”
She nodded, then she licked her lips, took a deep breath, and gazed into his blood red eyes. “I want you to come inside of me, Luke. Please, be rough with me.”
Luke cursed, his whole body shuddering against hers. Then with a groan he thrust inside of her, filling her to the brim.
Johanna wrapped her arms and legs around him as her orgasm rolled through her. Luke’s hands went into her hair, pulling her head back as he sunk his fangs into her neck, tilted her hips, then reached his own climax inside of her. But they both needed more.
Luke’s cock never softened. Instead, Johanna swore it grew harder as he rammed inside of her. Her moans filled the air, carried off by the wind as she went wild beneath him. Johanna scored his back with her nails, digging them into his flesh as he pounded inside of her.
Luke lifted his head and offered his neck to her. When her fangs slid into his skin, she swore she reached a new level of euphoria. He moaned her name, squeezed her hips and fucked the ever-loving shit out of her. He never stopped, never slowed, not even when they both came again.
Before Johanna knew what was happening, she was on her stomach. “Knees up,” was all Luke said, and she instantly did as she was told.
His fingers slid through her pussy lips, and she looked back in time to see the utter look of pleasure on his face, even as she felt it radiate through her body.
“This is how I like to see you, fucking dripping in my come.”
“Yes!” she cried as he slid two fingers inside of her, making them both moan.
He took his fingers out and she clenched around him, trying to keep them inside of her. The action made him chuckle, even as he lined himself up with her. “You want me that bad, hmm?”
“Yes,” she purred.
Luke cursed and held the fingers that were just inside of her to her lips.
“Suck,” he said.
She obeyed, making him curse again. Then he slipped his fingers out of her mouth and rammed his cock inside her pussy in one full thrust. They both gasped. Luke leaned down over her body, pushing her further into the dirt. He gathered her hair in his hand, twisting it around his fist.
“This is for you telling me not to call you my sunflower. That ismyname for you, and if you ever tell me not to call you that again I will make sure my handprint stays on your asspermanently.”
She looked back at him with a smirk of her very own and said, “Yes, sir.”
Luke’s eyes fell shut. He trembled against her, and she felt every bit of the pleasure that word had caused him. Then he pulled out of her and rammed back inside so hard she nearly lost her balance. “Fucking brat.”
“Yours,” she said in a moan as he moved again.
“Yes, always mine” he hissed. There was no more room for words as he took her, his hand on her shoulder and her hair wrapped in his fist.
He fucked her as if he was a starved, crazed man, and Johanna was right there with him. Then Luke used his powers. Shadows wrapped around her, and she felt as if a thousand fingertips were caressing her body, squeezing her breasts, clamping down on her nipples, teasing her clit, grabbing her ass. Unable to take the stimulation, she shouted his name into the forest just as he roared hers as he came. Then he pulled her back onto her knees, his hand wrapped around her throat as he bucked inside of her. She laid her hand over his and squeezed. He groaned, tilted his head to the side and sank his fangs back into her skin.
Johanna’s hips moved of their own accord. He fucked her and she rode him as they both worked themselves in a frenzy, nearing another explosive orgasm. Luke offered her his arm, so she bit into it, drinking his blood, letting it fill her and take her over completely just as the rest of him had. She was his and he was hers, and as they mated in the forest she swore they both screamed loud enough that the whole world heard it.
CHAPTER 19
Johanna smiled as the sunlight caught on the teardrop diamond engagement ring on her finger. She spread her fingers around the steering wheel, admiring how the light hit the gem at different angles.
Luke and Johanna were doing well. They’d learned to stop keeping secrets from one another, no matter how embarrassing or insecure it might make them, and it made a world of a difference. The night of Greg and Dani’s wedding, Luke pulled her aside and finally told her that he’d searched for and found her family. She was overjoyed that he’d done this for her, but even more so when he explained that he wanted ask them for her hand in marriage. Johanna said yes, even though he refused to accept her answer until he received their blessing.
Their first meeting hadn’t exactly been ideal. Her family was wary of Luke after they found out everything that happened to her, even though their connection and mate bond were obvious. Still, he wore them down until he got their blessing, and now they were discussing dates for their own wedding.
Johanna caught her reflection in the window. Her blue eyes shone, her skin glowed and she knew it was all because of him. Her Luke. She was so happy, so at peace in the serenity that he’d wrapped her in. He’d taught her so much about love, about life, and he made her excited for every day she saw, all because she knew he would be right there beside her. She never knew things could be so good, never imagined her life could be so filled with joy, and she was grateful for it all. In fact, she couldn’t wait to get home and show that gratefulness to him.
Johanna turned down the road to their house, but instead of bliss, she only felt dread. She wasn’t sure why. She knew Luke was home and waiting for her, yet something just felt off. Johanna tried to reach him telepathically, but she couldn’t. There was only static, as if their connection had been severed.
That was impossible. While Johanna had taught Luke ways to shield his mind, he didn’t have the ability to shield her, nor would he want to. This wasn’t like him. Something was wrong.
