Page 166 of Crystal Luna

“Right here?” she asked, her voice quivering at the thought.

“Why not?” he teased, slipping his free hand beneath her waistband. “It’s our house, isn’t it?”

Realisation dawned in her eyes. “It is. It is our house.”

It almost felt like she was trying to assure herself, but Asher didn’t dwell.

He tugged on her pants, and she lifted so he could pull them off. Only then did he realise she wasn’t wearing any panties—he lost his breath.

Shit. Had she not been wearing any all night? Had Isaiah known that?

Though farther away than usual, he felt Isaiah chuckle and shake his head. They’d been so close their entire lives that it was hard to completely separate their bond. But as soon as Isaiah saw his brother’s intentions, he’d pulled back to give the two of them some privacy.

Returning his focus to Vel, Asher licked his lips and stroked her clit with his thumb. He could see the pleasure jolting through her body as he gently circled the sensitive bundle of nerves. She peered between her legs, watching him for a moment before she reached forward and gripped his hair in both fists, hauling him into a bruising kiss. They gave themselves over to each other, both in need of an escape from reality.

Asher’s scalp burned as she used her grip on his hair to guide him to his rightful place. He willingly obeyed, bending at the waist to be eye level with her dripping pussy. He grabbed Vel’s hips, kneading the soft flesh in his hands before yanking her to the edge of the stone countertop. She threw her legs over his shoulders, trapping him in his own version of paradise.

She tasted like heaven, her heat dripping down his throat like sweet nectar he could never get enough of. Her clit was swollen from his touch and her pussy was soaked in anticipation. Asher flattened his tongue against her clit, licking a path to her entrance before plunging inside. Her thighs quivered and a sweet, gorgeous moan filled the air. His thumb found her clit again, intensifying the pressure from her thighs.

He couldn’t help but look up, catching the way her eyes rolled and her head lolled back. A moment later, she laid down on the counter. Vel clawed at his scalp, nails stinging his skin until he moved his lips up once more. The moment his lips sealed around her clit, she dropped the walls that shielded them from her mind. Feeling her pleasure through their link was so fucking precious he had no words to thank her for it.

“Just make me come,” she panted.

This woman would be his fucking downfall. Asher sucked harder and pushed two fingers knuckle deep inside of her. He wasn’t gentle—she didn’t need him to be in that moment. She relaxed into him, her hold on his hair easing and turning into gentle strokes as she gave herself to him.

Vel’s orgasm rippled through her body and Asher had to pull his mind back so he didn’t fall over the edge with her—not yet. Her body writhed and contorted as he prolonged her orgasm with rough flicks of his tongue. Her moans were so damn gorgeous. His balls tightened, wanting to spill his release.

Sooner than he would have liked, he eased his assault on her clit and pulled his dripping fingers out of her pussy. He drew circles on her stomach with his free hand while he licked his fingers clean.

“I would like more, but only if you allow.”

Vel didn’t open her eyes, her lips curled into a satisfied smile. “Only if you have a condom.”

Asher only laughed in response. They’d stashed them in various locations all over the house, not wanting to miss a single opportunity. Vel’s eyes shot open as she heard him rummage through a drawer next to him, and she swallowed hard as he produced a small foil packet. “Woman, those fucking things are hidden all over the damn house.”

Her eyes shot open and watched as he opened the plastic wrap and revealed the thin circle. “Oh.”

Asher froze. “Unless that was your subtle way of saying no.”

Vel raised up and laid her hand gently on his jaw, her thumb running over his tender, swollen lips. “It wasn’t.”

A weight lifted itself off her shoulders and he quickly sheathed himself up. He never minded condoms—especially if they made her feel safe. Yes, he wanted her pregnant, but right now he was just happy she was here with him.

With one hand on her hip his other ran over her spine and gripped her neck. She understood, pulling him closer for another kiss. He took his time as he sank into her with one slow, smooth thrust. She relaxed into him, her fingers roaming his hair as her lips pressed firmer against his.

His cock jerked, desperate for release as her walls clenched around him. She was hot and tight and just like with every touch they shared, his body tingled and his skin vibrated. He’d felt it through Isaiah when he’d taken her last time, but feeling it for himself it was so much better. Though he had no clue how he was supposed to keep from coming instantly.

Vel’s mind filled with pure content as she broke the kiss and let her fingers run over his shoulders. “You don’t have anything to prove, Asher.”

He rested his forehead against hers, pressing even deeper. “I want you to be satisfied too.”

“I am,” she hummed, opening her mind even more to prove she was telling the truth.

She didn’t care if he came now or in an hour—she was even looking forward to it. She wanted to feel his orgasm just like last time. Soaking up her assurance, he began to thrust. He still took his time, using shallow movements to draw this out as long as possible.

“My little pup,” she praised, brushing that spot behind his ear that drove him wild.

“Fuck, moonlight—you can’t say shit like that.”