Page 74 of Unveil

He grabs my hip with his other hand and sinks us back beneath the surface.

“That’s how this could be between us. So fucking easy. All you have to do is let me treat you right. Can you imagine how good we’ll feel when I’m actually inside you?” he rasps as he smears the proof of how much we need each other across my mouth.

My tongue sneaks out to lick his fingertip.

“Jesus, yes. Taste us, Luna.”

He curves his finger into my open mouth, and I obey instantly, wrapping my lips around him, tasting water laced with our arousal.

“Taste the difference between spring water and us. There’snothingpure about us. We’re sinful perfection.”

I don’t know which flavor is him or me, but my eyes close again on a moan. His finger moves in and out of my mouth in sync with the way his cock has begun to move between my thighs again, taunting my opening.

“One day, I’m gonna fuck ‘I love you’ out of these pretty lips, little wife.”

My heart stutters.

I should argue with him, push back.

But I can’t seem to care. Not when he’s bending me forward for a better angle on my clit. Not when he whispers things that make me want to beg for him to make good on his promises.

“Every time I thrust, I’mso closeto sinking inside you, and I’machingto fill you up. You know how hard it is to hold back right now? Once I’m inside my wife, I don’t know if I’ll be able to restrain myself, and I don’t think you’d want me to. You’d want everything from me. You’d beg for me to come inside you, wouldn’t you, baby?”

His cock pulses between my thighs, sliding along my core. Each thrust leaves me breathless for more, the shock of cold water rushing in to replace the heat he leaves behind.

“Don’t you want that, Luna?” he asks again, popping his finger from my mouth to join his other hand to grab my hips. His grip bites into my skin possessively, like he’ll never let me go no matter how I answer.

“Yes,” I gasp, not sure of the question, just wanting him to keep ending each thrust with that little pulse against my clit.

“Mmm,” he growls, kissing my jaw before dragging his teeth down my throat. His canines lightly bear into the flesh at the crook of my neck, and one hand glides up to pinch my nipple, drawing a gasp from me.

“You’ve been teasing me all morning. Don’t think I didn’t notice,” he accuses, but there’s not a hint of disapproval in his dark tone. “You didn’t have to strip down, but you did. And you sat naked in the cold water, right in front of me and ripe for the taking during the longest bath in history. I had to keep myself from diving in after you to latch onto these perfect tits.”

He squeezes my breast roughly, making me cry out. Then his hand glides down my side, every inch of his touch slow and deliberate before resting over my clit.

“I wasn’t trying to tease you,” I pant, lying through my teeth. “I just… wanted a bath.”

And now I just want is release.

He bites my neck, and my yelp ends in a moan when the gentle caress of his lips soothes the wound.

“Liar.” He chuckles darkly. “Someone needs to put you in your place.”

Rebellious heat flares in my chest.

“And that’s gonna be you?”

But his fingers circle my clit again, harder and faster this time, and I moan, putty in his arms.

“It’ll only ever be me. You want to be tamed, and I’m the one who’ll do it.”

He thrusts hard between my thighs, clapping our skin in the water, and I whimper. “Take what I give you for now. Neither of us is lasting long.”

My nerves are on fire. “Are you… are we gonna…?”

“Are we gonna… what, baby?” he taunts, his low laugh bouncing against the rocks.

Anticipation and embarrassment lodges the words in my throat. I’mneverlike this. I’ll say whatever I want to say, whenever I want to say it. But right now? I can’t form the words, and my cheeks heat.