21. Chapter Twenty-Two #3
“I want you.” I told Luca as I wrapped one leg around his hip and pulled him closer.
Luca pushed inside slowly, giving me time to adjust as he moved deeper a little at a time.
He stayed close enough that his forehead rested against mine, his purr roughening beneath the effort of holding himself back.
When he was fully inside me, he stopped and waited until the initial stretch eased.
I moved my hips underneath him. Luca closed his eyes for a second, and the reaction immediately made me smile.
“Thought I was the one who kept closing my eyes.” I teased Luca as I ran my fingers through the loose hair near his temple.
“That was before you did that.” Luca replied as he opened them again, his breathing no longer quite as controlled.
“Did what?” I asked Luca as I rolled my hips just enough to tighten his jaw.
“That.” Luca answered, the warning in his voice undermined by the purr vibrating through his chest.
I smiled and did it again. Luca kissed me before I could say anything else and began to move.
His pace remained deep and measured, each thrust controlled enough that I could feel every change in pressure.
He stayed chest-to-chest rather than lifting himself far above me, one arm supporting his weight while his free hand slipped between us and found my clit again.
I broke the kiss with a gasp when his thumb circled.
“You’re doing that on purpose.” I breathed against Luca’s mouth, tightening my leg around his hip.
“I know what works now.” Luca murmured before pushing deep enough to pull another uneven breath from me.
His fingers, the steady rhythm of his hips, and the soft purr vibrating against my chest built the pleasure much faster this time.
I held onto his shoulders as my thighs started tightening around him.
“Luca.” I gasped his name when keeping any kind of rhythm underneath him became impossible.
“Stay with me.” Luca murmured against my cheek, maintaining the pace rather than rushing toward his own release.
The second climax rolled through me harder than the first, my body clenching around him as I buried my face against the side of his neck.
Luca stayed close through every contraction, his breathing turning rougher beside my ear while he kept moving just enough to carry me through the strongest waves.
When I finally started relaxing beneath him, he kissed the corner of my mouth.
“How are you?” Luca asked as he brushed damp hair away from my forehead and waited for the answer.
“Very good.” I answered Luca as I wrapped both arms around his shoulders and pulled him closer. “Keep going.”
His purr deepened beneath my hands, and the restraint in Luca’s movements loosened after that. He was still attentive and quick to notice every reaction, but his thrusts grew stronger and his breathing roughened beside my ear.
A low growl slipped through his purr when I dragged my nails down his back.
I did it again. Luca drove deeper in answer, and the change in angle pulled a sharp sound from me as my legs tightened around him.
“That okay?” Luca asked immediately, lifting his head enough to see my face despite his uneven breathing.
“Yes.” I answered Luca as I kept my nails against his back.
“Again.” The growl that followed was the first sound from him all night that wasn’t soft, and I liked it far too much.
Luca repeated the deeper thrust, then another, and my body started tightening around him again despite the two orgasms already leaving my legs unsteady.
His mouth pressed against my gland as I felt the base of him begin to swell.
His rhythm changed, growing slower and heavier as the pressure of his knot became more noticeable with each movement. Luca stayed close, his shoulders tense beneath my hands while he controlled every thrust.
“Luca—” I gasped his name as the stretch increased and my fingers dug into his shoulders.
“I know.” Luca answered against my cheek, his voice strained now.
“I’m going slow.” The pressure built gradually, his knot stretching me more with each careful movement until my thighs trembled around his hips.
I pressed my mouth against his shoulder and concentrated on relaxing around the increasing fullness.
“Please.” I gasped to Luca when another slow thrust left me needing more.
“Tell me what you need.” Luca murmured as he kissed my temple, stopping long enough to let me answer.
“Keep going.” I told Luca immediately as I tightened my arms around him. “Don’t slow down anymore.”
Luca let out a rough breath and moved again, one deep thrust followed by another.
The next seated his knot fully inside me.
My breath broke as the stretch peaked and my body clenched around him.
Luca buried his face beside mine and went still while his knot finished swelling, locking us together.
His hand remained between us, and the continued pressure against my clit pushed me over the edge again.
My third climax left my thighs shaking around his hips while Luca finally lost the last of his control.
He came with a low growl against my neck, his body held tightly against mine as his knot pulsed inside me.
His purr broke around the sound before gradually settling again, and for several seconds neither of us moved.
I could hear his breathing beside my ear and the insects outside the shutters while his palm traveled slowly over my side.
“Full?” Luca asked quietly after a while, amusement beginning to return to his tired voice.
“So full.” I answered Luca as I shifted experimentally and immediately felt the pressure of his knot move inside me.
“Easy.” Luca murmured as his hands settled more securely around my hips, his jaw tightening at the movement. I looked at his face and shifted again just enough to watch his eyes close.
“Was that a complaint?” I asked Luca, unable to keep the satisfaction from my voice when I finally disturbed some of his composure.
“Not exactly.” Luca answered through a slow breath, his fingers flexing against my hips.
“That’s what I thought.” I told Luca as I brushed my mouth over his jaw.
His quiet laugh vibrated against me before he carefully rolled us, moving slowly enough that I could stop him if the new angle became uncomfortable.
We ended with Luca on his back and me settled over him, still locked together, my hands resting against his chest while I adjusted to the deeper pressure.
“You okay?” Luca asked, keeping his hands steady at my hips.
“Yeah.” I answered Luca after taking a slower breath. “Very.”
The small movements I could manage from there were enough to send fresh pleasure through already-sensitive muscles. Luca didn’t try to direct me, his hands stayed around my hips mostly to support my weight, only helping when my thighs began to tire.
Then his thumb slid between us again. I stared down at him.
“You are relentless.” I told Luca as my breathing immediately became less steady.
“You told me to keep going.” Luca reminded me, faint amusement returning to his voice.
“That was before orgasm number three.” I told Luca, although I made absolutely no attempt to move away from his hand.
“I can stop now.” Luca offered, his thumb going still immediately.
“No.” I answered Luca far too quickly, which made his mouth twitch.
“I thought so.” Luca murmured before moving his thumb again. I tried to glare at him, but another small shift of my hips turned the attempt into a gasp.
“One more?” Luca asked quietly, keeping the pressure steady while he waited for me to decide.
I bent forward until my forehead rested against his.
“I want it.” I answered Luca, my fingers curling against his chest. His free arm came around my waist, supporting more of my weight as I moved above him.
The angle kept his knot pressed deep while his thumb worked between us, and pleasure slowly rebuilt through the oversensitive ache left by everything that had already happened.
It took longer this time, but Luca never rushed me.
He kept the same pressure and let me find the movement that felt best until my thighs tightened and holding myself upright became impossible without his arm around me.
“Luca.” I gasped his name against his shoulder as the climax finally rolled through me.
“Now” Luca murmured as both arms closed around me and pulled me securely against his chest while the aftershocks passed.
I relaxed into him, too wrung out to do anything except listen to his purr and let him support most of my weight.
We stayed like that for a long time, joined together while his breathing gradually slowed and the tension left both our bodies.
Eventually his knot eased enough for Luca to shift us carefully onto our sides. He pulled the blanket higher over my shoulder, tucked Malek’s shirt against my back where I had kept reaching for it, and moved one of the pillows closer when a gap opened beside me.
I was too tired to question why each change felt better. I only settled closer to Luca and let him keep adjusting things until I stopped wanting to move anything else.
“What are you doing?” I asked Luca as I opened one eye and watched him tuck Malek’s shirt more securely behind me.
“Making you comfortable.” Luca answered as though there could be no other explanation.
“You put Malek’s shirt behind me.” I pointed out to Luca as I looked over my shoulder toward the fabric now pressed securely against my back.
“You kept moving toward it.” Luca explained as he fixed the last fold. I stared at him while he very deliberately refused to smile.
“You noticed.” I accused Luca.
“I notice things.” Luca answered as he settled beside me and opened one arm rather than pulling me toward him.