Chapter 144: Jessie Ware - Say You Love Me
"Luna..." he whispered hoarsely as she broke the kiss and rose above him, her legs straddling his hips. There was a wild fire in her eyes. Her hair was wet and wild around her shoulders, her lips swollen from kissing, her body glistening with leftover droplets from the shower.
That look in her eyes—it was dangerous. Determined. It made him want to laugh and groan all at once. What was she going to do? Ride him until he agreed to live forever?
He chuckled to himself, a sound both strained and amused. "You know, if this is your idea of a negotiation tactic, I might surrender early."
She didn’t speak. She simply moved, taking control. He sucked in a breath, every nerve ending set on fire. She wasn’t just using him—she was pouring herself into him, every touch layered with silent grief and a desperate kind of love.
Damien grunted, trying to reach for her hips but Luna caught his wrists midair and pressed them together in front of her chest.
And gods help him, he let her. He let her take whatever she needed, however she needed it.
But as her pace increased, and the intensity between them escalated, Damien’s frustration grew. The pleasure was maddening, and the tension in his arms, being restrained, added another layer to the chaos already unfurling in his body. He flexed his fingers, tried again to move—only to feel her press his hands down again, her gaze fierce and unrelenting.
"I’m here," he whispered. "I’m still here."
"Luna..." he gasped as she rolled down onto him, her body tight and hot, a perfect and maddening fit.
"Say you’ll stay," she demanded. Her body moved against his.
"I will," he rasped, caught in the overwhelming pleasure of her, of this moment.
"You’ll find her." She stared into his eye.