Page 128 of Queen of the Crimson Throne

“You’re right I can’t.” Her brow furrowed slightly. “But I will do everything in my power to keep to my promise.”

She shifted closer, her one hand still playing with my hair while her leg wrapped around my own, pressing our bodies together.

“Sometimes, I’m so overwhelmed by my feelings for you.” I swallowed as she continued. “It’s hard to even breathe when you look at me. That terrifies me more than anything, the effect you have on me.”

My heart beat so fast in my chest, I feared she might be able to hear it. “Imagine what I feel when you dare to even look at me.”

She smiled—a tiny little smile that softened her entire face. “I like it when you look at me. Sometimes I feel like you’re the only person who truly sees me for who I am.”

She pressed in closer, licking her lips as she traced my own with her fingers.

Her eyes drifted half closed as she leaned forward and brushed her lips over mine.

“Lennox.” I pressed my hand into her back, pulling her closer as she arched against me.

Her lips brushed over mine again—testing, teasing.

“Luka.” Her lips pressed against mine. The movement so light before she pulled back—her eyes searching mine.

“I can’t promise you anything yet,” she murmured. “But right now—right now I need to feel you. I need to feel you—to know you’re here. That you’re okay. That you’re alive.”

Her fingers tightened in my hair, pulling my mouth towards hers.

“I’m here, Lennox.”

I moved forward—pressing our lips together. Lennox didn’t hesitate this time. Her hand gripped my neck as she pulled my mouth to hers. Months of built-up tension and emotions were put into that kiss. It wasn’t gentle. It was greedy—both of us trying to make up for time lost. She took my bottom lip between her teeth and pulled—eliciting a groan from me.

“You wicked, violent creature,” I murmured against her mouth.

She smiled against my lips, her leg wrapping around mine pulling me tighter to her, pressing her hot center against my leg. Her tongue teased the seam of my lips and I opened for her.

Our hands roamed over each others bodies as we continued to kiss for what felt like days,hours,as we reacquainted with each other.

Her hands roamed over my chest and back until they finally slipped lower, under the band of my pants, her hand wrapping around my cock. I slipped the thin strap of her nightgown overher shoulder, exposing one of her breasts. I rubbed my thumb over the tightened peak as her grip on my cock tightened as she stroked me up and down. I groaned, dipping my head to take her nipple in my mouth. Her back arched as my tongue and teeth teased the sensitive bud.

My hands gripped the swell of Lennox’s ass as she rolled on top of me. Her hands roamed over my chest as her lips moved down my neck. I slipped my hands underneath the silk of her night dress until the fabric bunched at her waist.

“No undergarments tonight, Sweetheart?” Her wet heat slid over the fabric of my pants as she ground herself against me. “Did you have this in mind all along?”

She lifted her head from my chest to meet my gaze, mischief swirling in her eyes.

“You know me, I like to be prepared.”

Her lips returned to my chest as she kissed her way lower.

“I better be the only one you were preparing for.” I pinched her side and she giggled against my chest.

I winced as her chest scraped against the brand on my chest, the burns still sensitive despite the healing. I hissed, my hand fisting the sheet underneath me.

Lennox stilled, shifting so she sat straddling me, her nightgown out of place, her one breast still exposed as she stared at me, her brows furrowed and lips turned down.

“It still hurts?”

I nodded.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she opened them she leaned down, pressing her lips to the center of the brand.

“I’ll make them pay.”

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