Page 72 of The Lightkeeper

“My greedy girl,” I groaned and moved faster.My thrusts shorter and harder, careening us toward the edge.

“Don’t stop,” she panted.

“You’re so beautiful,” I murmured, staring down where we were joined. “So perfect.” I steadied her hips, making sure I hit her G-spot with each thrust. I felt her go tight. Her back bowed and her muscles fluttered around me, and all I cared about was giving her pleasure—giving her what she needed. I was determined to give hermore—desperate to give her everything.

I reached around, my fingers just above her pussy, so that my next thrust pushed her clit against them, and she flew apart, moaning my name into the sheets as she came hard around my cock. I held my breath—clung to it like I could hold back the passage of time for just one second longer—to feel the tight heat of her cunt ripple and milk along my length. But one second was all I got before I couldn’t hold it any longer. I pulled out of her with a feral growl, worked myself with my hand, and after two rough strokes, was coming in long, thick ropes all over her back and ass, painting that fair skin with my cum.

Fucking hell.

Two weeks of this, and every time I was inside her, it still felt likeIwas the one who remained a virgin.

“Don’t move, jellyfish,” I rumbled, giving her delicious ass a light tap as I climbed off the bed, went and grabbed a warm cloth, and returned to clean us both.

She turned over, stretching out fully on my bed with a sated sigh. Her dark curls inked over my pillow. Her sinful curves on full display.

Goddamn, I’d never get tired of this.My breath caught in my chest at the idea. Never was a long time—longer than I had with her.

“You are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” I said without thought.

Her eyes fluttered open, staring up at me. I kneeled on the bed and slowly lowered myself next to her, placing kisses at random spots of skin along the way. The top of her knee. The corner of her hip. The valley between her breasts. The slope of her shoulder.

When I reached her ear, I pulled the lobe between my teeth and murmured, “I’m going to keep you in bed all day.”

She shivered, but surprised me when she drew back, turning on her side and propping her head up on her palm. “Kit…”

“What?” My blood hummed. “What is it?”

I noted the column of her throat bob as she swallowed.

“I… invited Lou over.”

“Today?” I choked on the word.Of all days, today was not the day.

“Tonight. For dinner.”

I couldn’t stop the shudder that went through me. Today was the fifteenth. The anniversary. The hardest day. And that was why all I wanted to do was keep this beautiful siren in my bed, losing my mind—myself—in her body over and over again until there was nothing left for my demons to find.

I sat up, feeling the band around my chest tighten.

“I don’t know if that’s a good idea.”

Aurora rose up, too, her hand coming to rest on my back—on my scars, I shivered—not because her touch wasn’t familiar by now, but because it was still unnerving for me to feel it and for it to feel good.

“She wants to see you—wants to be with you,” she murmured, her fingers tracing slow circles over me.

“Here?”

“Here,” she confirmed.

My jaw clenched. Not at Mom’s. Not in town. Here at the lighthouse.

“And if I say no?” I turned my head, capturing her gaze.

“You won’t.” Her full lips pressed against my shoulder, her eyelashes fluttering. “You love them too much not to try.”

I shuddered once more, looking away from her as I rasped, “And if I can’t? How many times do they want to torture themselves seeing how broken I am?”

Her warm hands framed my face, turning me as she moved to straddle my lap.

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