Page 18 of Heir of Darkness

Valerio thought about it for a second. Every initiation weekend had two events: the Chase for the Vitalis and Fight Night for the Kingsleys. Valerio knew that Luna had attended every single Fight Night for the past three years, going to support her brother. But maybe there was a way he could join the Fight Night himself, make a little wager with his future wife.

“We’re crashing it,” Valerio told them. “Tomorrow night.”

“What the hell do you mean we’re crashing it?” Allister asked. “Are you forgetting that the contract is supposed to bring peace to the two families? How the hell is this peaceful? I swear to God, I feel like I’m losing my mind around you two.”

Valerio smirked. “I never said I wasn’t keeping the peace.”

“So I get to beat the shit out of Augustus?” Dante asked.

“Do what you want. Finn is mine though. I need Luna to bet against me,” Valerio told them. He stood from the couch, letting his body stretch. In the morning, he would have to train, but for tonight, he would pray he could get a couple hours of sleep. “I’m going to sleep. See you both in the morning.”

They waved him away, getting up to go into their own rooms for the night.

He took the stairs up to his room, the silence overbearing. He had become used to it, but there had always been a part of him that wished for that silence to be filled. Valerio ripped his shirt off, throwing it into the closet. His mind immediately went back to Luna, but it wasn’t like he had stopped thinking about her anyway. His mind had her on repeat, thinking of the next moment he would get to see her again.

It didn’t help that she looked absolutely fucking perfect tonight, but she hadn’t dressed up for him. She was dressed for someone else and was willing to give herself to someone fucking random. It wasn’t going to happen. Not when Gianna had let it slip to Allister that they were going to the party in the first place. Of course Valerio had followed them, and of course he had kept an eye out on Luna all night.

And of course as soon as he saw some little boy put his hands on her, Valerio pounced. He would have gotten to the scene sooner had Dante and Allister not held him back, but once he got free of their hold, the damage was done.

If she tried it again, he would do the same thing. He didn’t care how many bodies he left in his wake. Until Luna understood she was his, he would have to do whatever was necessary.

He was a patient man. Maybe that was a semi-redeemable quality of his. His ability to sit and wait, to weigh out his options for the perfect time to strike. It made him an excellent businessman, the perfect hit man, and he thought it also made him a better choice for a husband.

He gave her seven years when most wouldn’t have given her a single second to wrap her brain around it. He saved himself for her. He waited and waited until he couldn’t wait anymore.

Until he got too antsy just looking at photos of her. Until he started daydreaming about her during all hours of the day and night. Until the fear of losing her became suffocating.

She was an obsession, a drug he couldn’t stop taking now that he had gotten a hit. Nothing and no one would compare to her. No way in hell.

Valerio took off the rest of his clothes, turning on the shower. He let it heat up before sinking under the stream of water, finally feeling his muscles relaxing.

He thought about her frown, the anger in her eyes, the sweet “Fuck you” she hissed at him. His hand was already reaching down, wrapping around his hard cock. He leaned against the shower wall, letting his mind wander, but of course it led him back to her. Luna fucking Kingsley. All it took was imagining it was Luna’s hand on him that sent spurts of cum onto the tile shower wall.

He turned the shower handle to the cold side, desperately cooling his body.

It seemed his patience was officially gone.

EIGHT

LUNA

Soft kisses driftedfrom her neck to her collarbone, taking their time to taste her skin. Luna’s eyes fluttered closed, the sensation feeling like heaven. He stroked along her body slowly, tracing down between her breasts before grabbing the right one. His mouth met her left breast, sucking and biting the skin, forcing her to wither in pain and pleasure.

It didn’t take him long to make his way between her thighs. He placed kisses along her inner thigh before taking one single taste of her pussy with the swipe of his tongue. Luna moaned, throwing her head back and arching her spine. Instinctively, her thighs closed around his head, keeping his head in place as his tongue continued flicking against her clit, sucking and making a mess of her.

God, she would do anything to make the feeling never end, but her orgasm was crashing into her the minute a finger slipped inside. With one more kiss on her lower abdomen, he was moving so he was hovering over her.

“Look at how ready you are for me.” Valerio smirked, stealing a kiss from her lips.

“Stop teasing,” Luna begged.

“I like having you like this for me—wet, moaning, a mess,” he said, entering her swiftly. A gasp escaped Luna, the fullness completing her. “Look how perfectly you fit with me.” His rhythm was brutal, hitting every part of her that yearned for him.

He was right, and she wanted to hate him for it.

The thrusts continued, pushing her to another orgasm she wasn’t sure she could handle. Valerio reached down between them, running his thumb over her clit. “Come for me, baby.”

Luna gasped awake. Her body tingled, covered in a hot sweat. She looked around her room, checking where she was. God, it felt so real. The way he touched her, the way she moaned for him. She swore she could feel the phantom touches lingering on her skin as a reminder.

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