Page 118 of The Destruction You Desire
"Just doing what I need to do, P."
"I trust you. But if you need anything, I'm here, okay?"
"I'm fine. But you should probably let go before Luca blows his top."
"Seriously, thank you."
"We got your back, P. You're one of us, and we look after our own."
Hurrying back to Luca, I curl myself into his side as we both leave Lee alone to deal with whatever happened tonight.
"You believe him?" I ask Luc the second he locks us both inside his bedroom.
"Not a fucking word of it. You?"
"Bits of it. I'm worried."
Luca runs his fingers through his hair while my fingers automatically lift to my mouth, a habit I'm not sure I'll ever properly rid myself of.
"Yeah. Me too. Come on, let's sleep. Everything might be brighter in the morning."
* * *
The second I open my eyes the next morning and find Luca staring aimlessly at the ceiling, looking like he's not slept a wink, I realized that my words last night might have been wishful thinking.
"Hey, you okay?"
He glances over at me, his expression softening as he gazes into my eyes.
"You're in my bed, I'm more than okay."
He rolls over me, pressing me into the mattress as his lips find mine.
I fight it when he tries to part my lips with his tongue, aware of my morning breath but he doesn't seem to care.
"Open up, baby. I need you."
Unable to deny him, my lips part, his tongue slides against mine and his hand cups my face.
"How's your cheek?" he murmurs against my lips.
"Sore," I answer honestly, knowing that he won't let me get away with playing it off.
"I really hope that whatever they did do to them yesterday that it really fucking hu—."
I cut off his words and hopefully his thought process as I kiss him again and press my palm against his shoulder to roll him off me.
The second he's on his back, I throw my leg over his waist.
"Hmm, now this is the kind of morning I could get used to."
Lifting up on my knees, I take him in my hand and guide him to my entrance.
"Hmm… someone's horny this morning," he groans as I sink down on his length.
His giant hands skim up my ribs until he cups my heavy breasts, making my head fall back in pleasure when he circles his hips at the same time.
"So good," he moans.
