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“Sorry.” She took a deeper breath, trying to force herself to relax. “I know it’ll hurt at first, and I can’t help it.” He started to draw away, and her hand lifted. “No! I want this.” Her hand shook in the air between them. “I want to feel as close to you as I can. I do, Luka!”
His hand left his erection, moving between them. And he stroked again.
Her body already remembered exactly what that stroking could become. Alina gasped as his finger worked her over until her hips were lifting into the perfect pressure of his touch.
Luka stared into her eyes as the tension in her grew and grew. “Wait!” she cried as the tingling ache drew tighter. “What about you?”
His face lowered to hers, even though he didn’t kiss her. It was so close, his eyes were the only thing she could see. “I love you,” he whispered against her lips.
Alina’s chest became impossibly tight, and her body stiffened as it reached its peak again. His strokes drew out the pulsing until her breath was leaving her in sobs and her body had gone limp.
Luka shifted his hand away, and then his erection pushed inside her. He rocked into her body until he filled it, and for the first time, it didn’t hurt at all. Each rock brought tingles instead.
“Oh!” Alina cried out as her hips lifted into his next movement, and the tingling became an ache. Because it was Luka who was inside her. Luka, whose eyes had squeezed shut as he stopped his body from thrusting. Her body felt stretched by his erection, but it wasn’t a bad fullness.
“Okay?” he asked again. His eyes opened, searching hers.
“Luka.” His body shuddered when she said his name, or maybe that was from the way she used her feet to lift her hips against his. “I love you, Luka. It’s more than okay.” She arched again, grinning at him when it felt really good. “It’s making love. Please, make love to me.”
Luka braced both of his hands against the bed as he began to move. He cried out in little gasps each time his hips thrust forward, and his hands twisted in the sheets as he lost himself in the sensation.
She couldn’t help herself. She tilted her head, covering his mouth with hers in an unending kiss as she lifted into his increasingly erratic thrusts. Each time she arched, he slid against something inside that made her own cries join his in their fused mouths.
Then the tugs were back, delicious pulses that made her hands fist in the sheets.
Luka grabbed her hips, forcing them into his thrusts twice more before he shouted and pressed her hard into the mattress.
It wasn’t until their breathing slowed into something resembling normal that he separated their bodies. Her eyes closed while he shifted her to the center of the bed and limped away.
She didn’t open her eyes when the bed dipped next to her.
“Alina?” His voice seemed to quaver.
She was exhausted, but she didn’t want to worry him. “Don’t worry. The doctor said to exercise.” She opened her eyes and laughed at his blank expression. She wished she could grab her most precious person and hug him tight against her heated body. “So we’ll need to do that again. As often as you want to.” She smiled under his still-searching eyes. “It didn’t hurt at all,” she murmured, and his smile appeared.
When he settled beside her, comfortable naked, and his fingers wrapped around her wrist in his own unique way of hugging, she felt more content than she ever could have imagined.
Chapter 35
Luka smiled at Alina, his gloved hand linking with hers as they passed through the gates of the Di Salvo estate.
Alina squeezed his hand, and his smile never faltered. She knew that was what he wanted. He only held her hand when he was craving her touch; she limited herself to that after he’d continuously asked her to touch him.
It had taken a few weeks, but she no longer struggled with lingering symptoms from her concussion. Her nightmares had returned, but they weren’t as frequent as they had been.
A few mornings every week, Luka brought her back to the Di Salvo estate, and she helped Nera with her baking. Well, Alina mostly cut up fruit. She became sad when she was in the kitchen. It was nothing like the diner, but she couldn’t help remembering the strangers who had offered her kindness.
That was one reason she liked to go. Alina didn’t want to forget.
They’d decided to visit the estate today because Alina had heard that the Coronellas were expected. Alina had been trying to return Vespa’s gun to her and thank her for a while. Both she and Luka had been hurt in her rescue attempt, but they were alive. Alina had no regrets.
Luka continued to eavesdrop on all La Cosa Nostra meetings so he knew what was going on. He kissed her hand before taking another route inside the estate. She lost sight of him quickly. He still had a small limp, but he’d more than proven himself capable of handling the random jobs the Di Salvos or the Coronellas might need.
Giovanni had been upset that not only did Luka always sneak inside the estate, but Ivankov had slipped through their defenses to attack as well. That hadn’t surprised Alina. Luka had learned everything he knew from that monster. Luka had agreed to continue to slip through the Di Salvos’ defenses to help them find the cracks.
He never failed, and when Antonio saw Alina enter alone, he was as furious as ever.
“Damn it all to hell, I’m going to figure it out before he can tell us,” he said, pushing off the center island and stalking out of the kitchen.
