Page 80 of Knight’s Absolution

Her fingers tentatively curled around his length, and Gunner’s hands slapped against the tile in front of him again because his knees were dangerously close to giving out.

She moved then, ducking under his arm so that she was standing between them, right in front of him. Her gaze dipped to what she was doing, sliding up and back, then lifted to his again, searching his face, gauging his reaction to her touch.

He couldn’t stop himself from rocking his hips into her soft grip, desperate for more.

She licked her lips. “Am I doing it the way you like it?”

“Tighter…please. Grip me nice and tight.” She did immediately, and he growled under his breath, gasping. “Faster…that’s it.”

He wasn’t going to last long, not this time, not the first time she touched him like this. His gaze moved over her, her soft, round breasts, her nipples tight. The way her stomach trembled, her bare pussy, the way she was clenching her thighs together, then back to her gorgeous eyes.

She was wet for him, aching just as badly now.

“Spread your legs for me, Luna,” he said, or more demanded, but he couldn’t control the rumble to his voice. Thankfully, she did as he asked immediately, proving him right.

He slipped one hand between her thighs and his balls drew up tight. She was slick and hot and perfect.

He leaned in and kissed her sweet mouth as he toyed with her clit, groaning as she kissed him back enthusiastically, while she stroked his cock at the same time.

“Gunner, I need…”

“I’ll get you there.”

“Please,” she said, gripping him tighter, making his damn eyes roll back.

His finger brushed over her tight opening and he almost fucking came. “You feel so good, love.”

“So do you,” she said, huskily. Her hips moved as well. “I feel so…I feel so incredibly empty.”

Jesus fucking Christ.

She was destroying him.

“You want me to slide a finger inside?” he managed.

“Y-yes, I think I’d like that.”

He parted her pussy with his fingers, then gently slid one inside, nice and slow.

She cried out softly and clenched around his finger. That was what finished him off. Gunner growled and hissed and came hard all over Luna’s hand.

He was still recovering from blowing the hell up, but Luna’s needs were more important, giving his female everything she wanted was branded onto his DNA and drove him like nothing else ever had in his long life.

So before he was even done, he dropped to his knees and lifted one of her thighs over his shoulder. He looked up at her as he slid his finger back inside, watching her eyes as he worked her.

Her hand went to his head, but there was nothing to grab with his hair buzzed and her nails grazed his scalp. She kept her gorgeous eyes trained on him, a look of pure pleasure on her face.

“You like that?”

“Y-yes…but I need, I need more. Can I have more?”

Gunner was hard again in an instant, and he bit back another growl as he slid his finger free of her tight pussy and pushed back in with a second. “You can have anything you want, love. Anything. I’ll always give it to you.”

Her lips parted, full and red and puffy from moving them all over his body as she’d worked at healing his wounds. Gunner bit back a growl as her lids lowered and her color deepened. Christ, her nipples were darker as well, tighter. His hand was on her thigh over his shoulder, and he felt the muscle flex. She was close. His gaze dipped back between her thighs, unable to look away from his fingers sliding in and out of her. Christ, how wet she was.

He wanted to put his mouth on her, lick her, taste her, make her come against his tongue, but one step at a time. There was no need to rush her. She wasn’t going anywhere. He’d make sure she felt safe with him, that she moved at her own pace, accepted him in her own time.

He brushed his thumb over her clit as he fucked her with his fingers.