Page 75 of Knight’s Absolution

Gunner lifted his head a little, eyes locking on hers as he lapped at the tip of her fang, then took her mouth again, his tongue dueling with hers. Oh shit. The taste of his blood filled her mouth, had her losing control completely.

Luna clutched him to her, arching up when what was happening between her thighs exploded into sensation, lights danced behind her eyes, fire and joy and beauty completely owning her. She cried out, all of it too big to hold in. Her body shook and her inner muscles clenched and released over and over in a way she’d never felt before.

“That’s it, Luna, let it all go,” Gunner said above her.

When it finally washed through her, that big, overwhelming feeling slowly dimming, she opened her eyes and stared up at him. “H-holy shit.”

He laughed, deep and wonderful, never taking his eyes off her.

“I…I don’t know how to describe the way that felt,” she said.

He smiled, though it looked a little pained. “So you’re saying you’d want to do it again?”

“God yes, again…definitely again. Lots of agains.”

His smile widened, and he laughed again huskily. “Christ, the shit you say, I fucking love it.”

She made him happy as well. That pleased the hell out of her, but there was something that would make him even happier. “Now it’s my turn to make you feel good.”

His smile slipped. “This wasn’t about me. This time, and however long you need it to be, it’s only going to be about you.”

“That’s not fair.” No, that wasn’t okay, not at all.

“You need to get that idea out of your head. That isn’t how our relationship’s gonna work, love. I don’t need payment, remember?”

Okay, maybe she was a little intimidated, and yes, unsure. She’d always associated sex with Azel, and it was all negative. She didn’t want that asshole in her head when she and Gunner touched each other, when they took it farther. She looked at Gunner closely. He didn’t seem angry or disappointed, and he had said they should take it slow.

Still, his body was beautiful, she loved touching him, and really there was only one way to get used to it, to push Azel out of her head—

“Can I look at you?” She motioned to the obvious erection behind the zipper of his jeans. “Your penis, I mean.”

He stilled. “You want to look at me?”

“Yes. I won’t lie, it is kind of intimidating.”

His fingers slid over her wrist, back and forth, soothing. “Are you afraid of it?” he said and motioned to his erection as well.

“No, I don’t think so. But I think it’d help if I saw it.”

That pained expression looked even more so. “If you’re not ready to look, we don’t need to…”

“What if I’ve been thinking about it, a lot? And FYI, I have. That would mean seeing you was also about me, yes?” It was the truth. And maybe familiarizing herself with Gunner’s body first would help with her nerves, would ease the niggling uncertainty?

His breath shook, and he cleared his throat twice. “Is that what you really want?”

She looked down his long, muscled body to the massive bulge straining the front of his jeans and licked her lips. “Yes, I want to see you.”

Gunner rolled to his back, his chest was pumping hard. His abdominal muscles were rock solid, and they bunched as he put his hands behind his head. “Have at it.”

“Really?”

He nodded, eyes dark and glittering focused on her in a way that made that ache between her thighs start all over again. Crawling closer, she sat on her knees at his hip and reached for the button of his jeans. His breathing grew even quicker, and she glanced up at him. “Are you sure you’re okay with this?”

“I’m good, love. Go ahead.”

Her gaze dipped, and her curiosity was too strong to ignore. She popped the button and eased down his zipper. He was wearing black boxers, so she tugged on his jeans. Gunner lifted his very nice butt so she could ease them down a bit. Oh god. Through the thin fabric of his underwear she could see the outline of it, so long and thick.

She traced it with a gentle finger, and Gunner's abs danced as he made a hissing sound. “Is that all right?”