Underwater: The Silent Luna novel Chapter 274

Chapter 274

When he pulled back, Meadow’s eyes were glassy with lust. She reached up, tracing the line of his jaw, then lower, over the flexing muscles of his chest. “Harder,” she whispered, voice hoarse. Ethan obliged, hooking her knees over his elbows and folding her nearly in half. The new angle let him drive even deeper, the head of his cock kissing her cervix with every thrust. Meadow’s mouth fell open in a silent scream, another orgasm building fast.

Ethan watched her face as he fucked her, memorizing every twitch, every flutter of her lashes. Her pussy was a slick, velvet heat around him, rippling with aftershocks. He released one leg to reach down and spread her folds wider, watching his thick cock disappear inside her again and again. The sight made his balls tighten. He rubbed her clit faster, pressing down just the way she liked, and Meadow shattered again. This time her whole body seized, thighs shaking violently as clear fluid gushed around his cock, soaking his groin and the bed.

Ethan slowed just enough to let her breathe, then pulled out. Meadow whined at the loss, but he flipped her onto her stomach before she could protest. He hauled her hips up, spreading her ass cheeks to expose her dripping pussy from behind. He slammed back inside in one thrust, the new position letting him hit even deeper. Meadow buried her face in the pillows, muffling her cries as he fucked her with short, powerful strokes that made her ass ripple with every impact.

Ethan reached around to rub her clit again, two fingers working the swollen nub while his cock pistoned in and out. Meadow pushed back to meet him, greedy for more. He leaned over her back, teeth grazing her shoulder, then lower, licking a stripe up her spine. The bond pulsed with shared ecstasy, every sensation doubled. Ethan felt Meadow’s third orgasm building through the connection before her body even reacted. When it hit, she screamed into the pillow, pussy clamping down so hard it forced him to pause, buried

to the hilt, while she milked him in rhythmic pulses.

He didn’t give her time to recover. He pulled out, flipped her again, and spread her legs wide. Meadow’s chest heaved, nipples tight, skin flushed dark. Ethan crawled between her thighs and buried his face in her soaked pussy, tongue lapping at her folds, sucking her clit between his lips. Meadow’s hands fisted in his hair, hips bucking against his mouth. He thrust two fingers inside her, curling them against that sensitive spot while his tongue worked her clit in fast, firm circles. Meadow came again, thighs clamping around his head, fresh wetness flooding his tongue. Ethan drank it down, growling against her sensitive flesh.

When he finally lifted his head, his chin glistened. He crawled up her body, cock dragging along her inner thigh, and sank back into her in one smooth motion. Meadow’s arms wrapped around him, legs locking at the small of his back. They moved together now, slower but no less intense, rocking in a rhythm that kept them balanced on the knife-edge of pleasure. Ethan kissed her deeply, letting her taste herself on his tongue. The bond thrummed between them, warm and bright, every shared sensation heightening the

next.

Ethan rolled his hips in tight circles, grinding the base of his cock against her clit with every movement. Meadow’s breath came in

short gasps against his mouth. He felt her building again, the tension coiling tighter through the bond. He picked up the pace,

thrusting harder, deeper, chasing that final peak with her. Meadow’s nails dug into his shoulders as her orgasm crested. Her pussy

spasmed around him in long, milking waves, and Ethan followed her over the edge. His cock jerked inside her, pumping thick ropes

of cum deep into her pussy. He kept thrusting through it, pushing his release as far inside her as he could, the wet sound of their

joining filthy and perfect.

They stayed locked together, breathing hard, bodies trembling with aftershocks. Ethan nuzzled her neck, licking the spot where he’d

bitten earlier. The bond glowed between them, complete and unbreakable. Meadow’s fingers traced lazy patterns on his back,

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soothing the scratches she’d left. Ethan felt stronger already, Echo settled but watchful, power humming through his veins.

He pulled out slowly, watching his cum trickle from her swollen pussy. Meadow made a soft sound of protest at the emptiness, but Ethan gathered her close, tucking her against his chest. Their hearts beat in sync, the bond thrumming with satisfaction and renewed purpose. Outside their room, the mansion waited with its threats and schemes, but here, in this moment, they had each

other, body, soul, and the primal connection that no one could sever.

Ethan’s hand slid down to cup her ass, pulling her tighter against him. Meadow sighed, pressing a kiss to his collarbone. The air still smelled of sex and roses, thick and heady. They lay like that for long minutes, letting the afterglow settle while their bodies cooled. Then Meadow shifted, her thigh sliding over his, and Ethan felt his cock twitch with renewed interest. The night was far from over.

They had time, stolen though it was, and they intended to use every second.

Meadow reached down, wrapping her fingers around his half-hard cock, stroking him back to full hardness with slow, deliberate twists of her wrist. Ethan groaned, hips pushing into her hand. She swung a leg over him again, sinking down onto his cum-slicked shaft with a satisfied moan. This time she rode him slower, savoring every inch, every drag of his cock against her sensitive walls. Ethan watched her face, the way her lips parted, the way her eyes fluttered closed when she took him deep. He reached up to cup her breasts, thumbs brushing her nipples in time with her movements.

The bond sang louder, feeding their pleasure back and forth until neither could tell where one ended and the other began. Meadow leaned down, biting his lower lip before kissing him hard. Ethan thrust up to meet her, the wet sounds of their fucking filling the room once more. They moved together for what felt like hours, chasing orgasm after orgasm, bodies slick with sweat and cum, the bed a mess beneath them. Each time Ethan came inside her, Meadow followed seconds later, the bond amplifying everything until

they were both shaking and oversensitive.

When they finally collapsed, spent and sated, Ethan pulled the covers over them. Meadow curled against his side, one leg draped over his thighs. He stroked her hair, pressing kisses to her temple. The claiming bite on her neck throbbed with a pleasant ache, a constant reminder of what they had forged. Ethan felt the new strength settling into his bones, Echo’s presence steady and

protective.

They lay in silence for a while, listening to each other’s breathing. Then Meadow lifted her head, meeting his eyes. “We escape tomorrow,” she whispered. Ethan nodded, the plan already forming in his mind, Malcolm, the hidden passages, the moment they would turn the tables on Cynthia. But for now, they had this. The bond. Each other. And the knowledge that whatever came next,

they faced it together.

Ethan kissed her again, slow and deep, and Meadow melted into him. The room smelled of sex and roses and the faint metallic tang of the bite. Outside, the mansion creaked with its own secrets, but inside their sanctuary, there was only warmth, connection, and

the promise of freedom waiting just beyond the dawn.

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