He caught her lips in a searing kiss. "We are, my love. We are!" And he sank farther inside her.
She stopped breathing. Her eyes wide open to view what was, quite simply, ecstasy on his face.
He arched backward, his eyes went closed and his mouth opened. When he swallowed, his throat convulsed and she wanted to crawl inside him, to have him come inside her, to never leave him. Never leave this bed. Never end the night.
He curled his arms around her, and whispered, "Look at me." And he pressed himself further inside her. "I love you."
"I love you."
"For all our tomorrows."
"Every one," she vowed as she surrendered to the pulsing beauty of all he gave her, body, mind and soul.
The crescendo breath-taking, the climax heart-rending, all of it with joy and not a hint of pain. Her body, filled and fulfilled, her mind floated in euphoria that cost her no pain. That brought her only bliss.
Never in her life had she envisioned rapture like this in any man's embrace.
* * *
She sleptin his arms in a sinuous naked tangle. A hard warm man along the length of her own body meant she slept deeply, awakening only to hug him or caress him or make love to him once more.
By first light, she rolled against him and she awoke to the sensation of his mouth trailing kisses down her stomach to her core. She inhaled, opened her legs wider and allowed him access to every part of her body, as she had given him entry to her heart and soul. He made love to her with a hunger that she matched in mindless abandon. After he had brought her a pounding satisfaction, she stared at him with wonder.
He crushed her in his embrace, his legs entwined with hers, his manhood still firmly inside her, and in his eyes stood joy. "You are a wonder."
"No less than you."
"In days we will do this again. Often."
She teased him with a wanton grin. "I don't know how to be patient."
He laughed, the vibrations rocking through her body, making her greedy for more of him and his love making. "I don't know how to let you go."
But she had to leave. "The servants will be up tending to the fires."
He rolled from the bed and offered his hand. "Come quickly now before I tell the vicar we must have two weddings this morning."
