“A few.”I take off my slip and bright blue bra—something borrowed and something blue, respectively—and let him look his fill of the sexy lace panties and thigh high stockings that remain.I carry a bit of extra weight but somehow, for a moment, I forget to be nervous about what he might think when he gets a good look at me naked.
The moment doesn’t last.His silence makes every insecurity I have roar back to life with a vengeance.
Those intense blue eyes caress my body from head to toe.He’s clenching his hands like all he wants is to drag me beneath him and take me.“You are even more beautiful than I imagined.”
The tension melts out of my spine, and I sway on my feet.Okay.It’s official.He’s fucking perfect.“Your turn.”I tug on his suit again.“Take it off.”
With a seductive, panty-melting grin, he hits one button on the suit and the entire thing shifts, combines sections, and falls off his body.My turn to stare.
Because, damn, I married a hunk.
His chest is muscled, his shoulders are broad.I bite my bottom lip because he’s got an eight pack that I want to lick like an ice-cream cone.My husband is in phenomenal shape.I bet he could bench press me.
And hisman-blade?
God.I want to fan my face.It’s huge.Hard.The thick length has two clearly defined ridges on its tip instead of one.Alien anatomy?I bet that is going to feelamazing.
We don’t have a lot of room to maneuver.I step forward and rub his chest as I crawl onto his lap.He’s hard and ready for me.I’m on birth control.For a moment I wonder if I should worry about a condom, but he’s my husband, not a stranger I’m never going to see again.All I can think about is straddling his lap and making him mine.
Rygar pulls me down on top of him and takes one nipple into his mouth.I bury my hands in his hair and hold on tight.His mouth does wicked, wonderful things, but my body is going up in flames.I want him inside me.I need him.I literally feel like if he doesn’t fill me up with his hard length, I’m going to be in physical pain.
As if he can read my mind, he shifts beneath me and lifts me into position.With a wiggle of my hips, I slide down on top of him, taking all of him inside me.We groan in unison the moment he’s buried to the hilt.He feels so good, so right.
And he’s all mine, now and forevermore.
He kisses me into a state of delirium.Energy swirls like a tornado as I rock on top of him.His hands grip my ass and help me increase the pace.The same weird light I saw earlier makes the air around us glow while I cling to his shoulders.I ride him like I’m a wild animal.Our mating is primal.Every part of my being attunes to him.
And the double ridges?Oh, my god!
They’re hitting the sweet spot inside me in the most amazing way.Heat from the tattoo has risen to blazing sauna levels.Every cell in my body is overly sensitive and crackling with energy.I’m so hot, I would swear I was baking under a desert sun, not locked inside a building at night.
Rygar moves one hand between us and finds the perfect spot.I don’t last long.My orgasm strikes without warning, the jolt to my nervous system triggers a keening sound I’ve never heard come from my mouth.It’s too much.Too strong.I lose all control.My entire body goes tight as a bow string, then every nerve I have crackles and explodes in a total nuclear meltdown.
Gripping my hair, he tilts my head back and growls, “Look at me.”
The moment I lift my heavy lids and our gazes connect, he slams his hips and thrusts harder.Deeper.So deep I know I’ll never be the same.I don’t have time to recover from my first release before the second takes me over.This time, he goes with me.When it’s over, I can’t stop shaking.I have no logical explanation, but I feel him.Not just his physical body, but his soul, his essence.It’s wrapped around me like a golden blanket.
Oh god, he’s the most beautiful man I’ve ever known.And he’s mine.Forever.
Rygar pulls me forward and presses our chests together.Gentle hands stroke the length of my back in a soothing caress.I shudder and try to convince my racing heart to calm down, so I don’t feel like I’m about to pass out.Or should I say, bliss out?
Skin to skin, heart to heart, our bodies still connected, I am content.Relaxed.Happy, really, really happy.I can’t believe how lucky I am.I thought today was the worst day of my life, that Nicholas’s betrayal was the worst thing that could ever happen to me.
Turns out it was the best.
Deep down I know my feelings for Rygar will deepen with time.That we have a real chance to make this marriage real and full of love.
I’m not sure how long he holds me, I just know I’m drifting to sleep with my head on his shoulder, the steady rhythm of his hand sliding up and down my spine is a soothing balm to my overworked system.
A strange sensation moves through my mind, like a gust of wind, but inside my brain.It’s not painful, but it’s strong.All thoughts of taking a nap are gone in an instant.
“What was that?”
Rygar stiffens and repositions me in his lap.“I do not?—"
“Yee-ow.Yee-ow.”
I scramble off Rygar’s lap and launch my body to the crumpled pile of white that lies on the floor.I know that sound.Shit.“Get dressed.Hurry.Get your suit thing on.We have to get out of here.”
