He moans deep when I pull his hair. This time I have the power to make it hurt. “Sigyn, don’t fuck with me. I’m trying this lovemaking stuff,” his aroused wordhas me wet and he can tell.
“Let me undress you, husband.”
Rising to my knees, I unbutton his shirt and kiss his shoulder as I push it off. I trail my lips down his hard body. And do the same once I pull down his pants.
“Give me a fix, my love. It’ll help me go slow.” I love when his voice is rough with desire.
One of the perks of having my memories is I know what he likes. I slide him in my mouth halfway, pull back, then slide him down my throat. Fuck, baby. He moans as he pumps into me. I swallow him deep and dig my nails in his hips encouraging him to go deeper and harder. There are no limits to what he can do to any of my holes.
“Fuck, mortals don’t know what they’re missing.”
He cums down my throat shortly after and pulls his still hard dick out of my mouth.
“Lie down. Shit is about to get real romantic.”
“Is it?” I laugh as I wipe my mouth.
He grins but his eyes are serious and full of the love he has for me. My eyelids flutter when he enters me. Slow and steady, he makes love to my body while his eyes look into my soul. We understand why mortals do this; it’s a sweet yet satisfying way to connect with your lover. He intertwined our fingers as he kisses me softly. We remain locked into our climaxes subside.
“Marry me again,” he whispers in my ear as we cuddle.
The gesture is so moving, tears spring to my eyes. Popping my head up, I look him in the eyes.”
“You want to marry me on earth?”
“Yes,” he confirms. “Let’s get married this time knowing all there is to know about each other and accepting our flaws.” I touch his forehead and check his face. “I’m not sick just in love and more willing to show it than ever. Losing you all puts everything into focus. I’m no longer me without you.”
“I love you so much.” I allow my tears to flow as I squeeze him harder than necessary and to my satisfaction it physically hurts more than I anticipated.
“You’re sick,” he chuckles. “You’re satisfied that you’re not able to harm me.”
“You have no idea how many ways I plan to get you back for the things you’ve done to me.”
His green eyes shine with challenge. “And they say I’m petty.”
