A soft, mewling whine rolled from her. “I need you.”
He slowly thrust again, his firm grip on her ass keeping her from taking over and fucking him at her speed. “You have me. All of me. Right here.”
Dewi
She used to not-so-secretly roll her eyes at people with mate bonds. Wasn’t interested in rom-com TV shows or movies. Didn’t read romance books.
She never believed the hype, the over-the-top sentiments.
The melodramatic declarations of undying love.
She’d thought her brothers’ stories about their parents and their relationship were hyped-up sentimentality for her benefit.
Now?
Now she got it.
Ken completed her soul in ways she never realized it lacked, before meeting him.
Life was short. Life was finite, unable to do justice to the infinite love she felt for him and their daughter.
And she greedily wanted it all.
Despite not letting her move, every slow stroke he took inside her perfectly glided across her clit and sent tingles of pleasure sparking through her.
He paused, his head cocking as he met her gaze, studying her.
“You sure, you want to risk it, baby?” he finally asked.
She nodded. “Let’s let nature take its course.”
He rolled them over, pleasantly surprising her.
Caging her body with his, he stared down at her. “Love you so much, Dewi. Never thought I could ever love someone as much as I love you.”
She wrapped her legs around him. “Then show me.”
Slanting his lips over hers again, a crushing, brutal kiss, he started thrusting, brutally fucking her and quickly dragging her up the precipice with him. This wasn’t making love; this was re-staking his claim on her body, on her soul.
On her heart.
Moaning, Dewi did her best to keep up with him, but something overcame him, animalistic and raw and powerful. It dissolved her into happy goo as the first climax slammed into her and left her panting and squirming below him.
But he wasn’t finished. His brown eyes looked dark, black coffee and passion. He sat up, effortlessly flipped her over onto her hands and knees, and thrust home again, this time holding on to her hips.
Even his voice sounded deeper, a sexy, growly edge to it. “I’m happy to give you what you want. Anytime you want, mate.”
She shivered as that climax caught her by surprise and shattered her. She fisted the covers, trying to find purchase as Ken’s hips pistoned and he fucked her, deep and hard and spinning her into another orgasm before she could even catch her breath from the last.
She threw her head back and barely stopped herself from howling in pleasure, because the baby was asleep in her crib and she didn’t want to awaken her.
Ken jerked her up, against his back, one hand cupping her breast and the other slipping between her thighs. “Oooh, I’ve got you now, don’t I?” he hoarsely whispered in her ear. “The big bad wolf who melts for me, hmm?”
His fingers unerringly zeroed in on her clit and as he teased and rubbed, her body squeezed down on his cock again.
“That’s it,” he said, nipping the shell of her ear. “I’ll keep breeding you until you’re pregnant again. I love everyone knowing you belong to me.”
She bit down on that cry of pleasure—barely—and he pushed her back to the bed to fuck her on all fours again. And when she felt him coming, pulsing inside her and filling her, she nearly wept with joy.
