The thought of leaving her body made my chest seize.
No. Not yet.
Something else hit my mind next—her belly rounding with my seed, swollen and heavy with proof that I owned her womb as surely as I owned her moans.
Mmmm.
My cock twitched inside her, still dripping into that greedy heat, desperate to plant more, to mark deeper. The thought of her walking my halls, radiant and untouchable, carrying my child inside her—fuck, it almost made me spill again right then.
Yes. I’m going to make this happen.
She would be unstoppable, a queen forged in blood and desire, glowing with the life I put in her. And she would be mine for eternity, mine in flesh and lineage, mine in a way no one could ever take back.
I wanted to fuck her some more until she was so full of my sperm she couldn’t walk without spilling it in trails.
I wanted her womb heavy with my heirs, her breasts swollen with milk, her body transformed by my legacy.
Goddamn it. What is happening to me?
I buried my face deeper in the hollow of her neck, letting her scent invade me until I was nothing but her—black amber, ripe plum, copper from her blood. My whole world condensed into that small space between her skin and my lungs.
I kissed her there.
I need to be focused on the war, but she has my fucking brain in her grip.
Her fingers twitched against my back. She tried to pull me closer, even though I was already welded to her.
Knowing my tears were dry and gone by now, I lifted my head just enough to look at her face.
Her lips were swollen.
My Tiger. My empire. My ruin.
Her lips parted on a shaky breath. “You’re still hard.”
“Yes.” My voice rasped, deeper than I meant. “I could stay inside you for the rest of my life.”
Her gaze melted. “Maybe that’s not such a bad thing.”
I brushed my nose against hers, and my cock throbbed inside her pussy. “Tora, you don’t understand. . .”
“Then, help me understand.”
“This isn’t just sex.”
“Then, what is it?”
“An execution.”
She grinned. “What?”
“Every time I drive into you, I’m killing every memory in your body of any other man. I’m trying to fuck you until your pussy only remembers my cock.”
“If that’s your goal, Dragon, then mission accomplished.” She chuckled.
Her laugh hit me like a fucking bullet. Light. Free. Ridiculous even, in the middle of this war we were making with our bodies.
And God, I felt it everywhere.
