“Sweet fucking Christ,” he finally rasped.The roughness in his voice trumpeted his satisfaction.
For a long moment, there was nothing but the sound of their combined breathing.Xia reveled in the slick slide of him still buried inside her, and the way his hands trembled slightly against her waist.Her legs felt like jelly, her body boneless and spent, but she had never felt more alive—moreowned—than in that moment.
When he finally pulled out, she whimpered at the loss.He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her against his chest as he kissed the base of her neck where her pulse beat like a racecar.
“Mine,” he murmured, more a vow than a word, but spoiled it as he continued, “At least for now.”
Even through the haze of pleasure, that stung, but Xia was too lost in sensation to dwell on it.
“Stay still,” he murmured as he got up and returned moments later with a warm cloth to clean her tenderly.The care in his touch contrasted sharply with his earlier warnings about this being just physical release.
“That was...”Xia struggled to find words as Rex helped her into a plush robe.
“Indeed.”His lips curved into that devastating half-smile, but his gaze betrayed him—a flicker of hesitation, a crack in his composure.His pupils dilated for just a second, and his jaw tightening before the Dom mask slammed back into place.
He guided her to the massive bed and once again dragged her against his chest.The tenderness in his touch contradicted everyjust sexdeclaration he had made.The lazy patterns he traced on her arm relaxed her until her heartbeat slowly returned to normal.
“You’re thinking too loud,” he murmured into her hair.
“Just wondering if this is standard aftercare procedure or if I’m getting the premium package,” she quipped, trying to mask how much she craved this intimacy.
“Brat.”But his arms tightened around her.“This is...different.”
“Different how?”
“Don’t push it, Angel.”His voice carried a warning, but his hands remained gentle as they soothed her heated skin.
Well,hopefully he’ll realize I’m more than just a prospective wife whisperer.
He fucking better.He’s ours now.
Yep, he sure as hell is.
Chapter Nine
Xia
