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“Really, Beatrice?”

“Yes.”

He was staring deep into the dark oblivion of her eyes.He had never felt so close to anyone in his whole life, he realized, as he felt to her right now.He would do anything for her.Be anything that she needed.He wanted to make her understand.

“Tell me,” she said.“Tell me that I am the only one who does this to you.”

“You are the only one.”

She grasped his arse again and pumped him up and then down.His cock sang with gratitude.

“And why is that?”

He could tell that she was close.Her very skin seemed to hum.And her channel was taut, as if to trying to pull the seed from him by force.

She rocked against him once more and his vision dimmed.

“Because I need you,” he said honestly, and her eyes contracted.

He thrust into her now, taking back control.

“Because without you, I am lost.”

“Thomas,” she gasped.

“Because you are exquisite, and beautiful, and enchanting,” he said, punctuating each word with a thrust, somehow able, in speaking the truth, to stave off his spend.

He realized then that he was going to say the words.That they would come before he could stop them.Just like he would.

“Because I love you, Beatrice.”

She cried out and he felt her come.Her sheath milked his cock, tightening and releasing over him.

And Leith could take no more.

He pulled himself out of her and then he was coming in hot, thick spasms, coating her curls and thighs.

She stared up at him, her mouth agape.

Then he lay down beside her and gathered her up in his arms.

He feared that his revelation might cause her to reject him.

But she didn’t.

“Thomas—” she began.

But he shushed her.“Sleep, darling.”

He could not bear to hear her excuses now.Or the reasons that she could not love him.The truth was that this moment, with her, was nearly perfect, and he could not stand having it ruined.

She had made clear that she would not be falling in love with him.

However, he thought, right now, with her head on his chest and his arms around her, it was enough to just have her here with him.

Chapter Twenty-Nine

When Beatrice awoke,she was alone.