“I love you.”
This wasn’t their first time making love, but it felt that way. Things had changed between Thalia and Caspian, and nowhere was that more evident than in this moment. Feeling her husband deep inside of her. Devouring his face as she kissed him. Hands through hair and clawing at bodies. It was untamed and wild, passionate and heavy, and somehow tender all in one.
Thalia moved her hips up and down, allowing Caspian’s manhood to slide in and out of her. She thrust herself forward, her clit rubbing against him, and each time it sent a pulse through her body that she felt in her heart.
The pleasure rolled over her like waves. Her entire body shook. Her legs trembled. She could hardly breathe. The sounds shemade were intense and shook the walls. Harder and faster, deeper and longer, she couldn’t get enough.
“Caspian…” she moaned as the fire grew from her thighs and swirled up her body. “I’m about to… I’m so close…”
“Me too.” He gripped her waist and helped her thrust up and down. “Don’t stop. Don’t you dare…”
She had her knees rested on the bed as she straddled him, and this allowed her to bounce up and down. She moved faster, coaxing that fire within to build hotter and heavier so that it burned. Her body shook. Her heart expanded. She knew what was about to happen and was caught between making it last longer and letting it take her.
“Say it again,” she moaned as the climax rose.
“Say it?”
“You know what,” she said, panting heavily. “Say it.”
He chuckled deeply. Then he kissed her on the lips, eating her face and licking everywhere his tongue could touch. “I love you,” he said as he thrust himself up, deep inside of her.
She screamed. “Say it again.”
“I love you,” he roared. “I… I… I’m about to...”
“Say it!”
“I love you!” he cried out just as they both reached breaking point.
Thalia threw back her head and screamed into the sky. Caspian did the same, roaring like a lion in the wilderness. Their bodies shook together. Her legs locked around him, his hands wrapped her and held her in place, and she felt him filling her with his seed as she exploded from within, expanding to breaking point, and then collapsing back into herself.
She fell forward once the energy was release, and Caspian fell onto his back.
Thalia stayed on his naked chest, panting heavily, sweating everywhere, while never wanting to move again. Her body trembled as the moment left her, their breathing calmed, and still they lay there because never before had a moment felt so perfect.
They had been married now for close to a month, but this, this was right here felt like the true beginning of their marriage. The true beginnings of their life, one that they could be proud to call their own.
Epilogue
EIGHT MONTHS LATER…
“It’s taking too long,” Caspian said as he paced back and forth. “Something is wrong.”
“I am sure everything is quite fine,” Damien said simply. He was sitting on the couch with a book open in his lap. Never had a man looked more calm.
“You can’t possibly know that,” Caspian snapped.
“He’s right, Caspian…” Rosaline hurried to intercept Caspian as he turned on the spot, ready to pace back across the room for the hundredth time. “If something was wrong, we would know it.”
“These things are known to go on for hours,” Laurent agreed as he joined Rosaline.
“These things?” Rosaline snorted.
“You know what I meant,” Laurent sighed.
“I do,” she agreed. “But could you make it sound any less special. She’s not baking a turkey.”
“I’m just trying to help calm the moment!”
