I wasn’t sure where desire ended and love began. It was a mixture of the two, so entangled they made their own emotion. Because I could look at a woman just as beautiful as her and feel nothing at all.
Only Lily made me feel this way.
I grabbed the back of one of her thighs and bent it into place as I moved over her, my hard length anxious to slide into her warmth and finding its way with ease. I pushed inside her gently because it was always a tight squeeze at first, a detail I hadn’t forgotten because it always turned me on.
I thrust gently a couple times, watching the skin of her cheeks turn bright red with desire, her lips parting as she moaned. After the third try, I made it inside, sinking into her depths and claiming her in the name of my kingdom.
She sucked in a deep breath as she felt me fill her completely. She gripped the large bicep of my arm, and her nails teased the skin. Her tits rose to the sky with every breath she took, her chest starting to redden as the arousal filled every inch of her.
I sank until there was nowhere else to go, our bodies fully reunited in lust and love. I lowered myself onto her, desperate to thrust my hips hard and fast out of pure desire, but I kissed her instead. Letting our mouths dance together as I remained buried inside the only place I wanted to call home.
“Callum,” she whimpered into my mouth. “Please…”
I closed my eyes as the fire moved up my spine, the desire that made me nearly snap in two.
She slid her fingers into my hair and kissed me. Then she spoke against my lips. “It won’t take much.”
I released an automatic moan as I turned away from her lips, knowing I was just a few pumps away from the end. It wasn’t just the separation and the heartache that wound me tight but feeling her flesh on a deeper level than ever before. My sensations had been dulled when I’d been unalive, and now everything was emphasized.
I moved her palm to my chest, right over my heart, because I wanted her to feel the way it beat for her. Hard and distinct, quick and restless, an army marching under her banner.
She felt my heartbeat for seconds as she looked into my eyes, feeling me alive for the first time.
“Xivin.” I started to thrust inside her, giving an involuntary moan every time I slid through her tightness, feeling closer toher than I ever had because it was the first time our hearts had beat together. It was the first time my skin was warm to her touch. The first time I felt every sensation to the same degree that she did.
Once I got started, I couldn’t stop, giving her even but hard strokes, sweat collecting on my skin immediately. I’d felt no desire or longing during our separation because the despair that had suffocated me had been too great. But all the time apart hit me in that moment, and I fought like a man to persevere to the end.
She moaned and whimpered for me, her nails clawing at my skin wherever she touched me, her channel soaked and sealing me in place as we moved together. But she made good on her word and crashed quickly, moaning loudly and passionately as she dragged her nails over my flesh and nearly cut the skin.
I maintained my focus for another few seconds, my hips starting to thrust harder on their own, my breaths out of sync with the beat of my heart. An inferno licked up my body, and it made my spine sweat before I released, filling her with active seed for the first time, marking her as mine in a way I never had before.
She grabbed on to my ass and tugged me into her like she wanted every drop I’d just given her.
We hadn’t had to worry about pregnancy before because my seed had been dormant, but now we could easily conceive. I should have asked her if she had something to use as a contraceptive, but in the heat of the moment, nothing else mattered.
And if she fell pregnant, I would be happy, but I wasn’t sure how she would feel about it.
Her hand glided over my body as she remained bent underneath me, my dick still hard inside her. “Make love to me again, Callum.”
I lay beside her in the bed with rumpled sheets, my hand cupped on her cheek and neck as I admired just how beautiful she was. With emerald eyes that sparkled like a set of jewels and dark hair the color of earth after a heavy rain, she was a living painting. With the definition of muscles in her arms, legs, and stomach, she was strong, and that turned me on like crazy. The curve of her lower back was pronounced, and the muscles that hugged her spine were visible beneath the flesh.
A more beautiful woman had never lived.
She shared the same pillow with me, her eyes taking in mine with the same intensity. Her hand moved to my wrist as I continued to cup her face, her fingers gently wrapping around me like vines around a branch.
I could stare at her forever, and I hoped I would have that honor. “I love you,Xivin.” I’d only had the chance to say it to her once before I was pulled away. Now I wished I’d used that time more wisely to tell her how I felt every time I felt it. I loved her in a way I’d never loved Anya. In a way that was far more profound than every emotion I’d ever felt, altogether at once.
Her fingers lightly touched my wrist as her eyes lit up like stars. “I love you too, Callum.”
I pulled her into me, hooked her thigh high over my hip and pressed a kiss to her forehead when we were close together. We lay there as a single person on a single pillow, the heat of our bodies acting as our own fire.
I was tired, but no amount of fatigue would make me drift off tonight. I’d hoped for this moment ever since I’d laid eyes on her at the dead island, and I wouldn’t squander it by giving in to the exhaustion.
A light knock sounded on the front door across the house. I wasn’t sure if I heard it or if I imagined it, so I lay still and ignored it.
But Lily moved and turned her head as if she heard it too. “Someone’s at the door. What time is it?”
The curtains were closed over the windows, but nothing but darkness pressed behind them, so it must still be deep into the night. Too late for anyone to be awake.
