I thrust harder, angling myself to hit her G-spot.
“I’m going to fill you,” I groan against her neck. “Going to pump you so full while you’re sleeping that when you wake up you’ll feel me dripping out of you.”
Her moans grow louder, more desperate. The venom is starting to wear off, sensations finally penetrating the haze of sleep.
“Wake up, Saelûn,” I murmur, thrusting deeper. “Wake up and feel what I’m doing to you. Feel how deep I am inside you.”
Her eyes flutter.
“That’s it, lumina’ka. Come back to me.”
“Andrik?” Her voice is heavy with drowsiness. “What?—?”
“Shh,” I soothe, not stopping my movements. “I’ve got you. You’re safe.”
“I feel—” She gasps as I hit that spot again. “Oh God, you’re inside me?—”
“I am,” I confess. “I couldn’t stop, Lumi. You were sleeping so peacefully, so beautiful, and I just—I needed you.”
“How long—” She’s more awake now, awareness flooding back. “Have you been—oh fuck, Andrik?—”
“Not long,” I murmur against her ear, fingers still working her clit. “But long enough to get you right here. Right on the edge. Can you feel how close you are?”
She nods, hips starting to move with mine now, fully present.
“Then come for me,” I command, thrusting hard. “Let me feel your forgiveness run down my cock. Show me you forgive me for not being able to wait.”
“If you keep talking like that—” she pants, her speech broken. “I'm going to?—
“Please,” I growl softly, losing rhythm. “Let go, Saelûn. I need to feel you choose me—again and again.”
I press her hand into the snow once more, and the instant the forest pulses back through me, she comes with a broken cry, body clenching around me so tightly my muscles lock.
Her orgasm crashes through her in waves, echoing through the forest, doubling back on itself until I can’t tell whose pleasure is whose.
“You're perfect, Lumi. I can feel you milking me—” I hiss, driving harder. “This come is for you. All of it. Every drop I've never given anyone else.” I come so hard my vision whites out. Cool seed floods into her on thick pulses, and she whimpers at the sensation.
We stay like that for a long moment, both trembling, struggling to catch our breath.
I should pull out, but I can’t make myself leave her body. Can’t bear the thought of not being connected to her like this.
“Andrik,” she rasps. “You’re still?—”
“I know.” My voice comes out rough. “I just—I can’t. Not yet. Please, let me stay inside you. Just a little longer.”
She relaxes back against me. “Okay.”
The relief that floods through me is overwhelming. I bury my face in her neck, arms tightening around her.
“I’m sorry,” I whisper. “I’m so sorry. You were sleeping, and I should have waited. Should have been stronger. But I couldn’t—thalûn, I couldn’t stop myself.”
“Andrik—”
“You were so beautiful. So trusting.” My voice cracks. “And I took advantage of that. I know I did. I just—I needed you so badly, and I’m sorry... so sorry.”
She turns her head to look at me, and I can’t meet her eyes.
“Hey,” she says softly. “Look at me.”
