“It’s just that this is the first time I’ve had sex in an actual bed.”
A low growl rumbled in my throat. Sera wasmytreasure. I would not share her. Nor would she desire another after tonight. I settled my frame between her eager thighs, her legs encircling my hips.
“Then allow me to make it unforgettable,” I grated with a powerful thrust, seating my cock deep inside her slick depths.
“Thorne,” Sera cried out. Her back arched, hips rocking beneath me.
“What’s that, Princess?” I nibbled a hungry path along her jaw, burrowing my face into the place where her neck met her shoulder.
“Stop?” I filled my lungs with her spicy fragrance. My eyes rolled as her walls clamped down on me.
“No,” she gasped, hips lifting to meet my next thrust.
“No?” I withdrew until merely a breath kept us connected.
“Ah!” she cried out. “No. Not no.”
I gritted my sharpening teeth. “What is it then?” Again, I withdrew then slammed home, grinding against her sweet center just so. “Yes. Or no?”
“Ugh!” she shouted at the ceiling, dewy skin painted pink with frustration. “Yes. You bastard. Definitely yes.”
“Yes?” Thoughts blurred. My ability to torment her in any coherent manner, fading with each thrust. Goddess, but she felt good. Better than good. Fated. As if she were made for me alone.
“Just shut up and give me all of you.” Her heels prodded my ass, her body tightening.
I shuddered at the demand, not sure there was much left to give. Part of me died when my kingdom fell. When I’d betrayed those who depended on me. Regardless, whatever was left was hers.
“Yes. That. Right. There.” Sera’s sinful walls gripped my shaft, her head falling back. Her unruly red curls spilled across the pillow like wildfire.
The flame I’d shared with her glowed brightly beneath her breast. The sight of that golden light quickened my pulse, and my heart thundered. Lightning crackled in my veins, igniting my soul. My inner spark answered in kind. Reaching out. Taking hold. Reconnecting.
Sera’s sweet essence washed through my psyche, our souls gliding against each other. The feeling, exquisite. Like nothing I’d ever experienced.
Mine. My princess. My mate.
“Ah, Thorne,” Sera cried. “Do you feel that? The connection? I feel you…”
“Everywhere,” I finished for her.
Though part of me warned I should be afraid, pull back. Hide. Pride welled that she’d felt it too. I wasn’t alone.
Her cries of pleasure were music to my ears, her peak causing her body to arch beneath me. The sensation of her body clutching mine was too much to resist.
Pressure built at the base of my spine, my seed climbing until sparks exploded in my chest. My orgasm ripped through me. I pumped my offering deep into my mate, filling her womb. As it was meant to be. The two of us joined.
At last. After centuries of loss, I was truly home.
SERAFINA
Thorne’s hot body rested beneath mine. His chest my pillow. I frowned, eyeing his sculpted pectorals, unsure what had woken me. Being in his arms, our naked bodies intertwined, I waited for the jolt of panic, of regret.
And yet, there was only contentment.
It felt right, waking this way. So good, in fact, it sent my cynical mind packing.
There were so many layers to this man I’d never imagined existed. Each one I peeled back made me want to know more. To explore deeper. Know him better.
Last night wasn’t meaningless. Not lust or recklessness. More like two broken souls finding a place to rest. But what if it became more? Something lasting.
