Burying his face in my neck, Jethro held me so tightly, he almost stopped my breathing. Our torsos glued together, but our bottom half worked harder, faster. We fucked each other to heaven.
“I’ve never been so hard.” His lips found mine, his tongue driving into my mouth. “Never been so fucking deep.”
He pounded into me, never breaking his pace.
I mewled and begged and said things I would never remember.
I was helpless.
I was powerful.
I was desperate.
I was sated.
My orgasm switched into a storm, drenching me with raindrops, turning me into a river.
Holding my hair, his thrusting turned vicious. The crown of his cock stroked my inner walls, stretching my ache, coaxing my orgasm to teeter on the final pinnacle.
“Come, Nila.” His teeth captured my bottom lip as he groaned long and low. His own orgasm started slow, thrusting inside me with calculated possession.
His back arched; the base of his cock rubbed my clit perfectly.
The first splash of his cum set me off.
I climaxed in one quick unravelling, wave after wave, milking him as he came. The release magnified as Jethro kept fucking, kept claiming.
His arms suffocated me, his body pinning me as his hips continued to pump until he spent every drop of his desire.
Minutes and heartbeats became uncountable as we lay there, hot and sticky but more in love than ever. His lips whispered over my jaw to my ear. “I married a goddess.”
I chuckled. “No, you married a Weaver.”
He nipped my lobe. “And now she’s a Hawk.” The flash of his grin stopped my heart, then like a defibrillator, restarted it in this new world he’d given me.
Rolling onto his side, we both winced as his cock slipped out, lying spent on his lower belly. Following him, I rested my head on his chest, letting the heavythud-thudof his heartbeat rearrange my own.
My arms and legs quivered with residual pleasure, melting me boneless onto him. “Did we really just consummate our marriage?”
Jethro’s arm banded around me. A kiss landed on the top of my head. “I think fucking each other close to death is more the correct term.”
Raising my eyes, I smiled. “Well, your destiny was always to kill me. If you do it by orgasm, I won’t complain.”
His eyes narrowed, filling with past debts and things I no longer wanted to think about. The love he held for me couldn’t be denied as he gently kissed my lips. “My destiny might’ve been to kill you, but I’ve rewritten fate. Now, I’m going to do everything in my power to make you immortal.”
My heart skipped at the passionate vow in his tone. “How will you do that?”
He nudged my nose with his. “By turning our duo into a family.
“By making you a mother.”
Chapter Six
Jethro
Six Weeks Later
MARRIAGE WAS BETTER than any other gift, wealth, estate, or luck combined.
