He ground his pelvis against mine, rocking against me with a rhythm that would soon make me explode. One simple touch, and I’d give anything to him. My body. My heart. My soul. I was his, and he was mine, and I wasn’t going to let that vow waver again. I’d place my heart in his steady hands, knowing he’d keep it safe from all harm.
Need pulsed through me as he continued to push against me.
When he lifted his head, I clung, mewing, tortured in my desire.
He gave me a crooked smile and that pretty much did me in. I thought I’d lost him, but while we’d wavered on our path, we’d remained on it together.
While he continued to rub against me, rocking into me in a motion older than time, he nuzzled my neck, groaning out my name. He undid the fastenings on the front of my leather tunic, punctuating the release of each one with a hiss and a murmur against my overheated skin.
One button. A kiss. “You’re my Tempest.”
A second button. Another kiss. “My storm.”
A third button. Another kiss. “My everlasting fury.”
The leather tunic undone, he brushed it aside, his fingertips tracing across my quivering skin. He replaced his fingers with his mouth, the heated caress of his tongue on my breast driving me wild. “Nothing and no one is ever stealing you from me.”
Whimpering, I stroked my fingers through his hair, holding him tight against my breast while he sucked. When he nibbled, gently rolling my nipple with his teeth, my gasp rang out. I bowed my spine while tugging him closer. I was drowning in the feelings he brought to the surface. Drowning in everything that made this man mine.
My body was consumed with a need only he would ever satisfy. He’d ruined me for anyone else, and I accepted that, letting it sink deeply until it fused with my soul.
Shooting me a smile, he teased his fingertips across the fastening at the top of my pants. “Show me everything, Fury. I want to feel your passion sear across my palms, hear your cries of pleasure deep in my ears, and suck down the taste when you explode.” He braced my hips with his strong hands. “Can you do that for me? Can you give me everything after all that happened?”
“I’m yours, Vexxion. I always will be.” I said it quietly, but even I could hear the vow I was branding across my heart.
His was as fundamental to me as gravity; invisible yet undeniable—a force grounding me to something real and inescapable, deeper than words spoken. Our love was resoluteand unshakable. No force could rip apart what we'd built over the past weeks or today.
He held my face and kissed me again, his mouth demanding and devastating, taking everything I had to offer and drawing more from deep inside me.
In no time, I was lost in his embrace again.
He kissed down my chest and undid my pants, easing them away, following his path with a delicate stroke of his fingers and blazing a trail with his mouth. With a toss, my pants went flying. He’d always undressed me with magic, but . . . I didn’t want to think about why he didn’t do so now. No, I wanted to focus on how wonderful it was to be with him again, how much I needed to give to him, not just take.
He kissed his way to my thighs and urged them apart, crawling between them.
“All I’ve been able to think about is tasting you again,” he mumbled against my overheated flesh. “I didn’t think I ever would. I was sure you’d reject me. I gave you more than good cause.”
“I should’ve believed in you. Trusted you.”
“I know why you didn’t. I don’t blame you one bit.”
“From now on, I will. Nothing is going to tear us apart. This I swear.” Maybe I was a fool to trust him again so quickly. Reyla would tell me I was. Brodine for sure.
But if I didn’t extend a hand to him, I wouldn’t survive what was coming. I felt this in my bones.
So I was the fool. If trusting him—loving him—was my downfall, I accepted that.
The fates help me.
“That’s all I need to hear.” He licked from my opening to my clit, then paused there, flicking his tongue back and forth across it.
I gasped, my body melting into the cushions, melting because of him.
His mouth ignited me, sending flames licking across my bones and heat roaring through my veins. He glided his tongue down to my saturated entrance, where he plunged it inside.
“Mine,” he snarled. “All mine.”
Vexxion.
