I panted and whimpered his name, bucking against his touch I thought I’d never feel again.
He was everything to me. All I could see and feel, and I couldn’t wait to come undone in his arms.
Loving him wasn’t a choice, though I embraced it with all of my heart. It was an unyielding force that drove me every single moment. He brought me peace and every dream I'd dared to hope for. I’d taken his love and wove it into every part of my soul. I couldn’t fathom a life without his love, his touch, his presence by my side.
He anchored me while setting my soul free; an exquisite contradiction that left me both shattered and whole every single day.
You crave me,Fury,he purred in my mind, starting to lift me off his threads.Let me show you.
I braced his shoulders and glared up at him—as much as I could. How could I host even a snarl when he was driving me to the edge?I am in control of this.
His breath caught, and he lifted his hands, smirking down at me.So you are. Take me, love. I’m already yours.
That’s right. Don’t forget.
Never.
I latched onto his cock and milked it with the tight squeeze of my hand, sliding from the base to the top where I ran my thumb across it. He was velvet wrapped steel, and I couldn’t wait to feel him impale me.
Why not now?
I was on fire; I was going to combust.
Rising, I centered the head of his cock at my opening and plunged down, driving him deep within me.
“Yes,” he breathed by my ear. “Love me. Show me I’m yours.”
Control was this man’s weapon, his sanity, and the only thing he’d been able to call his own for too long. Knowing that he relinquished himself to me made me want to weep.
Instead, I rose and dropped back down on him.
“Threads?” he hummed by my ear.
At my nod, he released them again. While he held my hips, lifting me up and pushing me down when I dropped, his threads stroked my nipples into hard peaks while others teased across my clit.
My fury was rising inside me, and nothing was going to hold it back. It would blast across this world and into the one beyond.
He was deep; I swear he touched my soul.
But it still wasn’t enough.
“More,” I growled. “Give me more. Everything you are and everything you’ll ever be.”
“Take it. Claim it,” he growled by my ear.
I rode him hard, but he drove himself even harder.
And when we crashed, when that exquisite wonder we’d found only with each other finally came, we let it devour us.
He washed and dried us before flitting us to our bed. We lay together like spoons beneath the blankets, snuggling like we used to back at Weldsbane. It was sweet and special, and I’d hold moments like this within my heart.
“Marry me,” he whispered by my ear.
I rolled around to face him. “Do you mean that?”
“Marry me.” A smile twitched across his lips.
“That’s why you wanted me to walk in your mind. You wanted me to know you were holding nothing else back.”
