“You could set fire to me right here, and I’d thank you for it. I want decades of this with you, Reyla. Decades of you burning for me. You wanting me like the ache never ends.”
“It doesn’t. It never will.” I gripped his shoulders, digging my nails into his flesh.
He lowered his head, his lips finding my neck, my collarbone.He kissed, nipped, his stubble scraping across my skin. Marking me. Claiming me. Each touch was a testament, a vow. We'd been through a nightmare and back, and here we were, alive, together, finding each other all over again.
We’d come too close to losing this forever. He was here now, but fear still echoed deep inside me.
That emptiness wasn’t only between my thighs. It reached deeper, scraping across nerves that still remembered the silence I'd lived in when I was trapped and didn't think he'd find a way to me. I needed to fill myself with him, with us, before the fear found its way back.
He slid his fingers out of me, leaving me aching, empty. But before I could make demands, he shifted, settling his legs between mine.
His gaze found mine. “Eyes on me, Wildfire. Don't look away or I might stop.”
Damn, I also loved that cocky smile. He knew I'd beg if he did something like that.
His hard length pressed against my entrance, and he pushed in before pulling all the way back out. Teasing and promising, all at once.
“Tell me what you need from your husband,” he said.
“Your damn cock,” I growled. I’d adored our sweet loving in the bath, but now I wanted fire.
“Damncock, or is it as amazing as my ass?”
“You're the ass. Give me that cock. Hard. Fast. And now.”
“This thing?” He pushed all the way inside me before his hips swiveled, dragging it back out.
I gasped, clinging, begging him. “Yes, yes, that. More! “
I kept my gaze on his, watching the emotions flicker there. Pure happiness. Adoration. Love. And a touch of humor, something I was eternally grateful I'd found in my husband.
He slid into me again, much too slowly. Much too gently. Filling me bit by bit, his gaze locked onto mine. I felt him everywhere, inside me, around me, his love consuming me. My body stretched, accepting, welcoming him everywhere.
A groan rumbled in his chest. “Reyla, you feel incredible. You're mine forever. I'll never get enough.”
I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him deeper. “Same, love. Same.” I grinned. “Now move. Don't hold back. I won't break.”
He smiled. “Is that a challenge?” That smile was so cocky and infuriating, and I loved him even more because he could tease. “Burn for me. Only me.”
This man could break me in so many ways, and I'd welcome every one of them because he'd never truly harm me, hurt me, or give me a reason to be afraid.
When I started jerking my hips, he began to move, drawing back and driving forward. His pace was steady, each thrust stoking the fire inside me. I met him, my body matching his, this pleasure, this joy we found together as old as time yet as new as our love.
While he braced himself over me, he gripped my hip, tugging me up to meet him as he pushed deeper, harder.
“More,” I called out, my voice hoarse with need. “Please, Lore. I need all of you.”
A growl rumbled in his throat, and he drove into me, his hips picking up speed. Our bodies slapped together, the sound filling the room with a primal rhythm that matched the beat of our hearts. His cock filled me, stretched me, each stroke making me crave him even more.
His mouth found mine again, his kiss hungry, demanding. He tasted like every sweet and sinful thing I'd ever craved.
“Mine,” he groaned against my lips. “Not even the fates couldtake you from me. We're going to have everything, Reyla. Everything we've dreamed of.”
He pulled back, his eyes seeking mine, holding my gaze with his so intense and fierce, the love in them was almost palpable. He slammed into me, his cock hitting that spot deep inside that made my toes coil tight. I gasped, my body arching to meet his.
“Touch yourself, Wildfire,” he growled, his voice thick with his heat. “Come undone from both me and your fingers. Let me see you trusting this again. That’s how I’ll know I never lost you.”
I snaked my hand between our bodies, finding my clit, swollen and still sensitive. I circled it, my fingers mimicking the rhythm of his thrusts. Pleasure coiled in my belly, tight and hot, ready to explode.
