I pull him down for a kiss, pouring everything I can't say into the slide of lips and tongue. My body tightens around his cock, pleasure coiling tighter with each thrust. He's so deep, so big, stretching me in ways that should be uncomfortable but instead feel necessary.
One of his hands slides between us, fingers finding the bundle of nerves that makes me cry out. He works me with the same patience he's shown everything else, learning what makes me gasp and moan, adjusting pressure and rhythm until I'm trembling beneath him.
"That's it," he murmurs against my throat. "Let go for me."
The orgasm crashes through me without warning, my body clenching so hard around him that he groans. Wave after waveof pleasure rolls through me as he continues to move, drawing it out until I'm boneless and gasping.
"Ressa." My name sounds wrecked in his voice. "Where?—"
"Inside." I tighten my legs around his hips, holding him deep. "I want all of you."
He thrusts twice more before stilling, his cock pulsing inside me as he comes. The feeling of him filling me makes me clench again, aftershocks rippling through my oversensitive body.
We stay locked together for long moments, both breathing hard. Eventually, he rolls us so I'm sprawled across his chest, his softening cock still inside me. I can feel his release starting to leak out around where we're joined but I don't want to move yet.
"That was..." I can't find the right words.
"Better," he finishes, his hand stroking down my spine. "So much better."
"Because we're better." I press a kiss to his collarbone. "Because I'm not running anymore."
His arms tighten around me. "Promise me again. Promise you won't disappear."
"I promise." I lift my head to meet his eyes. "Bad days and all. I'll have them, but I'll have them with you instead of hiding from you. And on good days—" I smile. "On good days, we'll make more rainbows."
He laughs, the sound rumbling through his chest into mine. "Rainbows. That's your metaphor?"
"You gave me bracelet charms with specific meanings. I get to claim rainbows."
"Fair enough." He shifts slightly, making me aware that he's starting to harden again inside me. "Speaking of good days..."
"Already?" I rock my hips experimentally and he groans. "That's impressive stamina, healer."
"You bring it out in me." His hands cup my ass, encouraging the movement. "Something about loving you makes me insatiable."
"Good." I brace my hands on his chest, taking control of the rhythm. "Because I have four days of missing you to make up for."
FALLA
Iwake to Ressa's fingers tracing the line of my collarbone, her touch light enough to make me shiver. Morning light filters through the window of my cabin—our cabin now—and turns her hair to burnished copper.
"You're awake early," I murmur, catching her hand and pressing a kiss to her palm.
"Couldn't sleep." She shifts closer, her bare skin warm against mine. "But that's okay. I kept thinking about how lucky I am."
"Lucky?" I raise an eyebrow. "You're the one who had to move all your things across the settlement because my cabin's less depressing than yours."
"Your cabin has windows that actually let in light. And a bed that doesn't creak every time someone breathes." She kisses my jaw. "And you. It has you in it."
The simple honesty in her voice still catches me off guard sometimes. Three weeks of waking up next to her and I'm not used to how freely she shares these small truths now. How she's learned to say what she feels instead of hiding behind walls.
"I'm the lucky one." I pull her on top of me, enjoying the way she fits against my body. "You could've chosen safety. Chosen to stay locked in that cabin where nothing could touch you. Instead, you chose this. Chose me."
"Best decision I ever made." She rocks her hips slightly, making me groan. "Even if it means putting up with your terrible jokes."
"My jokes are excellent."
"Your jokes are objectively awful." But she's grinning as she says it, her brown eyes bright with mischief. "Remember yesterday when you told Ursik that broken bone pun?"
