Her kiss was just as demanding, and he gave her everything. Every emotion he couldn’t express. Every word he didn’t know how to say. Every dream he’d ever secretly kept.
For the moment, it was all hers. He was all hers.
His hands swept down her body. All of her. He wanted to touch every inch and pull her even closer. The idea of life without her pierced too deeply, so he concentrated on right here and right now.
She was perfect.
From her brain to her huge heart to her sexy body. She was everything.
He lifted her shirt over her head. Her nipples tightened before his eyes. “God, you’re beautiful,” he murmured, planting his hand across her chest. Slowly, he slid his palm between her bare breasts, allowing his fingertips to graze those nipples.
She shuddered, and her dark eyes seemed fathomless. “Denver.”
The way she said his name. He loved it. There was no better sound in the entire world.
There were promises he wanted to make. Vows. But he could guarantee only one. “You have to know. You’re safe. No matter what, I’ll make sure you and Talia are safe.” It was all he had to give, and he’d do it. Even if something happened to him, his brothers would cover her. Always.
He lifted his hands and caressed both breasts. They filled his palms as if made just for him. Staying as gentle as he could, he removed the rest of her clothing and then backed her toward the bed. Her legs hit, and then she fell backward with a slight chuckle.
The sound. Husky. Sexy. Sensual.
His.
Then he took a second—one he would carry with him for the rest of his life—to just look at her. Her thick hair was spread out behind her in a black mass. Her eyes were even darker, mysterious and full of desire. Her cheeks were flushed, and her lips were full and red.
Alive or dead, he’d somehow keep this image of her. “I’ve never met anybody so perfect,” he said.
Her blush deepened. “Denver.” She reached out her hands in welcome. Pure welcome.
He shed his clothing, dropping it to the floor. Even so, he took another second to tune in to the outside world. To check for threats. Nothing. Good. He slid onto the bed and covered her, careful not to crush her. She was so delicate. He wanted to savor her, show her how much she meant. “I’d do anything to keep you with me.”
Her lips pursed, and she ran her hands through his hair. But she didn’t argue. He could tell she wanted to, wanted to tell him to stay, but she remained silent.
He kissed her again, taking her deep, memorizing her taste. “Noni.”
She breathed and shifted her weight, spreading her legs so he could settle more firmly against her. Wet. She was definitely wet. He stroked her, his fingertips touching everywhere, learning every spot. She arched against him, trembling.
Tears gathered in her eyes, and he kissed them away. His body ached, his heart clutched. He couldn’t stand causing her tears. She was sweet and soft and kind . . . and he wanted to give her everything he could. But he held himself back, pleasing her. Touching her until she moved against him, asking for more. When she moaned, it was his name on her lips.
Slowly, he entered her, kissing her deeply, his hands captured in her hair. He had to pause several times to let her adjust, and his body rioted. His cock ached with a demand so strong it pulsed in time with his rapid heartbeat. He was a guy who could control his heartbeat if he tried, but at the moment, he was subject to it. There was no slowing it down.
Even if he’d wanted to try.
She lifted her legs and clasped her ankles at his back, her nails scraping down his sides. “Please, Denver.” Her soft plea nearly broke him.
He thrust inside her, and her internal walls clamped around him. His eyelids closed, and he pressed his forehead to hers, pulling out and pushing back in. God, she was perfect.
Her internal muscles gripped him, cascading around him.
“Denver?” she whispered.
He opened his eyes to see her darker ones on him. Focused. Seeing everything he was and would ever be. He increased the speed of his thrusts, diving deep, his vision nearly hazing.
Her release hit, with her entire body tightening around him almost to the point of pain.
He withdrew and hammered inside her as far as he could. The world exploded inside his head, outside his body. Pleasure swamped him, pouring through him with the most powerful release of his entire life.
He paused still inside, his forehead dropping to hers again. “God, Noni.”
