I slid inside her slowly, carefully, giving her body time to adjust. She was tight, warm, perfect.
"Okay?" I managed, every muscle straining with restraint.
"More than okay." She rolled her hips, taking me deeper. "Move. Please."
I did—slow, deliberate, each thrust measured. Not the desperate coupling from before. This was different. Sacred.
This was making love to my wife.
Her legs wrapped around my waist, heels digging into my lower back, urging me deeper. I obliged, picking up the pace, finding the rhythm that made her gasp and arch beneath me.
"There," she breathed. "Right there—"
I held that angle, watching her face as pleasure built. Her eyes fluttered closed, lips parting, back arching.
"Look at me," I demanded. "I want to see you when you fall apart."
Her eyes opened, locked on mine.
"I love you," she gasped. "I love you so much—"
"I love you too. My wife. My everything."
She shattered around me, and I followed seconds later, thrusting deep and holding as release crashed through me in waves.
We stayed like that, joined completely, breathing hard.
"Worth the wait?" I asked eventually.
"So worth it." She traced my face with gentle fingers. "Though six weeks apart is going to be torture now that I remember how good this is."
"I'll make it up to you when I get back. Promise."
"I'm holding you to that."
I carefully withdrew, settled beside her, and pulled her against my chest. She fit perfectly in the curve of my body, head on my shoulder, hand over my heart.
"I don't want tomorrow to come," she whispered.
"Me neither. But it has to." I kissed her hair. "Six weeks. Maybe less. Then I come home to my wife and children, and we start our real life. The boring one we've been fighting for."
"Boring sounds perfect."
"It does, doesn't it?"
We lay in comfortable silence, hands interlaced, legs tangled together.
"Thank you," she said eventually.
"For what?"
"For choosing me. That first night in the motel room, you could have honored the blood debt. Taken me back to Marco.Instead, you chose me over everything you'd been raised to value."
"Easiest choice I ever made."
"Liar. It nearly destroyed you."
"Fine. Hardest and easiest simultaneously. But I'd make the same choice a thousand times." I tightened my arms around her. "You're worth everything,principessa. You and our babies."
