He still wasn’t done. Straightening up, he stopped his attack on my clit, but that just gave him more room to thrust. His hips and hands moved in sync, yanking me back against him. My ass slammed into his groin as his head hit my cervix. Not painfully, just enough for a little jolt of pleasure. Every time he pulled back out, the ridges of his head dragged against my swollen g-spot.
Was I going to come again?
Nathan began to lose control, thrusts becoming harder and faster. The bumps against my cervix became slams, and little jolts of pain accompanied the pleasure.
Okay. That was… Oh, my. That wasamazing.
Yep. Orgasm number three hit me like a freight train. My inner walls clenched over and over as Nathan lostall control, slamming into me as I went boneless beneath him.
Finally, Nathan groaned out my name, pushing in as hard as he could and holding it there for several seconds. Then he sighed and collapsed on top of me. His weight was heavy, but I didn’t want him to move. Not yet.
We stayed like that for a few long moments, panting and sweaty and tangled in the grass. My heart was full, and I couldn’t remember the last time that had been true.
Then he pulled out with a wet, definitely opposite-of-sexy sort of schlorping sound and rolled over onto his back, pulling me into his arms. We lay there naked beneath the canopy of trees, our hearts hammering together, our breaths mingling in the cool morning air.
“This isn’t going to end well,” I whispered.
Nathan smiled and ran a finger down my cheekbone. “I know. But that was..." he trailed off, seeming at a loss for words.
I propped myself up on one elbow to look at him. "Unexpected?"
A rueful smile tugged at his lips. "To say the least."
I grabbed my shirt and pulled it over my head, feeling too exposed. "Nathan, what just happened..."
He sat up, reaching for his own clothes. "I know. It's been a long time for me. Since Mira."
I paused, my heart clenching. His wife. Hismate.Of course. "How long?" I asked softly.
"Ten years." Pain laced his voice. "She died of a rare shifter disease. It was sudden. Devastating."
"I'm so sorry." Impulsively, I reached out, laying a hand on his arm.
He covered my hand with his own, offering a sad smile. "I never thought I'd feel a connection like that again. She was my true mate. I never imagined it would be possible to have a second. Until..."
"Until me." I swallowed hard.
He blinked rapidly. “I’m having a hard time accepting it, if I’m honest. I don’t want to be disloyal to her memory.”
"Nathan, I feel it, too. This bond between us. But it scares me. Especially since..." I hesitated. "Gosh, I hate to tell you this. Since I have a rare disease too."
His head snapped up, alarm flashing across his face. "What? Rissa, what do you mean?"
I took a shaky breath. "It's a clotting disorder. It is not technically a shifter disease; it is just rare for our kind to have a human disease. The doctors found it after…” I took a deep breath and gathered my courage. I had to say this. “I lost my daughter. Faith. It was a late-term miscarriage."
Tears burned my eyes at her name. I blinked them back. "Losing her was what made them run the tests. Luckily, I found a shifter doctor in Knoxville who could use the shifters’ lab to diagnose it."
"The one funded by that dragon millionaire?" Nathan murmured.
I nodded. "I have to take a pill every day, but it keeps things under control." Glancing away, I forced the next words out. "The loss of Faith, it ended my relationship too."
"What happened?" he asked gently. Coaxing.
"I was in college. Madly in love with my boyfriend, Henry. I got pregnant at twenty." A bitter laugh escaped me. "I never even wanted kids. But once Iwas pregnant, everything changed. I loved her fiercely, wholly. And then I lost her."
A tear slid down my cheek. I swiped at it angrily. "When Henry found out, he was relieved. Said it was 'for the best.' Like my baby was some inconvenience and not a piece of my heart."
Nathan made a low, disgusted sound. "What an asshole."
