He thrust into me again.
“Ohmygodyour piercing,” I cried in pleasure.
“Too much?” he asked, caressing my face.
“No, it’s perfect.”
He gave me a heartbreaking smile and kiss before he continued moving in and out.
For so long, I hadn’t allowed myself to imagine that I could havethis. When I had been trapped in the darkest parts of my abuse, all I wanted was to survive. And once I got away fromthem, I hadn’t allowed myself to hope for the future. Feeling Theo inside me, the gentle pressure of his weight against my body, his heady scent… it was so much more than physical pleasure. It felt like coming home to a part of myself I thought I’d lost forever—the part of myself who dreamed, who thrived, wholived.
My eyes pricked with emotion and a single tear escaped, trailing down my cheek.
I didn’t want to close my eyes, didn’t want to forget that I was here, with Theo, choosing this. I breathed through the anxiety scraping at my chest.Theo Theo Theo.
“Is this real?” I asked, my eyes wide as he thrust in and out.
Theo furrowed his brow, running his thumb tenderly down my cheek.
“It’s real. You’re here with me.”
He ran his lips down my jaw, his breath hot on my skin. “Can you feel me, love?”
“Yes.” I gasped as his hips shifted angles and he hit a new spot inside me. “Fuck,” I cried out.
“Love hearing you swear,” he said with a smile. “I never expect it.”
I couldn’t respond, my orgasm stealing away any train of thought I’d had.
“I love you,” I whispered, meeting Theo’s concerned gaze. “This iseverything.”
Warmth and understanding filled his face, and he tenderly kissed away my tears, pressing gentle kisses on my eyelids.
“You are my wildest dream made flesh,” he said. “I would wait an eternity for you, for this.”
Emotion ballooned in my chest and made its way out to my arms and the tips of my toes. It was as if there was too much feeling for my body to hold. The only place I could channel it was into his body, to share myself with him.
I gripped his hips more tightly with my legs and matched his thrusts with my movements. Theo cupped my ass with his hands, lifting me slightly. The change in position meant his knot was grinding against my clit with every thrust, his cock dragging against my pleasure spot. I dug my fingers into his back, running my nails down his skin.
He snarled, his thrusts growing wilder and deeper, his knot teasing my entrance. The pressure was enough to cause an orgasm to break over me. The strength of it stunned me. It was all warm electricity holding my body.
“Fuck, you’re perfect. So beautiful when you come,” Theo growled, thrusting harder until he came with a roar, my name a chant on his lips.
He slipped out of me and rolled us so I was on top of him. We were both breathing heavily, and I clung to him, reveling in the perfection of this moment.
“That was…” Theo trailed off, sounding awed.
“I know,” I said, grinning widely, pressing a kiss to his chest before snuggling in against his body.
ChapterThirty-Eight
Theo
Holding my beautiful mate in my arms after making love was something I had dreamed of for years. We lay in a dreamy post-sex haze until I realized I needed to tend to her. I reluctantly untangled my limbs from hers. Josie whined, trying to hold on to me.
“I’ll be right back, love,” I said with a kiss.
I returned from the bathroom with a warm cloth. Josie tried to take it from me, but I insisted on cleaning her up. She blushed so beautifully when she parted her legs, and I grew hard again, both at the sight of her and at the gift of her trust.
