“Oktober, please,” she begged, hips rising to meet my mouth.“I need you inside me.Fuck me.”
I gave her one last, lingering lick before pulling away.“Anything for you,Kätzchen.”
“Anything?”She gave me an intent look as she reached for me.
“Yeah,Kätzchen.Anything.You name it.”
As I settled myself into the cradle of her body, Mia leaned up to whisper in my ear, “Then fuck me bare.”She nipped my lobe for good measure, and I knew I’d give her whatever she wanted.
The head of my cock slid against her wet pussy, and I had to grit my teeth to keep from driving into her immediately.Instead, I braced myself above her on my forearms, looking down into those gray eyes that had haunted me since the moment I’d first seen them.“You sure?”I whispered, needing to hear it.
Her answer was to reach between us, wrapping her fingers around my length and guiding me to her entrance.“You’re my choice, Oktober.We both know we’re clean after the hospital stay.”She smiled up at me.“Unless I’m not your choice, there’s no reason to keep that last barrier between us.”
I pushed forward slowly, watching her face as I filled her inch by inch.Her lips parted, eyes fluttering closed as she took my cock and welcomed me inside her body.When I was fully seated inside her, I stopped, gazing down at her.
“Du bist wunderschön,” I whispered as I finally started to move, encouraging her to follow the rhythm I set.Beautiful.She was beautiful, so breathtakingly beautiful and I needed her to know how I saw her.“So perfekt für mich, Kätzchen.”So perfect for me.
Her eyes locked with mine, reflecting a trust I didn’t feel I’d earned but desperately wanted to deserve.With each thrust, I felt my soul breaking open, walls I’d built around my heart and any part of me that was still good inside crumbled beneath her gentle touch.
I increased my pace, driven by her little whimpers and the way she clung to me, her nails leaving crescent marks on my shoulders that I welcomed despite the sting against my healing burns.
I buried my face in the crook of her neck, breathing in the scent of her as we moved together.This wasn’t just sex.It felt more like an affirmation.A celebration of survival.Of finding each other against impossible odds.
“Oktober,” she gasped, her body tightening around mine as she approached the edge.I held her closer, whispering encouragement in a mix of English and German until she shattered in my arms, coming on a strangled cry.I have no idea how I came again so quickly, but I managed, the rhythmic spasming of her pussy milking my bare cock mercilessly until I came inside her, holding myself deep.
For several minutes, we remained locked together, neither willing to break the connection.Never had I felt so close to another person.Mia.My Mia.
Finally, I rolled to my side, drawing her with me so she nestled against my chest.The room was quiet except for our gradually slowing breaths.
“I’ve never been so terrified of losing someone,” I confessed into the darkness, the words escaping before I could stop them.
She was quiet for so long I wondered if she’d fallen asleep.Finally, she pressed her palm flat against my chest, directly over my heart.“I can’t imagine going back to my old life without you,” she said.“I’ve tried to think about it.These past two weeks, I’ve tried to picture what that would look like, and I just… can’t.”
“Then don’t.”
“Is it crazy?We barely knew each other before the fire.”
I shook my head.“Yeah, but after the fire, we got thrown together and learned about each other out of necessity.”
“Trauma bonding,” she said with a small, sad smile.
“Perhaps.”I tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.“But I knew before the fire.When we made love at the waterfall.I knew then.”
She didn’t move for the longest time.I’d almost drifted off when she finally took a breath.“I think I fell in love with you at the waterfall, too.Both times.”
We made love throughout the rest of the night.Dozing occasionally but always waking hungry for each other.
As dawn broke, soft light spilled through the blinds, casting patterns across the tangled sheets and Mia’s bare shoulders.She slept lightly, her breathing deep and even, but her eyes flickered open when I shifted beside her.
“Morning,” she murmured, her voice thick with sleep.
I propped myself up on one elbow, studying her face in the gentle light.This wasn’t how I’d planned to do this.I’d thought of taking her somewhere special, of doing things properly.But looking at her now, warm and soft in my bed as the compound stirred to life around us, I couldn’t wait another day.
“Stay,” I said simply.
She blinked, more fully awake now.“I am staying.”
“No.”I took her hand, pressing it between both of mine.“Stay permanently.Here.With me.”I hesitated, searching for the right words.“As my old lady.”
