Vibrated with power.
His heartbeat thundered against mine—fast and hard and out of sync.
For now.
He started to move—slow, deep strokes that made me gasp with each thrust. His cock dragged against sensitive nerves, sending sparks of pleasure through my entire body.
"More," I begged, my hips rising to meet his. "Harder."
He obliged, his pace increasing, his thrusts becoming more forceful. The sound of our bodies coming together filled the room—wet and obscene and absolutely perfect.
"I love you," he said, his voice rough with emotion and desire. "Love you so fucking much."
"I love you too," I gasped, my nails raking down his back. "Don't stop. Please don't stop."
His hand slid between us again, fingers finding my clit, circling with perfect pressure as he continued to thrust deep inside me.
The pleasure built—higher and higher, coiling tight in my core. I was close, so close, trembling on the edge of something massive.
"That's it," he growled, his pace becoming almost brutal. "Come for me. Let me feel you."
His fingers pressed harder, his cock hitting that perfect spot inside me with each thrust, and then—
I shattered.
My orgasm tore through me with devastating force, my body convulsing around him, my vision whiting out from the intensity. I screamed his name, my hands clutching him with desperate intensity as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me.
And then—
It happened.
My heart stuttered.
Skipped.
Stopped.
For one terrifying, infinite moment, there was nothing.
No heartbeat. No breath. No life.
Just darkness and silence and the certainty that I was dying, that something had gone wrong, that—
Then—
Thump.
My heart restarted.
But it wasn't alone.
Ahrick's heart beat with mine—perfectly synchronized, perfectly matched, like they'd been doing this forever.
Thump-thump.
Thump-thump.
Thump-thump.
