Maybe I should be second-guessing it, but after what I just felt, and with the need burning inside me still, I don’t.
“Yes,” I tell him without hesitation, pulling him closer and apparently surprising him enough to darken his gaze.
Satisfied with the answer, Zane kisses me again and props my thigh up before settling between my legs fully.
The weight of his need against me nearly sets off every instinct in me, screaming for more and demanding to take what I want. But I don’t have to…not when he’s barely holding back.
Guiding himself, his breath falters while he grips my hip with the opposite hand and finally gives in.
Zane’s head tips down when he pushes forward, sinking inside me with a grunt.
A soft gasp slips from my lips as the feeling sends bolts of sensations scattering through me, slowly stretched to accommodate him.
“Fuck, Naia,” he mumbles as a groan tears from his chest, and he falters just enough to tell me how intense it feels for him, too.
Not a single word forms on my tongue while I get used to the feeling, feeling almost electrified now as my breath slowly picks up along with my pulse.
Straining, Zane pulls back and thrusts again, testing with deeper movements that make me grip his back now, clinging to him while his free hand tangles in my hair.
“Is this what you wanted?” Zane asks, voice gruff while he gradually picks up the pace, expression both furious and deeply affected, like he can’t decide which one to focus on.
I arch without meaning to, succumbing to every feeling and drop of pleasure that consumes me now. My moans and panted breaths leave me with not a single care for how this looks for me or what this means. Dazed, I nod. “Yes…”
“Then take it,” he utters, nipping at my neck before focusing on his movements, allowing the more gentle care from him to ease once he knows I can handle it. “Take all of me.”
The more he moves, building a steady rhythm that has me grabbing at him and writhing, all pretense of strength and anger melt away from me, and I lose myself in how incredible it all feels.
I can’t even tell how much time has passed with so much focus on the way our breaths synchronize and how we hold each other so desperately, more like this is the only time we’ll ever indulge.
“You feel so good,” Zane utters, more like a confession that makes me shiver.
His rhythm wavers, and his fingers dig into my hip while he chases the feelings.
Something in me doesn’t want to admit how close I am because of him, but I can’t bring myself to fall back on my pride again. Instead, I dig my nails into his back and move with him, too eager to slow down.
Zane grunts, face pressing against my neck now. As our panting and moaning tangle together, one of his hands drops between our bodies, and his fingers rub circles against my clit.
The added stimulation makes my back arch, pressing me as tightly to him as possible. Like sparks against dry tinder, the friction spreads more heat through me, making my head spin.
The coil in my gut pulls so tight and so quickly that I have no chance to focus on how it feels. Instead, it all comes crashing down on me at once, and I’m tensing all over again as heat floods my system.
“Zane—” I barely manage to get out, overcome by an intense wash of concentrated warmth and light.
That foreign feeling collides with my chest as he holds me close, body thrumming with mine. I feel him everywhere, and I hear the choked grunt that leaves him as he presses me deeply into the bed.
It’s more like I’ve blacked out as all that remains is the weight of him above me, the pounding of my heart, and the dizzying afterglow.
Gradually, my awareness returns, and I hear our uneven breathing mingling in the otherwise silent room.
A profoundly satisfied sensation settles inside me, now dazed from it all. But as I catch my breath, that weird feeling doesn’t go away.
Instead, it sits in my chest like it’s been there all this time, pulsing and almost alive somehow.
Worst of all, I can feel Zane through it. Like his heart is connected to mine now, I’m far too aware of him.
As that thought sinks in, it’s enough to make me go stock still and question what the hell I just did.
Chapter 13 - Zane
