“I’ll never be too tired for this,” I say. “To be withyou.”
I inch a little closer, though there’s already barely any space between us, until I’m pressed against his slick chest. I wrap my arms around him and bring my mouth to his ear, stroking the nape of his neck.
“You know, we still haven’t really settled the question of exactlyhow muchyou owe me, and how you could possibly go about compensating me for all I’ve endured,” I murmur.
He chuckles, his chest rumbling against me. At the same time, his heartbeat thuds against my ribs, just as it pulses through the mooring. It makes me cling to him tighter, reveling in the way his presence answers across the bond when I call for it.
“I can never have too much of you, Leon Claerwyn. You are the other half of me.”I speak the words across the mooring because my voice might break if I say them aloud.
He tilts his head back to meet my gaze, and I let myself fall into the gray depths of his eyes.
“My love, you made me whole a long time before you returned my soul to me. But a piece of you lives inside me now, and that truly means no one can separate us again,”he says.
I kiss him ferociously. So hard that when I tug his lip between my teeth, an answering thrill of pain runs through me, the bond mingling our two sets of senses. The ensuing spike of pleasure is so mixed up in the feel of us together I can’t tell if it’s Leon’s or mine.
Right now, I don’t have time to explore that particular experience. I’m too desperate to get as close to Leon as I physically can—to join us in every way.
“So why don’t we stop yapping andyoucan put a piece of yourself inme,” I mutter.
His laugh is louder and bolder than before, but I quickly cut it off by pushing his shoulders back against the edge of the bathtub so he’s leaning at an angle, his hard cock rising from the water. I stretch myself over him, finding his lips again as I guide our bodies together, inhaling sharply as his thick head breaches me.
He groans as I lower myself and he slides into me, his eyelids drooping lazily.
“Being with you like this is always like coming home,” he says, cradling my cheek. “Every time I think I can’t possibly have forgotten how right it feels, and yet it still surprises me.”
He lifts his hips, pressing deeper into me. The heat between my legs burns as hot as ever, and I ache for him to touch meeverywhere…and yet even if we stayed perfectly still exactly like this, I know I’d be satisfied, feeling Leon buried inside me and me wrapped around him.
He has other ideas. He slides his hand down my stomach, licking his lips as his fingers find my clit. The water softens his touch, making the brush of his skin like velvet as he swirls his index finger across the sensitive bundle of nerves. I buck into his hand with a feral noise, making his cock shift inside me.
“Good girl,”he murmurs in my mind.“Do that again.”
I begin to roll my hips in concert with his strokes, the water rising in small waves around us as we build speed. My first climax breaks hard and fast, my muscles clenching around him as I gasp out an oath. He doesn’t even break his rhythm, moving relentlessly inside me as I shudder with the ecstasy dancing across my skin and encircling my core.
He cradles my face as I climb down from the orgasm. It leaves droplets running down my neck, dripping off me onto the surface of the water. I feel utterly alive as we move against each other, basking in the moment.
Eventually, something shifts along the mooring, like a fire spreading across the horizon. A hunger rolls through me, so powerful it makes my breath catch, and I see it burning in Leon’s eyes. It tells me he wants more, wants me underneath him so he can take me at the pace he chooses. I meet his gaze and reply to the hunger.
“Do it. Fuck me just how you want to.”
With a growl of approval, he lifts me from him. We move easily in the water, the soapy suds splashing and spilling over the sides as he quickly switches our positions. He grips my hips tightly, roughly pushing my legs apart with his knees to enter me.
Again, that thrill runs through me—the excitement of his strength unleashed, the spark of something sharp mixing with pleasure.
“You liked that, didn’t you?”he asks, a delicious lilt to his voice, even in my mind.
“I like it when you take control. So don’t make me tell you twice to fuck me.”
I make a moan of delight as he pulls out and drives into me again, the force of it meaning I have to throw my hands out to grip the edge of the tub so I don’t slide beneath the water. I feel his own enjoyment mount as he watches me, breathless and obedient beneath him, arching out of the water as he claims me.
He holds my hips close enough that every thrust strokes his body against my clit, sending me careening over the edge once more. This time I take him with me, and the sparks lighting up my nerves jump from his body to mine and back again. In those seconds, we’re one being—a single, impossibly bright point, burning with pleasure.
I know then that we were right. Nothing can separate us again. In moments like this, it feels like nothing elseexists. It’s only him and me and this perfect happiness we’ve found in each other.
Chapter 5
Leon
It’s still dark when I wake, pulled from a deep post-sex slumber. Ana’s sleeping soundly beside me, her expression peaceful, and I’m not sure at first what’s disturbed me. I listen for a sound—some danger I might’ve sensed—but there’s silence.
