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He gave a patient shake of his head. I swore his expression said that he understood and that if I let him, he’d save me from drowning in the tidal wave of fear closing in.
Moving at half speed, his eyes never leaving mine, he peeled my iron grip from his arm. His lips swept over the rough white lines that would forever mark my wrist.
That’s when I realized he wanted to heal the invisible scars that only he could see.
The tension, fear, and panic that had engulfed me slipped away. Cathartic tears gathered in my throat.
Lucifer Flynn was heaven sent.
He laced our fingers, but something else tethered us together. It was something deeper. It was something unbreakable.
“I don’t want to bind you, sweetheart. I want to hold you.”
He slid our clasped hands up along the bedding until they rested over my head.
And he waited.
I released the breath I’d been holding and lifted my other arm. Lucifer’s hand swallowed both of mine whole as his free one scaled my outer thigh, sending sparks racing back to all the areas they’d temporarily abandoned.
He guided my leg over his hip, giving himself better access. Then he pushed inside me in one smooth stroke. He stilled and gave my body time to accept the invasion.
Gaelic words fell from his lips. “Foirfe. Mianach.”
Perfect. Mine.
My heart expanded beyond measure as realization erupted from somewhere deep within me.
He was a source of pleasure for body parts that only ever knew pain.
A remedy for my brokenness.
Lucifer’s regard for my consent and fulfillment resurrected a part of me that I thought had been irrevocably destroyed. He held a space for me to reclaim something that never should have been stripped from me in the first place.
Sovereignty.
My body was mine, and it was my choice to share it with him.
There was no part of it that I wouldn’t give him. No part of my soul he didn’t already own.
He rolled his hips and rocked in and out, arresting me with his eyes as he overwhelmed every part of me until I felt like I would explode.
Lucifer Flynn made love like he was trying to carve himself into me. I wished I could tell him that he already had.
In a matter of a few well-aimed thrusts, I tumbled into my second orgasm. The telling throb and liquid warmth of Lucifer’s own release filled me, his penetrating stare never wavering.
We collapsed in a tangle of slick body parts. Breathless and satiated.
My limbs felt boneless, my insides still tingling with satisfaction in the aftershocks of our ecstasy. A possessive arm curled around my waist, and then Lucifer dragged me into the cave of his body. Almost instantly, my eyes drifted shut.
I’d almost surrendered to sleep when the bristle of his scruff grazed my shoulder. “I’m not ready to let you go, nymph,” he whispered, pressing a loving kiss below my ear.
I smiled to myself and hoped he never would be.
Willa
My heavy lids, gritty from lack of sleep, protested as I forced them apart.
Sunlight peeked through the sheer curtains. I tugged the puffy charcoal comforter and flannel sheets a little higher. I found Lucifer’s choice of practical bedding endearing.
