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"Stop teasing Xander. You know what I want." She lifts her hips into my hands. "Fuck me, fuck me hard and fast. I've missed you inside me."
The words nearly send me over the edge, and she must feel the same way because the scent of her arousal wafts up between us, and I know I just have to taste her. I need to have her on my tongue; I crave the tangy taste of her on my lips, like an addict with their drug of choice.
She's mine, and there's no weaning me off her. Or her off me, because this is the cry, the wetness, the abandon of a woman who needs a man, who's willing to take as much as she gives.
I take my lips off her nipple and blow a warm stream of air over the flesh.
She blinks her long lashes open and watches me as I kiss my way down her body again, stopping at her navel to shower a flurry of deep kisses there.
She cups my head and allows her fingers to anchor into my hair as I continue blazing a torch of heat over her skin, down to the apex of her thighs, where I kiss around my fingers.
The little dark dot beside the neat trim of hair, her clit that seems to be pulsing, the weeping lips that let me know she's enjoying this as much as I am. And then, finally, I pull my fingers from her and sink my tongue inside her, again.
I bring her there, right to the edge, then I pull back.
The woman before me is exactly as I want her. Needy. Panting.
Desperate for me.
This is the woman that I could never forget. This is Mel, my Mel, the person that I’ve had a thousand fantasies about. The woman who keeps me going.
My sunshine.
I want her sun to steal over my skin and bring back the light that she is. I want her warmth to remind me of all the things I had forgotten. To remind me why I'd risk my men for her.
Why I wanted her enough to beg that she stay, and I want to remind her of all she'd missed by running away from me.
"Do you want me to use a condom?" I growl, barely coherent, already tipping my hand to the bedside table.
Her hand falls over mine, and I stop. She shakes her head, her eyes gleaming like jades in her face. "It's useless, isn't it? We'll need an heir to appease our fathers. Best to start now."
I hate the words. I don't need to get my wife pregnant to please a pair of men, whether they are the two most powerful men I know or not.
Whether they're our parents or not. But what I do want to do is take Mel without any restrictions between us.
And her reasoning might be flawed, but this is not the time to try convincing her.
I shake her hands off mine, bristling with anger.
I keep my jaw tight as I take off my trousers rapidly, my chest rising and falling from more than anger as my eyes track her flushed body.
I drag her hips towards mine, and ram into her without warning, all the way to the hilt, her body parting around me, wet and tight and snug like a glove.
"Il mio raggio di sole."
She clenches around me, harder and harder, tighter and wetter, as I snap my hips into hers, taking her like I've always wanted to. Her cries are exhaled from parted lips, her legs hitching up my ass, digging in and encouraging me.
She pulls me into her, raking her fingers across my back hard enough that I feel the bite of pain, and finally, her insides clench tight around me. She bends her head into my shoulder, sinking her teeth in hard as she shatters around me, splitting open as the force of her orgasms drags her under.
My breathing is ragged, and the sound of our sharp, fast breathing fills the room, the smell of sex biting and baiting my senses, sending me into a spiral that has my hips slapping against her, pulling away from her, and then sinking back in, forcing my way through the slick wetness of her body in the grasp of an orgasm.
Soon enough, my balls tighten, and a tingling begins from the tips of my fingers and sweeps its way over my body like waves over the ocean, drenching pleasure so sharp and hard that a scream unlocks in my throat and tears its way out of my tightly secured lips.
I roar, coming inside her. Her body, still cinched around mine, goes taut when the first spill of my seeds coats her insides.
And even as I jerk into her, I hope this very seed sprouts the heir she so desperately wants to provide.
"Possa il tuo grembo germogliare il meglio di noi, Mio Sole."
