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"Then take me," she whispers, her voice husky like a siren. “I want you. I want this.”
I can't resist her any longer. With a growl our passion ignites, a firestorm of desire capable of turning saints into sinners and angels into demons.
I grapple with my fly, freeing my rock-hard cock, and find her core with a single thrust, filling her to the hilt.
Her walls clamp down around me, tight and wet, like a silken vice, pulling me in deeper. I arch my back, my nails digging into her skin as I thrust into her, my rhythm building, matching the pulsing need that burns within both of us.
She moans, a guttural sound that resonates within my chest and sends a jolt of pleasure up my spine, fueling the inferno that has taken over my body.
The bed creaks, protesting under the force of this rough fucking, but I pay it no heed. All that matters is Maricela beneath me, her skin warm and slick against mine as I possess her.
I graze my teeth down the side of her neck, sinking my teeth where it meets her shoulder and leaving a mark that blurs into a smudge of sweat and passion.
She responds with a shiver, her own nails digging deeper into my skin, and I welcome the small prickles of pain.
Each thrust wrenches a cry from her lips that mingles with my own groans of ecstasy.
I grasp her small breasts with hands that are beyond being careful. The gentle man has gone. Burnt away by the fiery passion raging through me.
He was only an illusion, anyway.
The thought of leaving my marks on her shorts out any good sense I might once have retained, and I dip my head and bite hard on her nipple so she yelps and arches off the bed.
She doesn't hate it, though. Not if the way her silken core clenches around me is any indication.
My vision blurs as the world fades away, leaving only our two entwined forms and the primal rhythm that courses between us.
I can feel the heat radiating from her core, matching the fire that rages within me, and I know there is no escape, no reprieve from the all-consuming passions that have engulfed us.
Our bodies move together with a fundamental urgency, like nothing else could possibly be this crucial. Our breathing is ragged, intermingling as we chase the elusive release that promises both pleasure and satisfaction… and maybe a little bit of frustration since, deep down, we both know we’re treading a treacherous path by giving into our baser instincts. Because surely nothing good can ever come of this tainted kind of love we’re sharing.
Right now, though, in this moment, it's a primal dance, a battle of wills and desires. I can feel her need, her hunger for me as strong as my own, and it's intoxicating. The way her hips move against mine, the way her skin feels beneath my touch - it all drives me wild.
I can feel my balls tighten, ready to explode, so I fumble between us to find her clit, desperate for her to come with me. I’m not so much of an ass that I’d deny her that pleasure, and I know she’s close.
A few strokes and she cries out, the strength of her climax milking me of my own release.
The scent of our spent passion fills the room, mingling with the soft jasmine notes from the candles I lit before dinner, and I collapse on top of Maricela, never wanting to leave her body, but knowing I must.
Eventually.
Chapter Thirty-Four
MARICELA
I don’t know what’s going on in Ciaran’s head, but it’s like he’s made up his mind about something, and whatever conclusion he’s come to means things have changed.
For the past three days he’s treated me as if I’m his… well, not his captive, although I guess not his woman, either.
But something which borders on significant.
Either that or my mind is running away with me and I’m seeing what I so desperately want to see.
Hell, I don’t even care. It’s a heck of a lot better than anything I’ve experienced before, so if I soak it all up, then sue me.
What I do know is I feel seen and appreciated in a way I’m not used to. It might be sad that it’s occurring under such circumstances, but I’m not above taking what I can get.
My feelings for Ciaran are jumbled, I know. But this is all so far removed from reality I don’t bother trying to make sense of it. There’ll be time enough for that in the future. However much I might be burying my head in the sand, I don’t kid myself about that.
