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She turned slowly as she heard the bag thump back to the floor.
“Raise your ass for me.”
She lifted to her knees, her fingers curling into the comforter as he moved behind her, one hand stroking over her butt cheeks as a murmur of approval passed his lips.
“This is the prettiest ass in the world.”
Sabella moaned as he pressed a kiss at the top of the cleft. His fingers moved between her thighs, eased through the thick, heavy juices that had collected there.
When he touched the hidden entrance beyond, she lost her breath. Nathan had never taken her there before, during their marriage. He had playfully threatened but had never actually gone this far.
He was tired of waiting. She was tired of waiting.
As he caressed her, prepared her, she felt the wildness of hunger building inside her. As if this act would finish something, complete something. As though the submissive position, the need he was building in her, connected them as she had never imagined possible.
He eased her slow and easy. Lay beneath her and licked at the drenched folds of her pussy as his fingers parted her rear, stretched it, prepared it, send a blazing heat burrowing through her body.
Sabella became lost in the hunger.
Pleasure swelled through her as he licked, sucked at her clit then plunged his tongue inside the clenching muscles of her pussy. His fingers worked inside her rear, easing, lubricating her heavily as his other hand caressed, patted, then began landing on the cheeks of her ass in a series of subtle little slaps that had the flesh heating wickedly, erotically.
Sabella never imagined she could enjoy this. Never imagined she could let herself be immersed in her sexuality, in Nathan’s, to the point that she forgot everything. That she needed nothing but the increasingly lustful caresses that her husband gave her.
She was clawing at the blankets when he moved from between her spread thighs. Perspiration dripped from her, dampened her body as sexual tension sang through her system in a rising clash of impulses.
“Christ, I fucking love eating your pussy.” He came over her. “I love fucking that tight pussy, Sabella. But this. This is going to blow us out the roof.”
The head of his cock tucked at her ass.
The gentle strokes of his fingers inside her ass moments before, easing the muscles there as he built the lust burning in her pussy, had relaxed her. Tension whipped through her body, but the tiny opening flared open over the heavy crown of his cock.
Pleasure-pain tore through her as he eased back and forth. He worked the thick length inside her as one arm curled over her hips and his fingers moved over her clit.
Feathery strokes that had her crying out, pushing back.
“There, baby. Take that dick,” he whispered. “All the way inside you, Sabella. I’m dying for you, baby. Dying for this. Give me all of it. All of you.” His voice broke. “All of you, Bella. My sweet Bella.”
She screamed as the head of his cock passed the tight, tense ring of muscles inside her rear. The blinding flash of pleasure bordering on pain nearly had her coming. She creamed instead, covering his fingers with more of her juices as she felt his cock slide in, all the way, filling her, stretching her.
It was primal. Primitive. Sabella couldn’t understand the sensations, the emotions whipping through her, but the acceptance as well as the penetration opened something inside her.
She had always trusted her husband. But until now, she hadn’t realized that trust hadn’t gone soul deep. He hadn’t known her as she knew him. Until now. Now, he would know her. In life. In death. She would never hide from him.
Noah laid his head against Sabella’s, fighting to breathe. Just to breathe. He couldn’t move yet, if he did, he would lose it. He’d pump inside her and lose his soul to her before he ever had a chance to chain hers as well.
God, it was fucking beautiful. He closed his eyes, feeling her muscles flex around him, but he felt something more. Intimacy on a scale he had never known with her before. A knowledge, a certainty, that this one woman was everything, every part of him. The bond he felt inside his own soul all these years had never been complete, and he had been too damned man-stupid to realize it. Until now.
Until this. Until she gave him an entrance inside her that was more than physical. This.
He shifted, moved, and heard her cry of pleasure. This was total acceptance. Total trust. And knowledge.
They were both stripped to the bare bones now, his cock moving inside the sensitive, nerve-rich depths of her rear, and she was taking him, open for him and begging for more.
“Beautiful Bella,” he sighed, lowering his head to kiss her shoulder, her neck. “My Bella.” His voice broke again.
Fuck. He was dying for her. Broken and being reborn inside as he filled her. As she filled his heart, his soul. He could feel the emotions pouring into him, easing the ragged wounds, his fierce pride, his hidden fears.
He moved inside her, easy at first. So easy.
