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He wanted to take her hard and rough. She could feel that. She had known it, even before now. He wouldn’t be an easy lover, but it wasn’t an easy lover she wanted. She wanted to still that dark, furious need that had built up in her over the past years. A product of the dark, sexual dreams that mixed with nightmares and tormented her, on nights like this. Dark and indolent with the need for sex. For touch.
She was tired of fighting. She didn’t want to fight him. She hadn’t wanted to fight from the first day he had walked into the garage and tempted her with his wild arrogance. Her body ached for this touch. Her heart, so torn, so ragged now, wanted ease. Just a little bit of ease. Just for the time it would take to still the arousal burning through her.
“Sabella.” He whispered her name as his forehead lowered to hers. “Do you know what you’re asking for?”
“I want you.”
She had to be asleep. Here, in Nathan’s bed, in the bed where he had taken her as his wife, and she wanted another man.
“Make it go away, Noah,” she whispered desperately. “Please, make it go away. The nightmares. The need. Stop torturing me. Take me or get the hell out . . .”
His lips took hers. They slanted over hers, and she was waiting, parted and desperate as she met him with a wild, hungry moan.
Noah could feel the dark need pressing at the edges of his vision, consuming his senses. He kissed her, pausing only long enough to jerk her T-shirt from over her head and to rip the panties from her body.
He was torturously hard. His cock was furious, determined, his balls tight with the need for greater release than what he had found in the past with only his hand for ease.
He was fighting for breath, his hand sliding between her thighs, finding the soft curls there wet, saturated, slick from her need. Slick and hot. Like honey.
Pressing his fingers closer, sliding between the swollen folds of flesh, he found the entrance to her pussy. It was tight, flexing around the tip of his finger as it had done the night he took her virginity so long ago.
He pushed her legs apart, lifted himself between them. Foreplay would come later, he promised himself. So many years. Ah God, so long. Nineteen months of that time spent in the horrific grip of a drug so powerful that the need to fuck nearly drove him insane.
And standing between him and the crazed need had been his wife. Her gray eyes staring at him, stark with longing, her voice whispering in his head, holding him back.
“Damn you.” He jerked his head back from the kiss, stared down her, barely seeing her face in the darkness that surrounded them. “Do you know how bad I want you?” He clenched his teeth, fought back the words.
“Then take,” she panted. “Take me, Noah. Take me how you need me.”
How he needed her.
He shook his head. He tipped it back on his shoulders and wanted to howl in rage.
He wanted to love his wife. He wanted to touch and kiss and taste every inch of her body. He shook, shuddered. He pressed the furiously tight head of his cock against her entrance and groaned at the heat, the slick sweet essence of her.
He pressed forward. Just for a moment, he promised himself. He had waited this long to take her again. He could wait long enough to pleasure her first.
As he wanted to pleasure her the day Rick Grayson had interrupted them. As he had meant to pleasure her the day before when she took his seed and left him twisting on a rack of arousal that nearly destroyed him.
She wanted him, as he had been. All he had to give her was who and what he had been made into. He pressed inside. He caught her wrists as they slapped against his chest, pushed them to the bed as he came over her, poised at the gates of ecstasy, only the tip of his erection feeling the pleasure.
“Say no now,” he bit out. “Say it now, or you’ll not say it at all. Do you hear me?”
She lifted her head, her sharp little teeth nipped his lips.
“Kiss me,” she whispered roughly. “Kiss me as you take me, Noah.”
So she couldn’t ask him to stop? So she wouldn’t scream one man’s name and mean another’s?
“Ah Sabella,” he groaned. “Ah God, baby.”
He covered her lips, took them with his own, and let the hunger tear through him.
It had been too long since he had felt his wife beneath him. Too long since he had felt the fiery pleasure of her pussy stretching to take him, heard her cries beneath his lips and known she was riding the same wave of pleasure he was.
His hips jerked, his cock pushing, thrusting, plunging, working its way inside her as she tightened and arched beneath him.
His lips took her cries, his tongue filled her mouth, thrusting inside it as he pumped his erection inside the sweet bliss between her thighs.
