Little hoarse cries drop from my lips.
I’m unprepared for when he changes his cadence.
He places three fingers flat on my pussy and rubs my clit in dizzying circles, taking me higher and higher.
Yes, yes, yes.
A flush of heat travels at lightspeed throughout my body.
“Come for me.” He traps my clit between his fingers and presses.
I freefall.
Everything inside me shatters as my body ripples around him.
“That’s it, give me what I want.”
I clench hard against his cock, milking everything I can from him.
Good God.
As I’m lost in a heart-stopping orgasm, he thrusts with more force as he chases his own pleasure.
“Christ.” The curse comes out in a harsh breath. The slap of his skin against mine subsides. “I need to mark your heavenly body.”
Huh?
“Oh, fuck, Keira.” Rhys jerks out of me, the condom goes flying past my ear, and a river of warm cum jets onto my back, coating my ass and streaming down my thighs.
I’m speechless.
He marked my heart a long time ago, and now he’s marked every part of me.
Chapter 21
Keira
Iopen my eyes to a shaded room.
Rhys must’ve pulled the curtain closed.
I flip over to his side of the bed.
I’m alone.
I can’t hide my disappointment, but unlike me, he has a company to run.
I pull the sheet over my head, allowing myself one more minute of rest.
His masculine scent lingers.
Breathing in deep, I memorize the smell of him.
I guess I should get up for another day of boredom.
I try to sit up.
My poor pussy is screaming in pain.