I grip his tongue, sit hard on his face, and buck, straining for more as my body shivers under the strength of my orgasm.
Armor’s moan is muffled beneath me, but he massages my thighs in circles like he’s thoroughly enjoying himself.
When I calm, he guides me back, wipes his face with a hand, and slides me down over his erect shaft.
A fresh wave of erotic pleasure floods my hips.
He sits up and scoots us to the edge of the bed as I strain to collect my scattered thoughts.
Armor gathers me against him and pumps slowly and deeply, letting me feel every curve of his tip down to his stout base. Even now, with space at my back and all the terrifying things we’ve endured out there in recent days, I feel protected and safe.
His lips find my ear as he drives into me. “I claim you, Esthielle, to protect and serve as my mate for all of my remaining days in operation. I don’t ever want to be separated from you again.”
I want to return his words, but I’m too breathless from just how hard and massive he is. He pushes deeper, stretching me to the point that it’s a touch painful.
I gasp under the strain of accepting his full, healthy form. Ecstasy surges when he flexes inside of me. My core clenches hard.
Armor’s fingers dig into me. “Oh, Esthi…”
He rests his head against the side of mine as he thrusts into me, filling me. His heat spreads through my hips, melting me in his lap.
Armor pants as we both quiver from the rush of release. “I love you, Esthi. I want only you, forever.”
I lean back and summon his eyes to mine. “You’ve got me. For as long as I live.”
He lets out a gentle, humble laugh and hugs me with relief.
My sweet Titan.“No more taking missiles to the gut. Promise me.”
He kisses my temple. “I’ll do my best.”
