Page 62 of A Raven Repents

“Yes.” She nodded her encouragement. “More.”

His gaze swept over her as he pounded into her. “My God. I knew you were beautiful, but my mind never could have conjured something so divine.” His fingers gripped her legs. “Watching your perfect breasts shake, and seeing your body stretched around me as I take you.” He groaned.

His erotic words pushed her closer to the edge, even as he drove harder and deeper into her body. Pleasure ripped through her, and as she threw her head back in ecstasy, his roar filled the room.

He stared down at her for a minute before he helped her up to the top of the bed and flopped down beside her. He pulled her to face him.

“What about turning out the lights?” she asked, still struggling to catch her breath.

He shook his head, his gaze traveling down her body. “I haven’t finished looking at you yet.”

Christina laughed. “If I’d known it would have that effect, perhaps I would have shown you sooner.”

“You are beautiful, Christina. Every inch of you is perfect.”

Eventually, he did get up and make it dark so they could sleep.

He still wanted her. He’d left her with no doubt of that. A smile turned up her lips. She hadn’t expected it. She’d never imagined he’d look at her the way he had. Lust filling his eyes. She snuggled back against him, and his arm squeezed her waist. She was safe with him, in every possible regard. Which was good, because she was also in love.

Chapter

Fifteen

Giles stared down at Christina. The blanket only half covered her birthmark. She was incredibly beautiful, and not despite the mark. It made her unique, and she was his. His heart purred. Somehow, after everything he’d done, she trusted him.

He stepped into his dressing room and rang for Thistle.

“Good afternoon, sir.”

Giles held a finger over his lips. He didn’t want to wake Christina.

Thistle nodded.

“I’m sorry,” Giles said, quietly. “I know I said she wouldn’t become your problem, but I need her here now.”

“I can see that. Your happiness is worth having her here. Besides, Winnie is surprisingly good company.”

Giles raised a brow. “She’s too young for you, old chap.”

“Not like that,” he said sharply. “What sort of man do you take me for? She could be my daughter.”

“Well, we’re in agreement, then.”

He grumbled a bit as he shook his head. “She brings a bit of lightness to the household. That’s all I meant.”

Giles placed a hand on the man’s shoulder. “Thank you for making them welcome, Thistle.”

After dressing, Giles looked in on Christina one more time before leaving. He wanted to surprise her with something special.

“Afternoon, gents,” he said to the men outside the gates of Raven House.

“Boss,” they both said before opening the gates for him.

He stopped by Ash’s office and knocked on the doorjamb.

“What are you doing here this time of day?”

“I thought I might take a pair of raisin scones for Christina and me.” It felt silly to ask permission for something so trivial, but they weren’t intended for him.