Page 205 of The Defiant Curse

Plundered.

And took.

With a moan, she had him focused on taking her deeper into the pleasure.

For both of them.

Breaking the kiss, he went lower. At her breasts, he tormented, teased, and drove her wild. The whole time, Elizabeth moaned and bowed under the ecstasy.

And Ethan wanted more.

Michael had been right about tomorrow being a long day, so Blackhawk would keep this short and sweet.

It was going to be a fast ride into the pleasure.

As he slid lower, Elizabeth opened for him. The whole time, he was kissing a trail down her torso until he could swirl his tongue around her belly button.

When she whimpered his name, he set her hands free, so he could enjoy her body.

Why only use his mouth when he could use all of him?

And he did.

As his hands went to her breasts, Ethan used his thumbs to torment and tease her nipples to peaks of pleasure. From her response, he knew he was on the right track.

“Ethan!” she hissed, her body wracked with pleasure.

While this might be a quick before-bed romp, he wanted to make sure she understood.

They were going to be fine.

No.

They would be better.

With their promise in hand to return every year as their own little holiday, Ethan felt more secure knowing that no matter what happened in life, they would have this.

And he needed it.

A healthy dose of Elizabeth had always been healing to his soul, and he believed the same for her.

God.

As she writhed below him, Ethan couldn’t get enough of her, and he was sorry he’d forgotten this.

“I love you, Elizabeth. Forever.”

Her heart hitched.

This was the man she’d fallen for all of those years ago, and he was back.

They were back.

Was she meant to be his?

Yes.

Would she always be his?