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Lucas exhaled and let himself fall.

Chapter 20

Sia

Sia lost herself somewhere between the intensity of Lucas’s kisses and the desire that built within her like a volcano threatening to erupt. Hot kisses uncurled sensations in her body that she had never felt before. She moaned as Lucas pulled back, and she pulled his mouth back down to hers. Her tongue reached out tentatively under she found his, and rational thought became impossible.

He pulled away and stood up, dragging her with him. They helped each other strip off their clothes, and Sia stood in front him for the first time completely naked. A sudden wave of shyness washed over her and she put her hands in front of her.

“Oh, no, my beautiful bride. You’re not hiding from me.”

Heat climbed up her cheeks as she stared at his own nakedness. He cupped her face and kissed again, this time soft and gentle. Then he stood back and trailed his fingers down her cheek, and her neck, across her shoulder.

The butterfly touch sent goosebumps of pleasure across her skin. Her nipples hardened into little peaks, and he bent down and caught one in his mouth. He swirled his tongue and nipped her nipple with his teeth. The spark increased the pleasure, and she gasped and grabbed his shoulders to stand steady.

His hands caressed her hips and thighs as he continued to suckle on her breasts. She tried to pull him up so she could kiss him again, but instead he pushed her back on the bed. He caught her ankles and pushed them up against her thighs before he lowered himself between her legs.

Little butterfly kisses all up her inner thighs drove her crazy. His tongue touched her most sensitive spot as he took his first taste of her. She writhed on the bed while his tongue teased and explored each nook and valley. Every time he swiped across the sweet spot, her breath would hiss as waves of sensation passed through her.

She cried out to him and tried to move so she could touch him. Feel him. She wanted to taste him. He finally crawled up and towered over her, just staring into her eyes. She read the love and passion in them that she herself felt. He lowered and caught her mouth with his tongue continuing its exploration. Her tongue danced with his, and she wrapped her legs around his hips and pulled him down.

He buried himself deep inside her in a single thrust, and she finally felt complete. He stilled and ground against her before he teased and taunted her with each stroke. He took his time and ignored her urgency. His hand roved over her body and he caught her nipple between his fingers. The sharp tweak of pain enhanced the pleasure as he made love to her, and she almost climaxed.

He slowed and gave her a lazy grin. "Not yet, my love. We have all night."

She moved so fast he didn't have a chance to block her before he was on his back and she leaned over him. She ground against him with his cock buried deep. "My turn."

She cupped his face and ran her fingers down his neck and across his shoulders. She traced the curves of his chest and without losing her hold on him, she returned the favor and swirled her tongue around his nipples until he groaned. She nipped one with her teeth, and his hand suddenly slapped her ass. It sent sparks through her and she squeezed tight as she ground against him again. "Still think you can wait all night, Your Majesty?"

"Not if you keep doing that," he growled back.

“That’s why I’m the one in control right now.” She purred as she nibbled on his neck. She knew he could overpower her at any time, but he let her continue on her exploration.

She teased until she couldn't control her own climax. She curved her back and rode him hard as he bucked against her. They came together in a crashing of the waves until she finally collapsed on top of him. Her breath came back slowly, but she didn't mind.

Sia woke slowly, wrapped in warmth that had nothing to do with the late-morning sun spilling through the gauzy curtains.

For a blissful, hazy moment, she didn’t move. She simply breathed.

Lucas’s arm was heavy and possessive across her waist, his palm at the small of her back as if even in sleep he meant to keep her exactly where she belonged. Her cheek rested over his heart, and she listened to the steady, unhurried rhythm of it beneath her ear. It was no longer the heartbeat of the man she had chosen, but of the man who had chosen her back in every possible way.

She traced a lazy circle on his bare chest with the tip of her finger. They were truly married now.

The thought fluttered through her like the wings of a hundred butterflies. Her face warmed as memories rose up of last night. She tucked her face firmly against him and hid her smile

Bliss, she realized, wasn’t only the breathless wonder of discovering one another. It was this, too. The quiet after.

Lucas shifted beneath her and his fingers flexed against her back before sliding upward and brushing gently along her spine. She felt the smile before she heard it in his voice.

“Good morning, my queen,” he murmured and pressed a lingering kiss into her hair. Her heart did a very undignified little flip.

She tipped her chin up just enough to look at him. His hair was disheveled and his eyes were heavy with sleep, but he still regarded her as if she were the most astonishing sight in the kingdom.

“Good morning, my king,” she replied softly.

He brushed a strand of hair from her cheek. “You’re glowing.”

She laughed, mortified and delighted all at once. “That is entirely your fault.”