Page 82 of Fighting Salvation

“They literally saved my life.”

“Kiss me.”

“My pleasure, wife.”

Her sigh when his lips touched hers was pure pleasure. He took his time, his hand moving reverently over every inch of her skin.

Her body hummed with desire and she trembled beneath him and wondered if he could sense how this was different and yet so familiar. His kiss deepened as he moved over her, exploring every inch of her with his hands and mouth.

His finger stroked over her pussy and she arched her back and let out a low moan as he entered her with his fingers, driving her to the brink of pleasure. She clung to him, each stroke pushing her closer to the edge until she felt her climax like a tidal wave taking her under, as she tried to catch her breath from the pleasure he was giving her.

He watched her with so much adoration in his eyes that tears pricked her own.

“Hey, no tears. I can’t stand to see you cry.”

He was so gentle as he wiped away the wetness from her cheeks, kissing them away when they kept coming.

“These are good tears.”

“Is that a thing, baby?”

She nodded. “I just feel so much love for you that I can’t keep it in. I just don’t know how to express what you mean to me.”

“You don’t have to, baby, because I know. I feel it too.”

He kissed his way down her belly, drawing her panties down her legs as his lips and tongue drove her to the brink once again. She gripped his hair, her hips rotating as he fucked her with his tongue. His every touch brought her closer to the ultimate pleasure and soon she was coming again, riding his face with abandon. He groaned and lifted his head when she sagged into the bed.

“Have I proven I’m up to the task of fucking yet, baby?”

The beard on his chin glistened with the evidence of her desire and she nodded as she curled her finger at him. “Yes, and I never doubted you, so get yourself up here and make me yours.”

“Baby, you’ve always been mine.”

He pushed into her and she closed her eyes as he moaned and buried his head in her neck, his lips sucking on her pulse.

“God, you feel so good.”

“Baby, this is gonna be quick.”

“That’s okay, honey. We have the rest of our lives.”

He lifted his head to look at her and pulled out before slamming into her and making her gasp. “Yes, we do.”

He cupped her ass, lifting her leg and leaning back and she saw the grimace of pain on his face but didn’t say a word. She was learning her man was stubborn. So she let him be and leaned into the pleasure he was giving her as he fucked her, his cock stroking her G-spot as his pelvis teased her clit. Before long she felt the first tremors of her climax and her breathing became short and raspy as Niall sped up his thrusts.

“Baby, you need to come. I can’t hold on. You feel too fucking good.”

Her orgasm hit her and she cried out his name as she arched her back and he came too, her name on his lips.

He sank against her, his arms wrapped around her tight. “I’ll take that pain pill now, baby.”

Val laughed and slapped him on the back before kissing him once more and rising from the bed. “Be right back.”

She grabbed his tee from the floor and rushed through the kitchen in the apartment they now shared. She’d given hers up the second they came home. Wherever he was, was home for her now.

She grabbed a glass of water and the pain pills and on the way back through stopped to check on Monty and Scout. Their tails wagged excitedly when they saw her, the thump, thump of their tails against the floor making her smile. She petted their heads and made a fuss of them, showing them how much she loved them.

The boys had been her heroes before but now she knew she owed them everything. By keeping Niall safe from that orca, they’d saved her life too. She wasn’t sure if the orca would have attacked or not, and maybe she’d never know. But having them drag the man she loved to that boat was something she’d never forget.