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She put a hand to her chest, trying to tell herself to calm down and that’s when she realized two things. First, her heart was laden, which meant she’d made a new supply for her man, for Griffin, because she was his blood rose. And second, the nerves she felt weren’t just her own.
She sat down on the side of the bed and chuckled. She could feel Griffin and how much his excitement and anxiety matched her own.
When Griffin finally emerged from the bathroom, he had a towel around his waist. His long hair was wet, but he’d combed it straight back so that his strong cheekbones angled to form beautiful, masculine planes.
She rose to her feet.
“I can feel you,” he said.
She nodded, her lips curving. “I’m oddly nervous.”
“Me, too.”
“We’ve made love twice, Griffin, so why am I trembling?”
He drew close and planted his hands on her hips. “Because it’s a lot more than anxiety. I’m feeling your love for me at the same time and your excitement about being back in bed with me, and something more, like you’re smiling at the future.” He petted her head, then pushed her hair behind her ear. “I used to love seeing your braid dangling over your shoulder. Sweet Goddess, the sight of you first thing each evening filled me with hope.”
“I felt the same way. I couldn’t wait for you to arrive in the slaves’ dining hall.”
He smiled. “You always saved a place for me.”
“Of course I did. You were my best friend and now, well, you’re everything.”
He cupped the back of her neck and kissed her.
Sandra slid her hands up his arms. She could feel two sensations at once, how her touch felt to Griffin and the smooth strength of his biceps.
She parted her lips for him, savoring this first connection of his tongue in her mouth, sliding in and out, making a wonderful promise.
But what was this like for Griffin? All of it?
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bsp; Griffin drew back, staring into luminous green eyes. Love swelled his heart, a completely foreign sensation. He was bonded to this woman as well, married to her, though the ceremony was yet to come. “I love you.” His voice was only a whisper.
“Make love to me, Griffin.” She caressed his face and kissed him. “I never thought I’d have a husband again. And maybe one day, we’ll have a family together, just as you said.”
Her words washed over him like an enormous wave, cleansing him from the dark past of his solitary life, of his imprisonment serving as a sparring partner for Margetta’s army, and from his guilt that his participation was a betrayal of his brothers-in-arms.
He started to lift her, but she stopped him with a smile and a hand on his chest. “We should get rid of a couple things first.” When she slid her hands into the tucked-in waist of the towel, his thigh muscles and abdomen tightened.
Pulling the towel apart, she let it fall to the floor. She touched him afterward, caressing his cock with her hand, then kissed him.
When she drew back, his gaze fell to her cleavage. He leaned down and took his time kissing his way to the silky green fabric.
He didn’t stay too long. “Yeah, this needs to go.” He chuckled softly and grabbed the hem of her negligee, pulling it up and over her head. He let it fall to the floor on top of his towel.
He lifted her, cradling her in his arms, then gently laid her out on the bed.
As he stretched out on top of her, he kissed her for a long time, then drew back. “You’re a beautiful woman, Sandra, inside and out. And I love you with all my heart.”
She returned his gaze, her eyes warm with affection. Her hands caressed his shoulders then his arms. “Can you believe we found something so wonderful in the horror of Margetta’s fortress?”
He shook his head, treasuring all that she was as his bonded blood rose. “It will be a beautiful story we tell our children and their children.”
He made love to her taking his time and hoping that the block walls insulated by the earth, would keep their shared moans from reaching too many ears.
