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“The excitement and intoxication of the race,” she explained. “You must have broken some sort of world record. I wouldn’t be surprised if we’d been supersonic. I could get addicted to your speed. Addicted to this.”
Addicted to you, she didn’t say, but he heard in his mind anyway.
It made his chest fill with pride.
“I wanted to give you a taste of flying,” he said quietly.
I wanted to make you happy. To never regret being here with me.
She inhaled deeply and quieted as well, her entire body stilling, her dark eyes serious.
“You did,” she confirmed.
You gave me exactly what I needed. You make me so unbearably happy. I don’t ever want to leave you.
Andros’ breath hitched as he stared deeply into the clear wells of her eyes. He felt as if he was peering directly into her beautiful soul.
Did she mean what he heard in his mind? Or was it simply a figment of his imagination? Merely wishful thinking?
“I want you, female,” he husked low, pulling her to him with one arm, the other hand cupping her face and tilting it to look up at him.
“Do you want me?”
There was a sharp intake of breath as she paused in answer.
But this time was different. It wasn’t from doubt. It wasn’t hesitation.
She was gathering all of her conviction.
“Yes,” she said simply.
“Always.”
He nuzzled his nose and mouth against her face, breathing in her sweet, feminine scent.
“Show me,” he commanded in a primal growl.
Beseeched.
He, who’d never asked or begged for anything in his life.
Only this woman across time and space could make him feel this way. So weak and desperate for her. Hurting for her to soothe his heart and calm his soul.
His body shook with urgency to join with her. To fit himself inside her and lock them together, never to separate. In all of the ways that mattered.
“My beautiful, beautiful male,” she murmured, nuzzling him right back, her lips bussing kisses over his face, wherever she could reach. Her hands sliding down his shoulders to his pecs and stomach, fingers brushing the head of his swollen, weeping cock.
Lightly teasing. Making him shake even harder. Making him groan and unravel.
“Divina…”
He couldn’t bear it, the burgeoning pressure within him. The volcanic desire and possession.
He tried to keep the animal inside restrained, controlled. But what he really wanted was to unleash his beast. To take her hard and ride her long. Fill her to overflowing with his seed. Until both of them were drenched with sweat and their intimate juices, too exhausted to move, sore and replete.
“Whatever you want,” she whispered against his mouth.
“Take it. Take me. Everything. I’m all yours.”
