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She doesn’t waste time lifting her ass and dropping down hard on me again, and all I can do is hold on to her hips as she leans back, propping herself on my thighs, her head fallen back, her long hair tickling my skin. Then she fucks me so hard, the only way I can describe it is her using me to get off. She fucking uses me for her own pleasure, rolling her hips in all and every direction it suits her, and I’m just enjoying the fucking ride.
And what a ride it is.
Her moans fill my bedroom, a sinful song along with the slapping of our skin, her cunt so damn tight against me, especially when she does that wicked thing where she squeezes as she lifts herself up, and my tip is the only part of me inside of her.
My fingers bruise her hips, but somehow, as my grip gets tighter, her movements are more vicious, her moans louder, her cunt tighter. And as her heaving breaths show exhaustion, I reach over and grab a fistful of hair, pull her to my chest, grip her ass cheek, and bury so hard and deep into her, she screams and sinks her teeth into my shoulder.
“Mooore…” she moans as she drags her tongue over the edge of my ear.
So I give her more, not fast, but hard, long strokes as I piston into her, pulling her head back, swiping my tongue over her exposed throat, as I release her ass and slide my hand between us. The moment I reach that sensitive skin that covers her clit and press hard on her, she shakes. Not in an orgasm, but with the realization that she’s so terribly close.
And so am I.
My balls draw up. The only thing keeping me from spilling inside of her at this very moment is the fact that I have to get her there first. Although her pussy is so goddamn wet… I’m not going to last much longer.
I rub two fingers against her clit in fast, small circles, enjoying the way she squeezes her eyes shut, biting her lip as she swallows a long cry, and when her legs begin to shake and her pussy spasms around me, I’m at my wit’s fucking end.
I come at the same time she falls on top of me, crying in ecstasy against my chest, my cock jerking inside of her.
“Fucking hell, woman…”
“Aha… fuck…”
Our loud, heaving breaths work in unison as we come down from that high, and even though I know we need to move at some point to clean up, I could just lie like this forever. Her soft body on top of mine, skin against skin, our hearts beating too fast, too hard, too loud…fuck.
This is it for me, isn’t it?
* * *
MORRIGAN
“What now, Vincent?”
We cleaned up, pulled some t-shirts over our bodies, and now we lie here on the bed again, yet for me it feels like a strange limbo. We’re… married. I’m married… only it wasn’t for the right reasons, was it?
“Now, I think we should go get some food,” he replies, and I narrow my eyes.
“That’s not what I meant.” I shake my head at him. “I know it was your idea for us to marry, just as a precaution in case something happened and ruined our plan. But… you can get out of it now.”
He regards me for a few moments, blinking rapidly as he quite visibly gathers his thoughts. I could have sworn a tinge of regret flashed over his expression. But I blinked and it wasn’t there anymore. Did I imagine it?
He was forced into this, just as I was. Only I don’t…
“We can get an annulment,” he interrupts my thoughts. “I told you, Morrigan, you’re free now. Free to make your own choices, build your own path outside anyone’s control, and I will not stop you.”
“Really? You wouldn’t stop me or protest if I told you right now that I want an annulment? You wouldn’t be angry, or hurt, or upset? It wouldn’t affect you in the slightest?” I’m struggling to rein back my disappointment in his response.
“I wouldn’t stop you, wouldn’t be angry, or hurt, and if I would be upset, I definitely wouldn’t tell you. Us getting married was about your protection, just another union forced on yourself because of circumstance. There’s too much fire in you, and it was never given enough oxygen to burn at its true potential. I definitely will not be the one to hold you back, if that’s what you wish.”
He sighs, shaking his head, and the expression in his eyes shifts all at once, a veil that falls, uncovering truths, desires, fears…
“But I can’t lie and say I wouldn’t be affected. I want you, Morrigan. I want you by my side now and for the rest of time. I want a life with you. You’re the Eve to my Serpent. Everything I forced myself not to dream of all those years ago,that’swhat I want. I want to be the first thing you see in the morning and the last thing you see at night. I want you in every way possible.”
He swipes a hand over his face and yet again he sighs.
“I just… I want you so much it fucking hurts. But this is not about what I want, it’s about you. I will never be the same as the men we killed for your freedom. No matter how much I would love to tie you to my bed and never ever let you go, I will never do that unless it’s your wish.”
He looks at me like we’re two universes that have finally collided after a millennia of trying to find each other. Lovers who had to travel through time until they found the right one where they were supposed to be together.
