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“I look different.”
“You look beautiful.”
And he took her in his arms and kissed her again, lowering the zipper on that dress as he did. Then he stepped back, and his desire became a living thing that he could no longer control.
Her curves were more generous than when they had first met. And she had a scar, where their daughter had been brought into the world. All to him evidence of strength, of that time she could not remember.
Of that time that was lost to her, but buried in his memory forever.
That time they had been apart.
The time he had been sure he had broken her, but there she stood before him, not broken at all. In no way diminished, not even by him. And it was miraculous.
He unhooked the strapless, lace bra she had on and revealed her beautiful breasts to himself. Finally. His.
Her body was familiar, but this was like discovering her again.
“I know where I want you.”
He took her hand and led her to the edge of the bed, then pulled her panties down as he sat her right on the edge of the mattress, spreading her thighs for him. He dropped to his knees. “I told you exactly what would happen,” he said, looking up at her and reading her nerves accurately.
“Yes,” she said.
“Will you beg for it?”
Her knees began to close. “I don’t remember...”
“But I do. Trust me when I tell you, I have tasted you many times, and I am starving for you. I’ve been deprived of you for far too long.”
Longer than she knew.
Ten months without this body. Ten months without sex at all, though he realized even if he’d had a hundred women since Riot had left his bed it wouldn’t matter.
There had been none, but even if there had been, he would want her just as badly. Because sex on its own would never satisfy. Not again.
It had to be her. Only her.
“Please,” she whispered.
And he took that plea.
He pressed his mouth against those slick folds, tasting that sweet nectar at the apex of her thighs. He sucked her, lost himself in her. In the sounds of pleasure that she made, in the way that she grabbed hold of his head and held herself against him.
She wanted him. She wanted this.
And he wanted nothing more than to drown in her.
He pushed his fingers inside of her, thrusting as he ate her, as her pleasure overtook them both.
“Please,” she begged. “Please.” He sucked hard, and he felt her explode, her orgasm almost everything he needed.
Almost.
“You,” she said. And she began to work the buttons on his shirt, and he helped her, stripping himself naked, gratified by the rush of breath she let out.
“You’re so beautiful,” she said. “Oh... Krav.”
And she leaned in, and kissed his chest, his abs, and he knew what she intended, but not tonight. He did not have the fortitude to withstand it. So instead, he lowered her down to the bed and pushed the head of his arousal through her folds, rolling his hips back and forth until she was sobbing.“Please.”
