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“Then don’t,” I grab his face, resuming our frenzied kiss. Our simultaneous moans as he speeds up echo through the forest around us. He feels incredible inside me. His gaze is filled with fire, and I’m mesmerized.
“This, this is real,” he whispers gruffly, his words comforting the part inside of me that still can’t believe that I’m not dreaming.
“Liam!” The feel of him pushing deeper and deeper inside me, feels completely brand new. The intensity is incredible, awakening every nerve inside me. My body contracts in desperate need. He stills, lifting his head to stare into my eyes, his green gaze searching mine, leaving me speechless. Breathless. The pure emotion reflected in his stare has me sucking in air.
“I love you,” I whisper again through my gasping breaths.
His eyes close as though he’s savoring the words. Brushing his fingers along my forehead, he pushes the strands of hair away.
“Do you know what those words mean to me? Do to me?”
“I love you,” I repeat them, suddenly eliciting a powerful force within me, realizing how much my use of them - laced with such absolute, undeniable truth - affects him so profoundly.
“Baby…” he groans. “Don’t ever leave me again.” I’m completely overcome with emotion, pulling his lips back to mine to resume our kiss, putting every ounce of my happiness, honesty, and faithfulness into it. I pray that I can show him exactly what mere words could never fully relay.
He resumes his movements as I mewl into his kiss. I meet him measure for measure, needing him so deep inside me that I’ll never survive otherwise. We’re frenetic in our need for each other. Pulling his lips from mine, he places suckling kisses along my jaw, my collarbone. His hand slides beneath my back, pulling me upwards to arch my body towards him, my head falling back in abandon. He brushes his lips along my chest. I release a crazed whimper at the sensation.
“Fall for me.” His words are my undoing. The sexy timber of his voice combined with his steady movement sends me plummeting over the precipice. Screaming his name, I slide my hands in his hair, gripping hard, riding the overwhelming waves of pleasure.
He continues moving relentlessly as I ride the waves, before he finally stills above me, releasing a delicious groan into my neck.
Harsh breaths amid the grasp of each other’s arms, we await the slowing of our rapid heartbeats in euphoric silence. He moves slightly, chuckling at my elicited whimper, turning to his side on the hard ground, pulling me with him.
“You never told me how attractive dresses were in the 1400s,” he says playfully, running his fingers gently along the dangerously low-cut line of my dress.
“I had forgotten,” I bite my lip through a small smile. “So, you believe me now?”
“You finally convinced me,” he jokes as he wraps me in his arms.
“How are you here?” I ask softly, memorizing the look on his face, a face I thought I would never see again.
He blinks as he thinks about what he’s going to say. “I think you brought me here,” he says. “I was holding your hands when you disappeared. There were a few minutes when I thought I was here with you, when I was holding you in my arms. And then you were gone, and I was fifty miles away in a little fishing village.”
“You thought you were here with me?” I ask, thinking about the dream I thought I had when I first landed here. The dream where I was in his arms and he was telling me it was alright.
I lovingly brush my hand along his jaw absentmindedly as I think about those minutes, minutes that I thought I had imagined. My satiated body flutters to life with just a simple touch. Our insatiable need is intoxicating, but in this moment, we’re content just to be touching each other.
“I thought it was a dream,” I tell him, looking up into his eyes, so green that they outshine the green of the trees around us.
“You were there with me, and then you disappeared. It must have been real. You must have been with me for at least a few minutes when we first arrived.”
We’re both silent as we ponder the mysteries of our arrival here.
“Thank you,” he randomly whispers.
“For?” I question, running my fingers gently along his back.
“For your forgiveness,” I look deeply into his eyes. I could lose myself in the beauty of them.
“I’m so grateful to you. You came for me. You believed in me…in us, even when I couldn’t,” I tell him, looking down, feeling a build of shameful tears over the events of that fateful morning.
“The way you left that morning…I thought I’d lost you.”
I smile weakly at him as he lifts my chin to meet his gaze.
“I would have done whatever it took to make you see reason. To make you understand just how much I…” flinching, he stops, closing his eyes. “How much I love you.”
There’s much to talk about but there’s nothing but the sound of our breaths as we reaffirm our love once again.
