Page 85 of Forever My Saint


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My head is like a spring as I nod quickly.

Once he knows I’m okay with this change in pace, he encourages me to bounce on him, which has us both moaning each time he hits me deep. I catch on soon enough and begin to bounce. Up and down. Up and down.

“I said,” he continues, the corded veins in his thick neck straining as he allows me free rein of his body. “This is forever. I promise.”

His pledge is more than I could ever ask for and spurs me to move faster. “I love you,” I whimper, peering downward at where we’re connected. The sight is beyond words.

He reaches between us and begins to play with my clit. The visual, combined with the action and mixed with me bobbing wildly on his cock, has the bundle of nerves inside me coming undone. This is sensory overload because I don’t know what to focus on. It all feels so good.

“And I you,” he replies, reaching up and cupping the back of my neck. He drags me toward his lips where he kisses the ever-living fuck out of me.

Our tongues battle to be the alpha, but when he pulls, I push, and because of this, we both dominate the other. He suckles my bottom lip, moaning when I bite his.

He pistons his hips, stroking over every inch of me while I surrender to this carnality. Our breaths are heavy, laden with absolute obsession for the other. We would die to protect the other because without each other, we don’t exist.

He is my heart. My soul. “I can’t wait to spend forever with you,” I whisper against his lips.

“Me too, a????.”

The promise is too much, and something savage possesses me. I move with frantic swiftness, clenching my muscles and riding him wildly. I arch backward, the angle deepening the penetration as I rest my hand against his thigh for balance. He fondles my breasts, then slides his hand up to cup the base of my throat. He squeezes softly, coaxing me to tip my head back farther.

I ride him hard and fast while he holds my throat, and the imagery sends me over the edge. He isn’t choking me, by any means, but the fact I am breathless and my heart is thrashing wildly have me gulping in air before I pass out.

When he tightens his hold, I trust him completely and continue to ride him without pause. Truth be told, when I gasp for air, something shatters inside me, and I feel like I’m going to come. He instantly releases his grip and strokes along the column of my neck to make sure he didn’t hurt me.

But he didn’t.

This kinky play is hot and dominant which seems fitting as we both take and give. We’re on an equal playing field because no one is master or submissive. This is about our mutual gratification.

I spring back forward, biting my lip when I watch him beneath me, cheeks flushed, hair unruly, and a look of feral possession owning him. I want to eat him alive. Unable to help myself, I touch his scar, the one inflicted by Astra’s bullet.

He flinches slightly, but when I attempt to pull away, he grips my wrist. He wants me to touch it so I no longer look at it with regret. He wants me to know it wasn’t my fault. “I can’t believe I almost lost you,” I whisper, thinking of the many hardships we’ve faced.

“I’m here now.” And he is.

This is all that matters because we’ve survived. And I plan on living every day of my life to the fullest.

Saint’s mounting breaths hint he’s almost reached the pinnacle, but so have I because this is suddenly too much. My body writhes and shudders. I am spent. But I want to see him come first.

Pain gets us both off, so I tug at his nipple piercing and bite down over his thrashing pulse as I milk his dick. An unruly moan pushes past his parted lips, and his body tightens before he comes with a fucking sexy deep grunt.

Feeling him constrict and twine around my body is all that it takes, and with one last pump of my hips, I follow him into the abyss. My body shudders, and I am sweltering from head to toe, but I ride the wave, unable to stop the elated moans that burst from me.

It feels like minutes, but once I come down, I collapse onto Saint’s chest, smiling when I feel his heart beating frantically under mine. I am sticky and spent, but this is absolute perfection because I have never felt more at peace than I do right now.

Saint wraps the fur throw around us, running his fingers up and down my back while he kisses my temple. We bask in the afterglow because that wasn’t making love or merely having sex. That was ownership and possession of the other because our love runs on an almost infatuated level.

I can’t live without him, and it seems he can’t live without me.

Nothing makes sense without Saint, but his promise assures me I’ll never have to be without him again. With that as my final thought, I close my eyes and sleep soundly as this is the first day in our forever.

IT’S STILL DARKout when I wake, but that’s okay because I can’t deal with the harsh light of day just yet. Saint is sleeping soundly beside me with his arm draped over my chest. Even when asleep, he can’t help but protect me.

I take a moment to look at him as the hue from the crackling fire paints his body in warm tones of orange and yellow. Today is the day which changes everything. Yes, each moment that led to this day has been unpredictable, but this is the first time I am truly clueless to what comes next.

It’s hard to believe it’s as simple as boarding a plane and going back home, but it is. We’ve all made our decisions about what happens from here on out, Alek included. I wonder if anything feels different with him, knowing what he does.

I wonder if his morning cup of coffee tastes any sweeter? Or if the first light of day will appear brighter? Everything that was once taken for granted now seems like the most precious thing in the world because it’s the last time he will ever experience them again.

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