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All of those visits, and he had to stay silent.
“You have no clue what you mean to me.” Him. His hawk. Telling them apart didn’t matter anymore. They were the same.
His hands froze, wrapped around the back of my neck.
I stared up at him, waiting for him to respond.
“I think I have an idea.” He leaned down, closing the distance between us until our lips were pressed together.
I inhaled as I leaned into him and slid my hands over his shoulders.
This was different from any kiss before. This felt right. Like a piece of myself had been missing until this moment. There’d been a hole before him.
I clung to him as he deepened the kiss, moving his full lips over mine. I let out a tiny breath, and he took the chance to slip his tongue in and fill me with his heat.
I mirrored his movements, challenging him, not wanting this to stop.
Everything about this was too much. Too fast. Too good. Too close. Too slow. A sensory overload as I warred with myself.
I had no reason to hold back. He was mine, and I was his.
But we’d only known each other for two days.
No. Our whole lives. This was just the next chapter.
His fingers tugged at my hair, pushing it away so he had access to my neck, next to the mark.
“I’m so grateful for this.” He kissed a line from my jaw to the spot that displayed our bond.
I groaned as he kissed and sucked and soothed the skin.
Worshiped.
That’s how I felt. He cradled me like I was precious and moved so tenderly. He never pushed for more than I was willing to give. He knew. He knew me. My heart. My past. I told him about my first kiss. The first time a guy went too far.
There were no secrets between us. At least, I didn’t have any.
He knew all of me, and now I wanted the same. But that could wait because right now, I wanted him.
We endedup on the rug in front of the fireplace, laying in each other’s arms. I used his chest as a pillow while he brushed my hair back with his fingers with the most mesmerizing strokes. I wanted to fall asleep and dream of this for hours, but he wouldn’t let me. This was our time to catch up. He didn’t like being a latecomer, but no matter what I said, I couldn’t convince him he wasn’t that far behind the others.
“You’re not asking very good questions. You’ve got to dig deeper.”
I giggled. “What’s wrong with wanting to know your favorite color?”
“Because it’s shallow. It’s not what a relationship is built on.”
“Well, it’s good for me to know. Otherwise, I’ll pick all blue when you really like red.”
“Fine, my favorite food is my mom’s chili. I restored a motorcycle with my pa, and that’s my favorite thing in the world. I want to bring it here eventually. I like superhero movies, but a good sports story is my favorite. My biggest fault is my anger. I tend to react quickly, but I’ve been working on that.”
I wasn’t expecting that from him. He’d been nothing but calm so far.
“My biggest fear is losing you. Again.”
He kissed the top of my head, and I snuggled further into him. “I don’t think that will happen.”
“I hope not.”
