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Prologue
She knew she was dreaming, but she didn’t care, because in the dream, he was there.
In her bed.
In her arms.
Lyon.
She was stretched out under the fortress of his body, caged by his formidable biceps. It was like being enveloped in an ageless mountain, high above the clouds, the rest of the world far, far away.
Except for the waves. She could hear them beating against the base of the cliff.
Lyon gazed down at her, his eyes adoring, and slid his hands into the hair at the back of her head. He dipped his head to her neck, trailing kisses to her ear, murmuring her name like a prayer.
“Kira…”His voice was so real, so immediate. She could feel the whisper of it against the tender skin behind her ear.
He kissed his way across her jaw, and she let her hands travel over his back, feeling the flex of his muscles under her fingertips as he held himself over her. His cock was rigid against her thigh. She felt the throb of it in the pulse of her own sex, her core slick with desire.
He left reverent kisses on her cheeks, her closed eyelids, the corners of her mouth.
“I love you,”he murmured against her lips.“I love you.”
He’d never said it, but she’d felt it.
Hadn’t she?
From him? For him?
“I love you too… I love you too…”She should have said it when she had the chance.
It was a wisp of a thought. She let it slip through her hand, wanting to sink deeper into the dream.
She’d been so alone.
He kissed her, gently at first, his lips moving against hers in a familiar dance that sparked her body to life, that made her wet and ready for him. A hungry maw had opened up at the center of her body, a crevasse as deep and wide as a canyon that could only be filled by him.
She reached for his hard shaft and wrapped it in her hand, felt the vibration of his groan travel from his sculpted chest through her own.
She pressed her thighs together, sought friction, release.
It had been so long.
The kiss grew hungrier. That’s how it had been with them since the beginning. They’d tried to keep their distance, had tried to let reason prevail, but it hadn’t worked. She’d been drawn to him like a meteor burning through the atmosphere, pulled by the irrefutable force of gravity.
Burning, burning.
Lyon groaned into her mouth, angling his head to take the kiss deeper. His tongue was hungry, and she stroked his shaft, felt the skin stretch tighter, grow hotter in her palm. She rubbed her thumb on the slick tip of his swollen crown and his cock bucked in her hand.
“Let me in,”he murmured, wedging a knee between her thighs.
She opened her legs, tangled her fingers in his hair, sighed into his mouth as he settled against her heat. The head of his cock pressed against her opening and another rush of wetness flooded her sex.
She was already close.
“Please,”she gasped.
Did she say it out loud? Was she still dreaming?
