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My body feels like jelly, my legs shake, and I shiver a bit as he slowly pulls out. That is the strangest feeling. He rolls onto his back and pulls me onto his still heaving chest.

Masen’s hands caress every inch of my body they can reach while our heartbeats slow. “I can’t tell you how much it means to me knowing I’m the only man that will ever touch you, taste you. I’m the only one that gets to hear every sound you make when I’m touching you, feel the way your body responds to mine when I’m inside you,” he nuzzles my hair, “I have never experienced anything close to what it feels like to make love to you, baby. Thank you for being mine and only mine.”

I’m a little emotional right now. My heart soars with every word he says, but I still cry a few tears. I swat his chest. “That was the sweetest thing ever.” My voice cracks. “I’m so happy I found you, Masen. I didn’t even realize how sad I was before. Even arguing with you is better than always being alone,” I say honestly. “That doesn’t mean you can keep getting yourself in trouble, but for the first time, I’m truly excited for the future. So, thank you, Big Guy, for being you.”

Masen hauls me up so my face is even with his and kisses me gently, reverently. When he pulls away, I open my eyes to find a sweet smile plastered on his face. “I need to clean you up, Little One,” he says then gives me a big squeeze before going into the bathroom.

When he returns, he has a warm washcloth. He uncovers me and starts cleaning between my legs. As he gets higher, I close my thighs around his hand. “Masen,” I admonish. “What are you doing?” My face is lit like a fire engine. After what we just shared, I’m still embarrassed.

His hand stills and his eyes meet mine. “I like you smelling like me, baby, but this time, I need to clean you up a bit, yeah?”

Oh goodness, now I understand. I’m still embarrassed. “I can do that. Please.”

“Uh-uh… MINE,” he says, his voice is low and deep, telling me he’s very serious about his task. “Open.” I look away for a moment and do what he asks. As his gentle fingers clean me, I look back and watch him. He’s fully engrossed, watching the cloth on my body. The way he’s sitting, I can see him grow hard again. He bites his bottom lip then slowly licks his top. Bringing his hand without the towel up to his mouth, he licks the underside of his thumb then circles it around my clit. Holy hell, watching his reaction to me is so arousing. It’s like he can’t help himself. He throws the soiled cloth on the floor.

“It’s never gonna be enough,” he says. I think he’s talking to himself more than me. “Gotta wait, my baby’s sore.” Now, I know he’s talking to himself. Does he even realize he’s talking out loud? He grunts when my hips roll forward. He looks up at me, his eyes hooded, need clear on his face.

“It’s okay, Masen, I’m okay. I want you to love me.”

His eyes close, and he shakes his head no. “I’m sorry, Little One. I don’t think I’ll ever get enough, but you need to rest and relax. I’ll run you a bath in a bit.” His hands still and fall away as he talks. He lays down on his back and cuddles me close, inhaling my hair.

I feel the loss of his hands immediately as I cling to him. Truthfully, I am a little sore, but we heal fast. I’m not in any pain. I take matters into my own hands, literally. His breathing falters when I wrap my hand around him, squeezing gently. “What if I still need you, Masen?”

His chest rumbles, almost like a purr as I work my hand up and down. “Yeah?” he questions. His response to me touching him excites me. I rub my legs together and squeeze. I’m still so sensitive it sends a wave of pleasure through me, and I moan in response. Squeezing him a little more, as he sucks in a breath through his teeth.

I crawl over him, straddling his thighs while I lower to my knees. I can feel his long cock all along my slit. My head falls back, and I rock against him. Masen grabs my hips, squeezing so hard I might bruise before releasing to a gentler hold. “Careful, Little One, I don’t want to hurt you,” he grates.

Not paying attention to his warning at all, I lift up and grab his cock trying to fit him inside me. I can’t. He’s too long, there’s not enough space between us. I huff in frustration. His hands still clenched at my hips. With my hand still around him, I lean forward pressing his cock up between our bodies. I whisper in his ear, “Lift me up, Masen. I need to feel you filling me.”

His neck arches back and my tongue follows the line, feeling his short soft stubble on my lips as I lick and kiss his jaw. His head shakes, but his hands lift me up, giving me what I asked for. I line the tip of his cock up to my opening and slowly sink down. He goes much deeper this way, but I can control that being in this position. He groans, “so tight, ah God, so tight.” He hisses as I sink down as far as I can go then raise up. His hands move up to my nipples, and I relax onto him even more.

Moving slowly, I clench around him, squeezing my muscles when I rise. His hips lift, rocking deeper. He reaches down in between our bodies and pinches my clit. He sits forward, bringing our chests together, and his hand cups my butt, pulling me against him harder. With him controlling my movements now, I just grind on him. My clit hits the base of him with every thrust up he makes. “So close, Masen. You feel so good,” I pant. He speeds up and thrusts harder as I start to come. My head falls to his shoulder, and I bite him through a scream Marking him as mine while he makes love to me.

Masen throws his head back and roars as my fangs pierce his shoulder. He pushes forward, rolling me onto my back. He slams into me hard and fast, my teeth still locked on his shoulder. I climax again when he bites my shoulder, Marking me while he spills into me. I pull away from his shoulder and scream as he sinks his teeth and cock into me. “Oh God, oh Masen,” I moan.

“MINE!” He growls as he licks my shoulder stopping what little blood would have escaped.

If I thought I was Jell-O before, now, I’m water, completely liquid. As he rolls to his back bringing me with him, I sigh and close my eyes. I’m spent, falling asleep before Masen’s breathing slows. Just when I’m about out, I hear, “I love you, Sophia. I know it’s soon, but I can’t imagine living without you. I love you,” he whispers sincerely.

“Masen, I’ve loved you for five years,” I mumble then fall asleep immediately.

CHAPTER17

Iwake before Masen. The sun starting to rise lights the dim room, displaying his ruggedly handsome face. I stretch and feel muscles I didn’t know I had complain of overuse. I smile when I remember just how those muscles got sore. My finger traces his dark eyebrow before running along his soft lips. Not wanting to wake him, I slide off his chest and head to the bathroom.

I’m a little tender between my legs when I wipe so I decide the bath Masen mentioned last night sounds good. I run the water as hot as I can stand and sink in before the massive tub is even half full. Knowing I’ll shower and wash my hair when I get out, I just soak, floating my toes and arms to the top above the water and relax. When my fingers prune, I drain the water and brush out my long hair that’s tangled into knots. Before I turn on the shower, Masen is behind me looking down at me.

“Mornin’, baby. You already had a bath?” His voice deep and thick from sleep.

“Yes, I’m just about to shower,” I answer, looking over my shoulder.

He walks around me, coming to my front, and folds me in his arms. “You’re so warm. Your skin’s all pink and damp. I think you need to get a little dirty before that shower?” He cups my butt, rubbing me against him.

I squint my eyes closed even though he can’t see my face. “I’m a little tender, you know. So, maybe later,” I eke out, embarrassed.

“You’re so cute. Last night, you were demanding to ride my cock, and this morning, you’re embarrassed to talk about being sore.” His low chuckle heats my belly. I love that sound.

“Shut up, you big meanie. Quit making fun of me.” I pinch his side.

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