Page 43 of No Rest For Wicked


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“And I always will.” Another truth that has me dying a million pitiful deaths until I’m nothing but a pile of bones and mush.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

“I love you too.” My response leaves me on a whispered plea.

Here, take my heart. I think it belonged to you all along. Hold it and keep it safe. Please don’t let it break.

A tear slips from my eye as his mouth slams to mine far more savagely than I ever thought Ezra could be, my connection to his sight breaking in the process, but I let it go.

“Say it again.” He demands, breaking the kiss and lifting me onto the counter in front of him.

“I love you.” He pulls at my towel, revealing my naked body as he spreads my legs and presses between them, ripping his own towel off.

“Say it again.” His ridiculously large cock stays poised at my entrance and I suck in a quick breath.

“I love you.Ezra!” His name leaves me on a scream as he slams into my body without preamble, my tight, unprepared channel preventing him from going all the way in. The burn of his entry quickly fades as his thumb circles my clit.

He starts moving slowly, letting me adjust to his size, unintelligible moans and grunts leaving my mouth as he makes his way deeper with every thrust. I grab onto his arms, my nails digging into his skin as I wrap my legs around his large waist as much as I can.

“Say it again. Don’t stop.” Ezra growls as he tightens his grip on my hips and adjusts his angle. The new spot he’s hitting has me seeing stars.

“I love you!” He thrusts harder and deeper.

“I love you!” His pace picks up and turns frantic.

“I love you!” My mind blanks as my release washes over me. I tumble into nothingness. I can’t hear. I can’t think. I just speak the words I never thought I’d say as an oath, over and over, as wave after wave of pleasure rockets through me. I come apart beneath his love, shattering into a billion pieces before being rebuilt stronger, newer, and better.

His cock grows impossibly harder as he follows me over the edge. We’re flying together. Writhing together. Loving together.

As nirvana starts to fade, the weight of my limbs and my physical form returns as I hold onto Ezra tighter than before, refusing to let go.

Because there’s no going back now.

I love him.

* * *

“Do you want to tell me what you were thinking about before that was so dangerous?” Ezra’s chest rumbles beneath my head with every word and I let out a little hum.

We’re now both laying in my bed, food forgotten on the counter, after another couple rounds of consummating my newest revelation. I know there’s still a long way to go between us, there’s still more to learn and understand about each other, but I don’t think my chest has ever felt so full before. Almost to the point of bursting, the warmth and stretch in my chest cavity is a surreal feeling. One I can’t find it in me to be afraid of anymore.

I trail my fingers over Ezra’s massive chest, learning and memorizing every ridge and dip of his skin as I consider his question. “I was planning a future.”

He grunts softly, his arm tightening around my waist and pulling me even closer to him. “What kind of future?”

“I imagined a giant house, with a shower and tub big enough for everyone. One with enough rooms that no one has to share–including Gizmo and Snitch. A future that included all of you.” I sigh softly as his hand skims over the bare skin of my back, the featherlight touch both lighting me up inside and calming me into a trance.

“What was so scary about that?” He hasn’t shut down his aura since he opened it after our shower and I tune into it now, his vibrations and present thoughts as confused as he sounds.

“It’s hard to explain.” I mumble noncommittally and, in the next second, I’m on my back with Ezra’s massive form poised over me.

“Try.” He presses gentle kisses to my neck, settling between my legs and pinning my hands over my head.

“Brick.” I practically whine out his nickname as another fire alights in my veins. I’m sore as shit down there, but that doesn’t mean I’ll back down from another go with him, feeling that closeness between us that I have a drive to solidify with our bodies.

Sex is…sex.

It’s fun, it’s natural, and it’s delicious.

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