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“Do you feel that?”he asked me as he lightly slid a finger into uncharted territory.
“Of course,”I hissed back, my hips jerking slightly of their own accord.
“Not my fingers, Mariah; the way your body responds to mine. The way you arch against me, with just a simple touch. The way my cock throbs for you, and only you. I don’t give a fuck about any other women—I care about you, and your happiness, and what makes you feel good. Your strength is different than theirs, but it’s still strength. And frankly, I find your soft, kind humanness far more appealing than any amount of fae muscles.”
My face warmed, but my body relaxed.
At least, as much as it could with him still stretching my back entrance the way he was, while his erection throbbed inside me.
“Thank you.”
“I find it ironic that you’re thanking me for wanting to fuck you, Mariah.”
I snorted, and he gave me a soft, rumbly chuckle.
“Get used to it,”I teased him.“Because I’m not going anywhere.”I rocked my hips slowly, dragging him in and out of me, and earned a low growl.
“Even if you did,”he said, hauling himself to a seated position and dragging me up with him. My fingers dug into his shoulders at the sudden change in sensation, and I struggled to keep breathing.“I would follow you.”
“I know you would.”
His pleasure hit me through our bond when I said that—and it hit hard.
It meant a lot to him that I knew he would follow me. That I trusted him to protect me.
“Say the words again, love,”he growled, sliding me up and down his cock slowly; blissfully yet excruciatingly slowly.
“I’m yours,”I murmured.
His breath hitched, and his thumb dragged over my clit.“And?”
“And you’re mine.”
We stopped talking, then, and the pleasureconsumedus.
It was absolutely perfect.
And when I finally fell asleep against Ervo’s chest in the early hours of the morning, I knew without a shadow of doubt that I had finally startedliving.
Fifteen
Ervo
My fingers stroked her hair.
Her shoulders.
Her throat.
Her spine.
The curve of her ass.
The perfect thickness of her thighs.
The patch of curls over her core.
She slept like a rock after hours spent lost in each other’s bodies, and yet I wasn’t tired.
