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“Ilarion—”
“Listen to me. I’m going to kiss you until you stop thinking. I’m going to touch you until you stop worrying. I’m going to do whatever it takes to make you forget everything and everyone else inside that pretty, stubborn, messed-up head of yours—until there’s no one left but you and me.”
“But—”
“No,” he growls, grabbing my face and pulling it to his. He doesn’t kiss me, though. His lashes flutter against my cheek as he draws his lips from my jaw up to my ear. “For right now, you’re mine. And mine alone.”
His voice is deep and gravelly, his tone all possession and power. There’s so much that he has that I lack. His strength, his constancy… He’s so solid and I feel like I’m barely even tethered to the earth anymore. I want so badly to anchor myself to him, just enough to get me through the here and now of all the tides of grief crashing down over me again and again.
“It’s selfish…”
“Is it selfish to be honest about what you want?” he demands, his voice silky with resolve. “Because I’ve been lying to myself since I met you. And it’s exhausting.”
“Lying to yourself?”
He doesn’t so much as blink. “You know this, Taylor. You’ve known it from the start.” He strokes my cheek again. I shudder beneath his touch. “This isn’t just about the child we’re having together. With or without that baby, we’d still be right here.”
“Don’t say that.”
“I’ll say that and more,” he snarls.
“Ilarion—”
“You’re mine. You were mine from the beginning. In a way that Celine never was, never will be, never can be. You know that, don’t you?” He looms closer. His face is all I can see. Pure and terrifying and beautiful. “You know you’re mine. And I want to hear you say it.”
I close my eyes, but not before another tear breaks loose. “I’m… I’m…”
“Louder.”
“I’m yours.”
He nods. “Good. Don’t you ever forget it.”
Then, finally, his lips press to mine. He steals my breath away as though he’s going to replace it with his. I fall back against the soft grass and he engulfs me.
He trails kisses down my throat while his fingers undo the buttons of my dress. I gasp and groan softly as my vision of the trees spreading above us blurs into paintbrush strokes of green and black. In the distance, the very last of the sun winks out.
I hiss when Ilarion peels down my shoulder straps and cold air peaks my painfully hard nipples. He’s on it in an instant, suckling with his hot mouth while he palms the other breast.
Sliding further down my body, he hikes up my dress until it’s bunched up around my hips. I hiss again.
He straightens up just long enough to meet my eyes. The hunger in his face frightens me for a moment.
Mostly because it’s a reminder that there’s no going back. Not for either of us.
And I don’t think I want to.
That frightens me even more.
He pulls my panties down my legs and tosses them aside. He teases a kiss on my left ankle, then works his way up my leg until his tongue passes delicately over my aching center.
His hands are strong and firm on my hips as he parts me with his lips and laps up my desire.
I’m seeing stars. Cheesy as that sounds, there’s no other way to describe the explosions of pleasure blinding my vision as he swirls his tongue around and flicks my clit between firm pulls of his soft lips. He laps and sucks and nips until I’m gripping his hair at the roots and shuddering through an orgasm that takes a piece of my soul with it.
When I finally stop writhing, he rises up over me, blocking the sky and trees from view. I cup his face with my hands and pull him down onto me. I kiss him desperately, the way that I’ve never dared dream I could ever kiss him again.
I wrap my legs around his waist and he gathers me into his arms to pull me up onto his lap. His cock slides inside me as easily and as naturally as if I were made for him. He grips my ass as I ride him, hard and urgent, hungry and needy, forever and ever.
