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And that was it.
The first splash of his orgasm. The final link of our physical forms unravelled the coil of tightness inside me.
It unspooled, caught fire, and ricocheted outward in waves of blinding pleasure.
On and on, over and over.
My body fisted around him; he growled in pain.
We didn’t stop straining against each other, bruising each other, clawing at each other. My release wrung me dry, and by the time the magic in my blood faded and I opened my eyes, Aslan filled my entire world.
God, he’s beautiful.
And here.
Alive.
Dark hair, dark eyes, dark soul...but a glowing heart.
A heart that had been hurt and tortured.
A heart that carried as many cuts and wounds as mine.
I’d felt him.
I’d heard him.
But now...he was home.
* * * * *
“Are you hungry?” I whispered, checking my phone on my bedside table.
One a.m.
I skimmed the text from Teddy that’d come in a few hours ago.
Teddy: I don’t know how this has happened or how he’s here, but I now officially believe in miracles. I always knew you were special. I’ve often joked you’re psychic, but...it’s true. I know that without a shadow of a doubt. You never let go of him, and he never let go of you. Enjoy your miracle, Nee. Don’t worry about Ayla. Eddie and I have her covered. She won’t shut up about the man with her daddy’s name, so be prepared for that whirlwind when you finally step out of your bedroom.
I smiled and switched off the screen.
“What’s amusing?” Aslan asked, welcoming me back into his protective embrace. We hadn’t left my bed. I couldn’t stop touching him, kissing him, doing my best to ignore the silly fear that the moment I stepped foot out of my room, this would all pop and disappear.
Snuggling deeper into his arms, I smelled sex on his skin and shivered for a fourth round. Three times he’d taken me in mind-blowing missionary. He’d never withdrawn from our first release—just like many times in our past—and our second love-making had been slow and fierce, borderline torturous as we rocked and ground against each other, doing our best to become one.
We’d dozed a little after that, and I’d woken as he reached for me, sliding me beneath him and kissing me deep, trying to keep me silent as he pushed inside me, then drilled me hard and fast into my bed.
I’d never been in such a sated, post-sex glow, but...something niggled me. A tiny worry because he still hadn’t taken his trousers off. He hadn’t tried to take me in another position.
Why?
What did Cem do to him?
And am I strong enough to find out?
I caught his stunning stare, doing my best to swallow my concerns. “Teddy says Ayla has many questions about you, and we should be prepared.”
He smiled softly. “I never imagined I’d be a father or that it would hit me right in the chest. I don’t even know her, but I love her.” He nuzzled into my neck. “Onu seviyorum, ama... seni daha çok seviyorum. Eminim bunu itiraf etmem beni bir canavar yapar ama hiç kimse sana olan sevgimin yanina bile yaklasamaz.” (I love her, but...I love you more. I’m sure this makes me a monster to admit, but no one will ever come close to how much I adore you).
