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My belly went tight. I felt the electricity fire through my veins.

“Do you remember that, sweet Eve?”

“Yes.”

My body rippled and quivered around him.

Everything crashed and burned and exploded inside me. My pussy clenched around him. My body spasmed and shook. Wave after wave rolled over me. The muscles and veins in his throat rippled with power as his orgasm came with a groan.

Still inside me, still stretching me, still filling and owning me, he brushed a lock of hair from my face. “How are you so fucking perfect for me?”

The corner of my mouth quirked. “I guess that was part of the plan.”

26

Roman

Three months later…

The sky changed from bright blue to swirls of pink and orange as the sun began to set behind the mountains. The scent of freshly dug earth surrounded me as I drove my shovel into the ground, using it as a prop to hold my weight.

“That’s it. That’s the last pipe,” Ezekiel said as he stood up and wiped his hands on the front of his pants.

Joseph let his shovel fall to the ground, then wiped the sweat from his brow with the front of his hand.

I took a deep breath and looked out over the garlic fields. After the threat of fire from the familiars, we’d spent the last three months installing a system of pipes that flowed from the stream. When uncapped, these pipes would work as sprinklers around the entire border of our community.

“I hope those motherfuckers are watching,” Isaiah said. “You see that?” he yelled into the open air. “You can’t fuck with us.”

I grinned at my brothers and Joseph and Silas. “I told you. We will always win.”

The wind kicked up and the sky grew darker. A storm was coming. I smelled it in the air.

I pulled my shovel from the ground. “Let’s get home before the bottom falls out.”

Isaiah laughed. “You mean so you can knock the bottom out of Eve’s—”

“Don’t even fucking say it.”

Every day while we worked, they told their jokes and talked their shit. I didn’t care. For three years, I’d been a shell of a man. Ezekiel even told me I looked happy now.

So much had changed in such a short amount of time. I didn’t dwell on the mistakes of my past. I no longer punished myself for things I couldn’t control.

Eve had asked me to let her be my second chance, but everything with her felt like a first. She didn’t try to fit my broken pieces back together. She liked the edges rough. Yet she encouraged me to be kinder, at least to myself. She taught me forgiveness. She made me believe that every choice, every tragedy, every hardship had led us right to this moment. In the middle of hell on Earth, we found heaven.

We’d fallen into a regular routine. In the morning, we had breakfast and coffee. Then, she was learning to work the looms with some of the older women while I helped with maintenance and farming.

We took turns cooking, then we read by the fireplace. Then, I fucked her until tears stained her pretty face.

Tonight was her night to cook.

She stood at the kitchen sink, rinsing vegetables for dinner. She wore a white cotton dress that she’d made for herself. Her hair was pulled up into a pile on top of her head. A few rebellious pieces fell down the back of her neck.

Fuck, she was beautiful. Almost angelic.And mine.

I snaked my arms around her waist and leaned in to growl in her ear. She scrunched her shoulders when my beard tickled the side of her neck. God, her smell was intoxicating. Sweet like honeysuckles.

“I’ve been thinking…”

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