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“Too… much,” she whispered.
“Never,” I bit out. “It will never be too much. You will take everything I have to give you, Vivian. And then some.”
A long, breathy gasp issued from her lungs and she writhed against my chest. Her foot slipped from the wall and I hiked it up again, pressing her hot body into the cool window. We were way up high in the tower, but if anyone walking into Caspian House at that moment looked up, they could have seen us. I knew Vivian would have realised that. It was yet another side of her I relished watching her explore. Of course, if anyone did actually see my butterfly naked, I would kill them.
“Rupert, “I’m going to come,” she spluttered.
I shoved myself deep, increasing the friction. I loved coming at the same time as Vivian. Her tremors pulled my cock into the very core of her, throbbing around me, creating friction that no amount of hard, rough fucking could achieve. It was magical, and I craved it.
“I can feel you tighten, baby. Just… one… more… second.”
I leaned back so I could see her reflection in the window. It also allowed to angle my cock deeper. I pressed her into the window and heard her gasp. She was right on the cusp.
“Oh God, that’s it,” I groaned. “Make me come, gorgeous.”
“Oh!”
She clenched around me and the first roll of semen shot up my cock. I squeezed her hips tightly and stilled, relishing the tight, rhythmic pressure her vaginal walls pressed around my length. I closed my eyes and tasted it.
Her fingers rubbed over the clit, sending more convulsions through her centre. I shot more semen, holding her firmly in my grip.
“Keep it going, baby,” I moaned, allowing my cock to sink deeper as her tremors pulled me in. My eyes rolled back behind my closed lids and my ears swallowed the sound of her delirious cries.
Please don’t end, please don’t end.
The pressure was too much and I pulled back a few inches then drove into her hard, releasing whatever cum remained, draining my balls and every ounce of energy I had left. I dropped her leg and we both fell panting against the window, the view beyond it obliterated by the steam from our lungs.
I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t imagine anything more holy than what I just felt.
After several minutes passed, I turned her ragged form to face me. Her eyes were half-lidded and her hair damp with sweat and condensation. I lifted her and carried her to my bed, then pulled the heavy covers over her. He eyelids closed fully as I skittered kisses across her skin, worshiping her like the goddess she was. Not because Aro had told me to, but because she was now mine, and no one could ever take her away.
Vivian
“It feels different,” I said, tightening my hold on Rupert’s hand. Blackcap Hall was uncharacteristically quiet.
“Hector will have sent everyone home,” Rupert replied. “Word will have spread about the lab fire; it’s understandable we might want some time as a family to regroup and figure out what to do next.”
“Will people know about Ossian?” I whispered, though it seemed no one was around to hear.
“No. Not unless they’ve trespassed onto our land and braved the burning building. Besides, we always wait for the Consortium to make an announcement whenever something of this magnitude happens or a member of the Consortium dies. It’s tradition.” Minty’s running shoes were starting to rub my feet but I kept up with Rupert as he paced the corridors quickly. “In this case, the island will be waiting for Sinclair to make an announcement.”
I arched a brow. “They’ll be waiting forever.”
Rupert murmured in agreement.
“So, where are we heading now?” I asked as we passed the drawing room.
“We have a private family dining room. We’ll meet Hector there, and Aro. Possibly Dax, although he might still be with the baby.”
I gripped Rupert’s arm, stopping him in his tracks. “Baby?”
His eyes sparkled when they rested on me. “Rose gave birth last night. A girl. Both healthy.”
I gasped and gripped Rupert’s arm harder. “That’s amazing news. Finally, something good amidst all this awfulness.”
He looked at me intently and took my chin between his thumb and forefinger. “It is amazing,” he said, dryly.
The seriousness of his expression took my breath away and I stood self-consciously as he studied me. Then, as if he hadn’t just been assessing me like a rare painting, he whipped his hand back and turned down the corridor.
