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Above her, Zeph kept her pinned under his gaze and under his hold as he chased his own bliss. Thick words of Greek poured from him, his colour rising as the tempo intensified.
‘You were worth the wait,eros mou.’
And with that, he threw his head back and roared his release, the sensation so incredible, it triggered a fresh climax in her.
Together they shattered again and again until they were boneless, consisting only of jagged breaths and sweaty skin. Somehow, they made it onto the centre of the bed. She curled her arms around a pillow as Zeph strode to the bathroom to dispose of the condom. She was drifting off by the time he returned.
‘We need to shower,’ she slurred.
‘In a while. Come here.’ He pulled her in his arms and Imogen gave up and let herself melt into him.
He had bargained his way into the most sublime experience of his life.
When it became clear that growled commands and charmed proximity weren’t going to work, Zeph had decided on the next best options. Retreat. Patience.
As much as it had tortured him to keep his hands off her, he had had the opportunity to learn new things about his wife. Impressive things.
And heaven help him if that hadn’t made her even more alluring to him. He hadn’t lied when he had said the past few weeks had been torture. And now, with sweat still slicking his body and hers, he should’ve felt the satisfaction of conquest. The satiation of his hunger.
He felt neither of those things.
All he felt was the clamour for more.
More of everything.
That hollowness within him that had been part of him for the past ten months was still as empty now as it was the morning Imogen had found him. But this time, he suspected he knew the answer to this peculiar hunger. Or was he merely clutching at straws?
Was he accepting what was right in front of him as the only option? Did he truly fear what else was out there?
No. He didn’t. What he feared, though, was that this ache might never ease.
His hands tightened on her when she squirmed in her sleep. And just like that, his need rose again. Perhaps not even for sex.
I’m never going to let her go.
Stronger, more determined, those words filled his head until he half wished for the distraction of one of his headaches. He snorted under his breath. Even that had been taken care of by the woman in his arms.
Was that why he was overblowing her position in his life?
Questions teemed until he let out a low growl of frustration.
They were heading to Lake Como. After his party, they would return to Athens. Perhaps back in the real world, this reliance on Imogen would dissipate.
And if it doesn’t?
He pushed the voice away, dropped a kiss on her temple and permitted sleep to lure him away too.
‘You owe me a pleasuring,eros mou,’ he rasped in her ear, right before his teeth nipped her lobe.
Imogen met his gaze over her shoulder, her breath emerging in tiny gasps. She’d woken ten minutes ago and attempted to sneak off to take a shower. She hadn’t been surprised when Zeph had followed less than a minute later. ‘And you want to collect now?’
‘Oh, yes. I can’t think of a better time than now.’
Sheer decadent delight pulsed through her as she turned and slowly sank onto her knees. The sight she made must have thrilled him because his manhood surged up from half-mast to full, his lips parting as his dark eyes sizzled on her.
Slowly, she dragged her hands up over his calves, over thickly muscled thighs that bunched and flexed under her touch. By the time she reached the shaft jutting proudly from its silky nest, they were both panting.
Just like before, Zeph watched her every move, his head bent and hands braced on the marble wall.
