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“I’ve been thinking of you from the moment I woke up,” Fenris said, his voice low and smoky.
As if he didn’t already have me crawling out of my skin with desire. After all, alone in the shower with him, it was easy to forget everything that’d brought us to this moment. The fear, the pain…I didn’t want to think about it. I didn’t want to worry about what was waiting for us in the next few weeks, months…
I took a breath and focused on the feeling of Fenris pressing his body against mine. He was several inches taller than me, but it never mattered when we were like this. Fenris felt twice my size, like he could shield me from the world. I couldn’t deny I enjoyed his shows of strength, either. I enjoyed Fenris lifting me onto his cock and driving into me, one hand leaving bruises on my waist, the other planted securely next to my head.
Apparently, this wasn’t going to be like the nights he scooped me up against the bedroom door or held me against a wall. I only had a moment to catch my breath before throwing my hands out, plastering them against the shower tile.
Fenris rumbled and turned me around, pressing his chest to my shoulder as he forced me against the wall. My nipples moved against the tile, and I couldn’t help but gasp at its coolness, the ceramic not yet as warm as the water or the steam. I felt dizzy already, yet the contrast produced such a heady rush ofsensation, I shivered.
He made his way down the back of my neck with his teeth, and my skin prickled as another groan escaped me. I inexplicably felt the urge to tip my head and bare my neck, but Fenris had already made his way down to my shoulder, sucking a mark into my skin as he placed his right hand over mine, tangling our fingers together. I whimpered, focusing on the feeling of teeth, then the sharp pain that was soothed moments later by tongue and lips.
His hands didn’t stay still for long. They began to trail down my sides, tracing my ribs and my stomach. He pinched a nipple before reaching down to palm my thighs, barely giving me a moment to catch my breath. I couldn’t help making a small yelp when he brushed his hand between my legs, teasing that sensitive bundle of nerves before sliding away, driving me just mad enough without offering any real satisfaction.
My knees trembled again, and I squirmed, only to realize the hard line of Fenris’s cock was grinding on my ass. Overcome, I leaned my head back and rested it against his shoulders. I didn’t care that water was hitting me in the face; I only wanted a kiss. I wanted to breathe him in and nothing else.
Fenris dipped down, happy to oblige as he leaned over me, his dark hair leaving little rivulets running down my cheek as I sighed and groaned. It felt like I couldn’t stop making these little noises. Despite being in the shower, I felt like a complete mess.
“I want to have you,” Fenris rumbled into my ear, and I swore I almost came from the sound of his voice alone.
“Please,” I whimpered, rolling my hips backward.
It was his turn to groan, all low and guttural.
He finally pulled me away from the wall. “Get on your hands and knees,” he growled.
I moaned once more, complying at once. The tile wasn’t exactly comfortable underneath my knees, but I didn’t care, not while Fenris rearranged himself behind me and grabbed my hips. He exhaled as he lined himself up, and I tried to spread my legs a little further, as much as the shower would allow, groaning as my pussy brushed against the head of his cock. My stomach clenched, and for a moment, I thought he might just leave me here with only a taste.
“Fenris—”
I was just about to beg him to get on with it when my own groan interrupted me. My mouth fell open as Fenris moved one hand to spread my lips, stroking with lazy fingers as he touched my clit, then my opening, with the head of his cock. He licked the shell of my ear and ground up on me lazily when I was practically writhing for it. Impatient, I wriggled back against his head, but Fenris snickered, dragging his hand away to hold my hips in place.
He seemed intent on taking his damn time.
I felt so wet—not just between my legs, but with the growing heat of the shower, too. Slick was on my thighs, spreading across the skin wherever Fenris’s fingers danced. With each touch, I felt a little more sensitive, and when Fenris held me tighter, I wanted to shout in desperation. His touch alone could set me on fire.
My head fell forward, pillowed on one of my arms. My hair fell in a dark veil around me as I tried to move back with Fenris’s weight on me. I felt so light-headed with want, I wondered if I would faint like some blushing bride. I gasped in a watery breath, but I couldn’t even remember how to ask Fenris for what I wanted, words were so far out of my reach.
All at once, Fenris dragged me up beside him, wrapping one arm around my waist to anchor me in place as he pressed the head of his cock into my entrance. I tried to spread my legs, and this time, he rubbed himself there, groaning as he realized how badly I needed this.
“You’re so wet,” he murmured, sounding pleased with himself.
I wished I had a smart remark, but I didn’t. Fenris kissed me instead as I arched back. “Please,” I whispered. “Fenris, please.”
Fenris didn’t need to be asked twice. Finally,finally, he thrust inside me, savoring the motion. My breath was punched out of me, and I had to bite my arm to prevent myself from wailing. My body felt like it both resisted and craved him, the pressure, pull, pain, and pleasure of it all almost enough to send me over the edge right then and there.
Fenris thrust a little deeper, each push a little stronger, giving into his carnal need. He leaned down, and I relished the feeling of his weight covering me.
I lost track of time as he rutted, feeling both like I was about to come in a matter of moments and that it was taking me hours to reach my peak. “Fenris!” I whimpered, my eyes flashing open.
He said nothing, just leaned forward to press his teeth into the meat of my shoulder.
I shrieked, surprised by the force of the orgasm that ripped through me like a lightning strike. I barely even registered Fenris’s groan as he quickly followed me over the edge, pressing his body into mine as I chanted his name over and over again in a filthy prayer to the god towering over me.
I exhaled, the breath almost knocked out of me as a realization struck: I was miles away from Florida or even Panama, but I’d finally found my way home.
We didn’t speak as we finished our shower. Once I was clean and dressed in the warmer clothes Keziah had offered me, we found our way to the guest bedroom. I sat on the bed, running my hands over the old quilt top as Fenris joined me.
I looked up, and as our eyes met, my cheeks suddenly flushed.
