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Chapter Twelve
“The iron tongue of midnight hath told twelve; lovers, to bed; ’tis almost fairy time.”
—Theseus, Act 5,A Midsummer Night’s Dream
It was the sweetest pain and the most tormenting pleasure.
Sai had never felt anything like this, as he watched the most intimate part of his body sink slowly, inch by hot, throbbing inch, into the soft depths of Brigid’s core.
She was so very tight and small. Yet slick and welcoming. Every part of her seemed to beckon him. Her soft belly, hips and thighs. Her silky, grasping, clenching insides. Pulling him ever deeper, sucking on his maleness the way her mouth had sucked on his tongue.
Unblinkingly, with all of his concentration, he watched the push and pull between their bodies. An involuntary, necessary joining he didn’t think he could stop even if he wanted to.
And he definitely didn’t want to stop.
He never wanted to stop. He’d been waiting his entire lonely existence for this.
The most intimate connection he could form with another being. The only one hechoseacross the whole universe.
It seemed he felt everything she felt as their flesh merged and embraced one another.
How her breath stuttered at the thick, hard, relentless invasion. How her blood pounded beneath her skin, making it hot, making her scent effervesce into the air he breathed.
Until he breathed only Brigid.
It hurt to pull him deeper inside. He tore something inside of her.
It hurt him too to be clenched so tightly, when his cock was already desperately aching and pulsing for relief.
The pleasure and the pressure were so terribly exquisite, his vision almost blacked out from the intensity.
Despite the pain he caused her, despite the torment of holding back his instincts to pound hard and deep and fast—Right. Fucking.Now—She was determined to take him all the way. Stubborn to have all of him. Every last inch of his rod. Every last beat of his heart.
He felt the same.
Nothing could stop him from taking her fully. The ocean waves that revived him earlier were nothing compared to this.
Thiswas where he belonged.
Shewas his home.
There would be no other for him. Not ever.
Brigid waslife.
At last, he could go no further, slotted within her to the hilt. The satiny, tight, wet heat of her squeezed him rhythmically as her body trembled from head to toe.
A dark flush spread from her core to every extremity, and a kittenish mewl rasped from her throat.
His own body shook in response, every muscle tensed and ready. He held back the beast within by sheer force of will, and he dropped his forehead to her shoulder and clenched his jaw.
Micro-scales broke out all across his skin, flipping over one way, then receding again. A fine sheen of sweat covered his entire body from the restraint he forced upon it.
He hurt her. He knew he did. He wouldn’t make it worse. But for the life of him, he couldn’t make himself pull away either.
He needed this closeness. This joining.
Even if he stayed still like this, simply buried inside of her, for the entire night, he would be content. He needed this more than the ocean, more than air.
