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“Lucas,” I breathed. He slowed to a stop, but I reached up and took his face in my hands. “I want all of you. Don’t hold back.”
For a breath, he studied my face, and then his mouth came down on mine. Hard. The careful control he’d shown cracked, and everything was unleashed. He matched every driving thrust with a brush of his lips. His tongue.
Each time he drove into me, that shining spark of light got a little brighter. Sharper. Pleasure built until I gasped for breath. We both were.
Lucas pulled my legs up, wrapping them around his hips so he could plunge deeper. Harder. He buried himself inside me again and again, fractured light shining behind my eyes.
I panted for breath, hanging on to that shining flame of pleasure, holding it back and making it last.
“Don’t you dare hold back either,” he said with a groan.
But I did. The building pleasure was a golden light painting my skin, and I wanted to bathe in it. Drown in it. I never wanted this moment to end.
I held back until the last possible moment, kissing Lucas as hard as I dared, wrapping myself around him until I wasn’t sure where we began or ended. Harder. Faster. And when I couldn’t hold back for one more second, pleasure shattered through me like thunder.
My voice was lost in his kiss, ripped out of me by sheer force. Nothing but silvery ecstasy traced down my limbs, a sharp edge plunging deep because he didn’t stop. I was carried on the wave of bliss, wave after wave of light shining behind my eyes.
Lucas drove into me, rhythm going erratic as he plunged deep again. And again. And a third time, burying himself to the hilt and holding himself there, shuddering with his own pleasure.
We hung in the moment together. For the moment, there really was nothing else but him and me, together. I would always remember these seconds and how long they seemed to last.
Our breaths were ragged in the dark, shared between us as we came to stillness. Peace and exhaustion seeped through me, and I laughed.
Lucas smirked. “You know most men might be worried if a woman laughed after that.”
I shook my head. “No, it’s just that... I feel peaceful. Calm. And after that, it seemed funny.”
He laughed too. A dark caress that whispered over my skin. “Don’t go anywhere,” he murmured, pulling away and stepping into the adjoining bathroom. In moments he was with me again, easing us both under the blankets and pulling me into his chest. I was wrapped up in his warmth.
My eyes closed, pleasant darkness sweeping in. I would be asleep soon, but I didn’t want to be. If I slept, we would have to go back to the real world. It wouldn’t just be the two of us in this room, and I wanted the refuge that we’d created here.
Lucas pressed a kiss to my hair, lifted it off my neck so he could kiss me there too. His hands, where they wrapped around me, stroked down my back. Where the worst of the scars were. I could feel the ridges under his fingers. I pressed my head closer to his chest, not wanting to think about it.
“You’re okay,” he breathed to me. “You’re okay.”
“I am, I just—” I sighed. “I don’t want to always think about it.”
He rolled onto his back and took me with him so I was draped over his chest. His heart beat steadily under my ear. “You won’t always.”
“How do you know?”
A slow stroke of his hand down the marred skin again. “Because it’s the first time you’ve let anyone touch them. It will fade more when you’re used to it.”
“Maybe.”
“I’m sure of it,” he whispered. “And I’ll gladly volunteer to be the person that helps you get used to that.”
“You want to spend time touching my scars?”
He chuckled. “I want to spend time touching you. In any way and every way possible.”
My cheeks heated.
Sleep was rising quickly, and I tried to hold on to the moment, burning the settled feeling—the peace—into my brain. “Lucas,” I whispered.
“Yes?”
“Thank you.”
