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“I can’t help it,” I say, breath catching as his fingertips tease ever so lightly over my clit. “I have mad undressing skills.”
“You have mad everything skills,” he says, concern breaking through the heat in his gaze. “But even superwomen need a gentle touch now and then. Are you sure you want me to taste you tonight, love? We can wait. The last thing I want to do is weaken you when so many of us are depending on you to be strong.”
I brush a hand down his face. “I love that you depend on me to be strong. I love that you trust me to be your equal, even though we come from such different worlds.”
“You’re more than my equal,” he says. “You’re the bravest person I know, myself included.”
Tears sting the back of my eyes as I confess, “I’m not always brave. I almost peed my pants when that hellhound came out of the woods.”
“Same,” he says, making me smile even as I add, “And the thought of life without you is pretty fucking scary.”
“I’ll try again,” he says. “I’ll try to find a cure or a counter spell. I’ll start sending out inquiries in the morning.”
“And you’ll ask Darcy and Colin and Blaire and everyone for help?” I ask, trying not to get distracted as he starts rubbing my clit again. “You’ll stop trying to do this all on your own, while protecting everyone else?”
“No,” he says, cutting off my protest with a kiss before he murmurs against my lips. “My brothers and your sisters have enough on their plate defending Nightfall. I haven’t wanted to burden them before, and I certainly don’t want to burden them now. But I will seek council. And more importantly, I will make the most of every day we have left.” He glides his long, elegant fingers inside me, watching my face as he adds, “Assuming you’ll let me. Forgive me for holding back? I thought it would be the kindest course of action, but there’s nothing kind about being kept from someone who makes you feel like this.”
“Whole,” I say, my voice cracking with emotion. “I know I’m supposed to be whole on my own, but I don’t feel that way. There’s always something missing, and there always has been—whether I’m alone or with friends or with any other man. But not with you.”
“Never with you,” he says, tears filling his eyes as he rocks against my leg, grinding his cock against my thigh as he fucks me with his fingers. “You’re everything, Casey. You’re my everything. I need you so much.”
“Then take me, husband. And taste me while you’re at it,” I whisper, heat slamming through me as he growls against my lips.
The sound is more feral than anything I’ve heard from Edmond, but it doesn’t scare me. It lights me up, calling to the same wild, fearless part of me. When he strips off my panties and surges back over me, gripping my hair tight in his fist, I do the same. I grip those silky strands and hold on tight as he roughly knees my thighs apart and drives deep into me with one savage thrust.
I cry out, the vicious pleasure of his sudden invasion almost enough to send me over the edge. And then there’s a prick at my throat, a tiny sting of pain, followed by a tidal wave of euphoria unlike anything I’ve ever known.
“Oh Goddess,” I groan, clinging to Edmond as he rides me hard, slamming into me as he suckles at my throat.
My orgasm rockets through me almost immediately, but it doesn’t crash and abate the way it usually would, it swells and grows, taking me higher and higher, swirling through me like a seductive storm, twisting everything in its path.
I come and come, my insides clenching with bliss until I’m not sure there will be anything left of me by the time we’re done. I didn’t know pleasure like this was possible and I’m seriously not sure I’ll survive it.
Or that I want to.
How can I go back to my normal life after this?
How can I walk and talk and wash glasses at the bar and make grocery lists when I know that cell-scrambling delight like this is a thing? A thing I can find again as soon as I’m naked with my husband?
My husband…
Goddess, I’m so glad he’s my husband.
I come screaming his name like a grateful prayer, the feel of him coming inside me enough to make my orgasm-addled body melt even deeper into the covers.
“Good?” he asks after I’ve been lying on his chest for several minutes, buzzing and…drooling?
I lift my head and swipe at his skin. “Sorry. I think I drooled on you.”
“Good. I like your drool.” He grins at my narrow look. “I do. Honestly. And how about you? How was…all that?”
“Fishing for compliments?” I arch a brow. “That isn’t like you, husband.”
“I like that word on your lips. So much.” He bites his bottom lip, drawing my attention to the still pointy state of his fangs.
Just looking at them makes my nipples start to tingle, so I decide to give him the praise he’s adorably looking for. “And feeling you drink me while you were inside me was like heroin. I mean, I’ve never done heroin, but people say it’s the best thing they’ve ever felt, and they got hooked on it in one go, so…” I snuggle closer to him, pressing a kiss to his lips. “That’s your new nickname.”
“Heroin?” He laughs as I nod and kiss him again.
