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I threaded my fingers through his hair and whimpered.
Over and over, he eased out and slammed back into me until my lungs burned, and I couldn’t breathe. Then he began to move with a wild and animal-like abandon, so my pulse quickened. Wave after wave of desire washed over me till I was falling again and clutching him to me. Albin gave one final thrust before he called out my name and emptied himself into me.
His entire body stilled as his breathing grew heavy.
Wordlessly, he climbed off of me and rolled onto the bed. A moment later, I tucked myself into his side and held my breath. Albin draped an arm over me and threw the covers over us. I placed my head in the crook of his neck and inhaled, allowing his scent to wash over me.
And lull me into a fitful sleep.
Chapter 4
Albin
I pressed a kiss to the back of her neck, and her skin broke out in goosebumps. “You’re so beautiful and sexy.”
She twisted her arm over her head and threaded her fingers through my hair. When she gave a slight tug, dual waves of pain and pleasure raced through me. “No one has ever made me feel this way before, Albin.”
I growled into her skin. “Good.”
Because I didn’t want anyone else to.
It didn’t make any sense, but I had gone from wanting to ignore her to wanting to know everything about her in the span of a few hours. While the blizzard and wind raged outside the window and the wolves howled in the distance, the two of us were wrapped up in each other in the dark, the smell of sweat and wine lingering in the air.
I wanted to stay buried in her and forget everything.
And everyone.
She melted against me and shifted, taking me deeper inside of her. “Do you like that?”
I placed a hand over her breasts and pushed them together. “Yes.”
Martha made a low whimpering sound that had the blood in my veins pounding. Then she shifted and sat up. She threw one leg over me and another so she straddled me. My hands moved down the curve of her back and paused at her waist. I gave her a firm squeeze before lifting my hips off the mattress and slamming into her.
She threw her head back and moaned.
I gripped the back of her neck and thrust upward. “We should do this all night.”
“We should.” Martha breathed, her eyes falling shut. “Oh, Albin.”
It wasn’t long before we were both writhing against each other. I raised my head, took one nipple between my teeth, and tugged. Her breath quickened when I switched to the other nipple and did the same, so they were both as hard as pebbles. With a smirk, I sunk my nails into her waist and pushed myself into her, so I filled her to the hilt.
Nothing had ever felt as good as she did.
Nor had I ever seen anyone as beautiful as she was, bathed in the soft glow of the fire, her face etched in desire. Martha moved with intent and purpose, each move, each buck, each look stoking the fire within me.
Why hadn’t I seen it before?
I had known she was different the minute I laid eyes on her.
As her floral scent washed over me, I realized I couldn’t get enough of her. I growled, held her hips in place, and changed my rhythm. Again and again, she ground against me, so my blood was roaring in my ears, and my chest grew tighter. She fell forward and buried her face in my neck so there wasn’t an inch of space between us.
When she exploded, her entire body shook, and she cried out my name.
I held her to me as my own release followed, and I emptied myself into her.
Once we were done, she shakily climbed off of me and collapsed against the mattress. I drew her to me, pushed her hair out of her face, and kissed her forehead.
“This is definitely better than what we were doing before.”
