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“Oh...” I gasped out as I slid down onto him, taking every inch of his hardness into my soft body. “Wow...”
Roman’s hand fell to my waist, where he squeezed.
I opened my eyes and stared down at my beautiful man, “I love you so much.”
“As I you,” Roman said back, his lips parted on a moan.
I leaned forward and kissed him, then pressed my hands to his pecs and began to ride him. I took my time, lifting up and feeling his shaft slid out all the way to the tip, before plunging myself back onto him.
I moved faster, lifting my legs up so that I could plant my feet on the mattress and bounce on him. Roman groaned as I rode him hard, the pleasure between my legs building higher with every thrust.
Roman lifted his knees and put his own feet on the mattress. He was about take over, and I was relieved. I needed more, and only he could give me that.
He began thrusting up into me, pushing me higher and higher.
“Oh... my god...” My eyes fell closed as my belly began to quicken. With every thrust I climbed higher until I was screaming out, soaring, flying through the air. Lights were flashing inside my mind like the fourth of July.
Then I was falling, shaking, quivering with my orgasm.
Roman fucked into me once more, burying himself deep before releasing his pleasure inside of me.
My body bucked again as my pussy milked the last of his essence from him. I collapsed onto Roman’s chest, panting and slightly sweaty.
“I need another shower,” I said with a little laugh. “That was amazing.”
Roman kissed the top of my head. “It always is, with you.”
I closed my eyes and hugged him tight, unwilling to be separated. I’d found my soul mate, and I wouldn’t let anyone take him away.
I wouldn’t.
I’d help to save Roman and his brothers, or I’d die alongside them. There was no life without my family.
Chapter 4.
BELLA.
Rafe fucked me for hours after he awoke, beautifully, and so passionately. I wasn’t sure why, but the danger of the moment made every kiss we shared even more special. Maybe because there was always a possibility that it would be our last?
Around midnight we made our way down to the kitchen where we found everyone gathered, preparing steaks for the men who’d just woken. They liked them cooked, sort of. A mere ‘sizzle, sizzle, serve’ was more accurate. Seared on the outside, raw on the inside.
“Good evening,” Roman called out from one of the kitchen stools where he sat, his arms wrapped around Chrissy.
“Good to see you looking so well, brother.” Rafe said, walking over to Roman and giving him a hug.
