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Fallon’s cock lurched, and before I knew it hands were on me, lifting me and spinning me until my back was to him and he was easing my hips down against his own.
“Fallon! This isn’t… Oh, God.” My complaint melted into a whimper as I felt his hot, throbbing head prod at my soaked entrance.
“Please,” Fallon said, guttural, begging. “Don’t run, Darcy. I’ve needed you so badly.”
“Need… Needed?” I gasped. My nipples pricked. Fallon’s fingers dug greedily into my flesh.
“Needed,” he groaned. “I’ve needed your touch on me. Needed your mouth. Your cunt. I need to be inside you, Darcy. I need to be inside my wife.”
I cried out, a strangled sort of sob, as I let Fallon guide me lower. His tip pushed inside, stretching me.
“Blazes. I could climax again right now. Just from this,” he ground out, wrapping one thick arm around my waist, his other hand spanning my pelvis. His fingertips explored, sliding down, until they encountered the swollen point of my clit.
“I’ve dreamed about licking you here again,” he panted against my ear. “I dream about your taste.”
“I’m sorry,” I moaned, unable to stop myself from rocking down further onto him. “I didn’t want to make your injuries worse.”
“I know,” he grunted, pushing further into me, making my breath catch and my clit throb beneath his demanding touch. “You’re so cursedly kind. But you wouldn’t have hurt me. The only reason I didn’t push the issue is because I could see how tired you were. How hard you’ve been working to keep the ranch running. But… Blast. I can’t wait anymore.”
“I can’t either,” I warbled as I finally sank fully down onto his girth.
Fallon made a sound that could have been one of pain if I didn’t know that it was pleasure. He ground himself deep inside me, hips undulating, as if he couldn’t bear even to pull out enough to thrust back in. From this angle, his cock tail couldn’t easily reach my clit. It flickered, tickling, over my sensitive skin, until its slippery, soapy tip prodded against my ass.
“Oh!” My eyes went wide as his cock tail pushed inside my ass.
“Darcy,” Fallon rasped. “Empire help me… that feels…”
It felt insane. Incredible. Like I was entirely filled by him. His cock tail was so narrow and flexible that it didn’t cause any pain or stretching, especially with the water and soap as lubrication. It just created the most exquisite, fluttering stimulation of nerves I hadn’t even known existed. Already, I could feel the dark wings of a gathering orgasm around me, both holes hot and clenching in response to Fallon.
His big fingers moved clumsily but devotedly against my clit. I gave up on trying to hold myself up, sagging against his soaked chest. He made a pleased sound at the way I gave myself over to him.
“You’re sure this is alright?” I mewled. “I’m not hurting you?”
“You’re not hurting me,” he promised fiercely, his hips surging powerfully. “I’m not your patient anymore, Darcy. I’m your husband. Lean back on me. Let go for me.”
“I… I’m scared.” It came out as a sob. Words I hadn’t even said to myself. I’d kept myself so busy with Fallon’s caretaking and the ranch duties that I hadn’t let the fear come at me head-on. The fear of what could have happened if I’d lost him.
“I’m here with you. Right here,” he crooned huskily against the dripping strands of my hair. “Perfect little wife. I’m right here.” His fingers circled my clit tenderly, his breath coming unsteadily, until, him with a muffled grunt and me with a wild cry, we both came together, throbbing and grinding and clenching.
I convulsed on him so hard it nearly hurt, coming so forcefully that my vision went blurry and white at the edges. Dimly, as my body stretched and constricted and rolled, I wondered if this was what it was like when Fallon’s eyes went all white.
Fallon kept coming long after I was spent, holding me tightly, sealing my wet back to his front. Every time his desperate thrusting seemed to slow, I felt him twitch and throb inside and he’d start again. I lost track of how long we remained like that – Fallon fucking up into me while I lay back against him. I was nearly limp, content to let him keep going and going until he was finished, delirious with the joy of feeling how strong his heart was beating beneath my back.
I was so weak, so overwhelmed, that I wasn’t prepared for the next orgasm that ripped through me, sudden and warningless. When my flesh began to quake and clench once more, Fallon moaned and started thrusting all the faster, giving another hot spurt in response.
Eventually, Fallon slowed. I got the sense he wanted to keep going, but that trying to continue coming was reaching that sensitive point between pleasure and pain. He stilled, keeping himself inside me, and just held me beneath the caress of the water.
“I don’t think I can walk,” he finally croaked. “Not because of my leg,” he added hastily.
“I know what you mean,” I said.
I gingerly got to my feet, shivering when his shaft and his cock tail eased out of my tender flesh. I took a moment to rinse off, feeling Fallon’s spill seeping heatedly out of me. When I was mostly clean, I wiped water from my eyes and got out of the shower’s spray.
“Stay right there,” I told him, stroking my hand down his wet cheek. He caught my hand and kissed my palm. “I’ll go get you something clean to dry off with. And some clothes for myself.”
Reluctantly, he released my hand and let me go.
I hurried, wet and naked and dripping, to our bedroom, heading for the closet to find some dry things. As I did so, white silk caught my eye. Well, it wasn’t exactly just the white silk. It was what looked to be an unfamiliar seam on my wedding dress that drew my attention.
