Page 80 of Curvy Alpha Bride

“Never,” I whisper, tilting my head up to encourage him to kiss me. “Never let me go.”

As his lips touch mine, Xavier puts all his weight on my hands and thrusts forward with his hips. His hard cock rubs against my throbbing pussy, and I wriggle and twist my hips, trying to get more pressure.

“Wait,” I say breathlessly. “You’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you?”

He grins. “I might be.”

“Okay, fine,” I grin back. “I’m good with this. Just dally around all night.”

“No fucking way,” he says, kissing me deeply. As I feel his tongue lashing into my mouth, he slides his hips forward, grinding gently against me, and one sharp jolt of my hips is all it takes to join us together.

A shudder runs through him, and his fingers grip my hands so hard, it almost hurts. I lean my head back, looking into the bright stars, the swirl of the Milky Way above us, and the beautiful, bright light of the moon casting her brilliant glow across the valley.

I open my legs even further, and Xavier lets go of my hands to wrap his arms around me, burying his face in my neck. I reach down and grab his ass, thrusting forward until he is sheathed inside me as deep as he can possibly go.

With a ragged gasp, Xavier pulls back, moving his hips in incredibly long, slow strokes. The lack of him makes me ache with need, and the absolution of him driving his cock home again slams me closer and closer to ecstasy.

He keeps his slow pace while my body rushes with pleasure, taking me over. I grab him around the waist, wrapping my legs around his hips and thrusting against him, pinned by his body and the hard ground. When the orgasm finally takes me, I thrash uncontrollably, gasping and crying out as my entire body locks around his, squeezing him with my arms, legs, and the deepest muscles of my body.

When I’m aware again, Xavier is perfectly still, his cock deep inside me and his arms gently around my shoulders. He nuzzles my neck, licking gently up to my earlobe, and a whimper shudders through my lips as my pussy clenches around his hard cock again.

“Are you ready for me?” he asks right into my ear.

“Yes, my love. I’m ready.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, fuck me… oh my God, please fuck me.”

“As you wish.”

The first few strokes are slow, purposeful, and controlled. I link my hands behind his back and let my legs rest gently on his hips as he finds his rhythm, thrusting faster and deeper with every stroke. The friction builds, and my body convulses through another incredibly intense climax.

This time, Xavier doesn’t slow down. As my orgasms keep coming, my inner muscles clenching around him as waves of pleasure crash through me, he keeps thrusting harder and faster. As his cock gets thicker and harder, the ache inside me intensifies, and every climax is more powerful than the one before.

Suddenly, he grabs me, his arms going around me and squeezing me with all his strength. He thrusts into me with frantic, fast strokes, ramming me into the ground as he lets go of all control. I cling to him, losing my grip as wave after wave of pleasure crashes through me. As his cock finally swells and blows, my deepest muscles constrict around him, and Xavier buries his head in my shoulder, crying out with the force of his release.

I stay wrapped around him, my arms and legs locked tightly in place until every last tremor dies down. Then I slowly untangle, feeling like my muscles and joints have become fused into place around him, and I don’t know how to come back into my own body.

Xavier rolls off me, gasping as he pulls me against his chest. I snuggle against him, feeling the pleasure ebbing through my blood and knowing that soon, it will peak again. And when it does, he’ll be hard again, ready and waiting to satisfy my lust—and his.

As I look up into the stars, a feeling of déjà vu sweeps through me, intensely powerful.

This is exactly like the first night we made love!

For such a long time, that was a terrible memory for me, one I desperately wanted to forget. I was desperate to change the past, to rearrange events so that I felt no shame or fear.

Lying next to Xavier under the bright stars as a warm wind teases around us, I realize that I wouldn’t change a single thing. This reminder of our first night together doesn’t hurt me now. It strengthens our bond and makes me appreciate our love even more.

“I love you,” I whisper, stroking his chest. “Thank you for coming back to me.”

“And I love you,” he answers. “Thank you for letting me into your heart.”

We wrap our arms around each other, both of us keeping our eyes on the stars as we listen to the steady sound of each other’s hearts, beating perfectly in time.

Now. And forever…

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THE END