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She ran her palms over his chest, hardly able to believe she was here—in a place she’d never thought she’d be—with a man she’d long ago stopped hoping for. This moment had played out in her fantasies, but she’d always assumed that’s what they’d stay—fantasies.
He pulled her shirt over her head and looked down at her wearing two silky bits of almost nothing, then he made a hungry sound deep in his throat and pushed her back onto the bed. For a moment he stood over her, making her shiver as his gaze swept her. He looked like he intended to devour her from head to toe.
Kicking his boots off,
he followed her down onto the bed. The fabric of his jeans scraped against her bare skin as he slid between her thighs to plunge his hands into her hair and kiss her. He nipped at her lower lip and then dragged it gently through his teeth, making goose bumps erupt all over her body. Her hands strayed to the button fly of his black jeans, eager to stroke what she’d never been able to touch so many years before.
“You’re mine,” he growled into her ear. “I’m making love to you now and claiming you as forever mine. Do you understand that, Bella? There’s no going back this time, no denying what we have between us.”
Biting her lower lip, she found his gaze and nodded.
“Are you ready for—”
She stopped his words with her mouth. Breaking the kiss, she whispered, “Shut up, Ronan, and put your hands on me.” To seal the deal, she cupped his cock through the fabric of his pants and stroked it. He groaned her name.
Using the pressure of his mouth, he pushed her back into the pillows while her fingers sought and freed the buttons of his jeans. There was something incredibly erotic about undressing this man and having him slowly undress her. The deliberate revealing of warm, bare flesh. The leisurely press and slide of skin against skin.
Undressing alone took her breath away.
Then they were completely naked and he was kissing her throat, nipping the tender part of her neck just under her earlobe, and Bella’s rational and ordered cognition disappeared.
He rasped the edge of his teeth along her skin, raising goose bumps and making her nipples go hard, then slid his tongue along her skin, headed toward her breasts. In the back of his throat he made a low noise like the taste of her skin was intoxicating.
Stopping at one nipple and then the other, he gave both lavish attention, tracing every pucker, every hill and valley, with the tip of his tongue until she squirmed beneath him, arching her back.
He dropped down, dipping the tip of his tongue into her belly button, and then moved even lower. One strong hand planted on her inner thigh, he forced her legs to part then lowered his mouth to her sex. He teased her clit with the tip of his tongue, flicking back and forth until it grew swollen with need. Rubbing his finger around her opening, he petted her until she wanted to scream, before spearing two thick digits within and thrusting in and out. He sealed his mouth over her clit at the same time and worked it with his tongue until she writhed and bucked beneath him with the need to come.
He didn’t allow it.
Building her toward an incredible, explosive climax instead, he kneed her thighs apart and braced his hands on either side of her head. The smooth head of his wide cock nudged her entrance, and all her female muscles deep within clenched in anticipation.
He stared down at her. “I haven’t been with a woman since I met you, Bella. There is only you for me.”
Her eyes widened and her breath caught. Then he thrust the head of his cock inside her, parting her folds and stretching her muscles. Inch by slow, mind-blowing inch, he fed her his wide, long shaft. Her head fell back into the pillows on a moan, and her spine arched as he went to the hilt inside her, filling her completely.
Tears pricked her eyes. “Ronan.” His name came out broken. Grief for the years they’d lost warred with the joy of their reunion. The joy won.
Then he was thrusting in and out of her and primal lust took over.
“Look at me while you come,” he commanded.
She forced her gaze to focus on his as the climax he’d withheld crashed into her with double the force. Pleasure filled every part of her body and mind as she came around his pistoning cock. Bella cried his name, tears squeezing from her eyes as sweet emotion and sexual ecstasy ruled her. As it ebbed, she held on to him, shuddering, her body eager for more.
He nipped her earlobe before dropping his head to lave over a diamond-hard nipple, nipping at it gently with the edges of his teeth. “There are so many different ways I want to take you. We have decades to make up for. Turn over.”
He turned her to her stomach and slid a hand under her hips, forcing her bottom to fit against the hard jut of his cock. Parting her thighs, she dropped her head and offered herself to him completely. He ran his fingers over her sex and thrust inside, making her shudder. Then he guided the head of his cock in and drove it to the hilt in one long, hard, deep thrust that made her eyes roll back into her head.
Gliding a possessive hand from her breast, over her abdomen, and between her legs, he found her clit, engorged and sensitive, and petted it lightly as he mounted her. He slid in and out of her, slowly at first, teasingly rubbing around her swollen clit and stroking down farther to play where his cock thrust inside her, then back up through all her sensitive folds. Under his masterful touch, she was lost in a sea of pleasure and clawed the bedsheets.
He thrust faster and harder, finding her clit and rubbing it as he took her.
Pleasure built, swelled, and then exploded through her. She called his name as it crashed over her in waves, each one more intense than the last. He milked every last ounce of it from her that he could, pushing her from one stuttering climax into a second one. She heard Ronan cry her name as he came and they collapsed to the mattress in a sated tangle.
After a moment of heavy breathing, Ronan rolled to the side and dragged her along with him. The blankets and sheets were in an awful knot, and she had a twinge of regret for messing up someone else’s bed, but somehow she thought that’s exactly what Aurora had expected, had wanted even.
She snuggled into the curve of his body with a happy sigh. “Remember what you said on the rooftop about fear robbing us of so many years?”
He stroked her bare shoulder with his hand. “Yes.” His voice rumbled out of him deep and steady. It could lull her to sleep, that voice.
