Page 207 of The Defiant Curse

Truth be told, the breathiness of his name on her lips drove Ethan wild.

Oh, he wanted more.

He wanted all.

For him, there was that overwhelming need to enjoy her body as he shared his own. Seeing her pleasure made him incredibly happy.

His heart was light.

As of late, his world had been polluted with pain, suffering, and self-doubt, but now, it was clearing.

They never lost each other.

They just lost the path.

Now, they were back, and there were only good things coming for them both.

Ethan would bet on it.

As she came again, that’s when he slid up her body, so he could watch her tumble through that pleasure. His rock-hard erection wept for her.

“My girl,” he whispered.

And she was.

There was never a more gorgeous woman than his wife when she was teetering on the cusp of pleasure.

There wouldn’t be a day where she didn’t make him feel like he was lucky.

Yeah, chasing her had been the best thing he’d done, as of late, and this was the proof.

The walls were down, and they were back to being a couple who relied on each other, not existed without each other.

“I need you, my wife,” he said, and then, he took that moment to inundate her body with even more pleasure.

Slipping into her, she gasped at the invasion and then moaned at the fullness of his erection.

They fit together perfectly.

“Ethan,” she said, opening her eyes and staring up into his midnight-blue ones.

“Together,” he said, knowing she’d understand exactly what he was saying.

Before they slept, they’d make that fall together.

As he began moving, Elizabeth’s hands were on his chest, and she could feel his heartbeat.

It was strong.

It was powerful.

It was like their love.

As she stared up into his eyes, hers stayed locked to his, and Elizabeth refused to look away.

In them, she saw their past.

And their future.