Page 74 of Trapped By Clocks and Hearts

“Allie…” I whispered, looking into her face.

Her sparkling eyes gazed up at me, as if marveling at the sight of me…

“My love…” I bent down to cover her mouth with mine, at the same time I plunged my fingers into her. She moaned in my mouth. I groaned at how she tightened as I stroked inside her.

A desperate whimper slipped her lips, her fingernails raked against my back. She was already ready. And I couldn’t wait any longer.

My belt clinking, I tugged my trousers down. I nudged her thigh to make room for me and I nestled myself between her legs. I broke off to search her eyes once more. “Allie…” I implored one last time. “Tell me you want this.”

She swallowed hard, her eyes glazed, consumed with passion. Her husky response was my undoing. “I want you.”

And when I speared into her, my groan mingled with hers.

She gasped at how I filled her.

I stilled myself, panting against her cheek.

She was heaven wrapped tightly around me.

This, I grunted with conviction, with finality.

This was where I belonged. Deep inside her. Under her skin. In her heart. The only way I could go on. There was no more living without her by my side. She was my sheath. My life.

With her arms clasped around my neck, I panted against her soft, fragrant hair as I started to move. My fingers dug deep into her thighs to brace her still across my hips as she took my forceful thrusts.

I swallowed her moans in my mouth.

But there was no pain.

Only pleasure. Endless, boundless pleasure.

I met her lustrous honey-brown gaze in absolute reverence.

Once again, I was awestruck by her simple beauty. Indignation tore at my chest in absolute understanding that I likely didn’t deserve this pleasure at all. I was the last man on Wünder who could possibly be worthy of her. But I needed to be worthy of her. I needed to fulfill her every need, satisfy her every desire.

My low groan was raw, hoarse with hunger. “Allie…can you feel me?”

She stroked my hair with such tenderness, my chest ached. “I can feel you, Rabb.”

I cast a spell and a glittery yellow fog covered us.

“What’s…what is that?” Allie asked, breathless as she stared over my shoulder.

I couldn’t help the surge of relief in my chest. With her heart open to me, she could finally see my spells. A corner of my mouth turned up, almost mischievously. “My gift.”

Her eyes widening, Allie’s mouth fell open as her pleasure intensified. This time, she didn’t need to merely mimic her moans. “Rabb, oh my god—,” she rasped. “It’s so—it’s feels so—”

Taking her mouth in mine again, I moved my hips smoothly over and over, over and over, until she was screaming my name with her release. The sight of her undone before me, by me, was all I needed to find my pleasure.

And afterward, breathless, spent, I collapsed by her side.

It was done.

Allie’s fate was sealed.

So was mine.

I couldn’t have been asleep for more than a minute.