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“This perfect pussy. Way it takes me. Way it fits me. Just like I knew that it would.”
“Meant for you,” she mumbled, words disjointed and garbled.
Mere gasps that pelted the disordered air.
“That’s right. Meant for me. This body and this heart and this soul. Gonna take care of them. Possess them. Protect them.”
“They’re yours,” she wisped through the pleasure that built with each drive of my cock. Sparks of bliss that glinted at the edges of our beings. “All of me.”
“Same as I belong to you.” The promise rumbled and ricocheted through the room.
Amplifying the energy that battered and thrashed.
A tornado that spun and danced.
Whispered at our spirits and whisked across our flesh.
We were the center of it.
The storm that raged and ruined.
And in one perfect moment, we came like a strike of lightning.
The pleasure that tore through us was nothing but a thunderclap.
Explosive as we both shot off.
Orgasms hitting land at the same destined time and carrying us away to a place neither of us knew existed.
Rapture streaking through us on a bolt so severe that I was certain my heart stopped.
Her pussy throbbed and clutched my cock as I spasmed and poured. Both of us plastered so tightly to one another our flesh seeped and knitted and became one.
This woman who was mine.
My heart.
My soul.
My fractured destiny.
And I refused to ever let her go.
SIXTY
ELENA
I snuggled deeper into my pillow as faint rays of sunlight filtered in through the drapes.
A gentle nudging from what had to be the best and shortest amount of sleep I’d ever had.
I blinked my eyes open as I heard rustling coming from the kitchen. The scent of coffee and something sweet drifted down the hall and through my barely opened door.
I stretched as a giddy smile crept to my face, a bit of a flush rushing across my flesh as I thought back to last night. My lips pressing together and my chest squeezing so tight it was close to an out-of-body experience.
But, thanks to Trevan, I’d had plenty of those last night.
Five times to be exact.
