Page 63 of Riordan's Revenge

“Tell me you’re still in love with me. Not just casual love but being completely in love. If that’s what you feel, I want to hear it.”

“Then fuck me. If ye don’t, I’ll die.”

Hot urgency claimed me. I’d planned to toy with her for longer, but the need to be inside her was far more powerful. Coming back up her body, I positioned myself at her entrance. Then I just gazed at her. I needed a second. I wanted to mark the moment. It felt vital.

Cassie grasped my hip and lifted her ass, pushing me inside her.

We gave up twin sounds of pleasure.

Whatever words I’d had vanished. All I knew was the tight fit. The need to get her screaming. Rising over her, I caught her gaze with mine.

Purposefully, I drew out then fucked back in. Under me, she went still. I’d taken her virginity already, and I knew she used sex toys, but this would all be new. It felt like that for me as well. The red flush on her cheeks extended to her chest, and I trailed my gaze down further to where we were joined.

A mistake.

The image of my dick spreading open her pussy would never leave me. It branded into my brain. It also made me want to come harder than ever before.

“Talk,” I growled and rolled my hips, going in deeper.

Cassie writhed then bucked to meet me. “It’s like walking around in a dream. Soft and safe. Ye scare me—oh fuck, that feels good—but I know you’d never hurt me. The love makes that so certain. I’d do anything for ye. Go anywhere. Change anything.”

Such a dangerous statement.

I worked harder, jacking my hips and filling her over and over. Cassie drove her heels into the bed.

All words faded while we discovered how we fitted together. She squeezed every inch of my dick. I wanted to be gentle and slow but quickly found a rhythm that had us both panting.

Joyful, I banded my arms around her and rolled so she was on top, but I kept the control. Kept fucking her while our mouths met.

She broke the kiss. “Roll us again, I like your weight on me.”

I did, a hand to her ass to help me drive in deeper, slower. Cassie took it. Moaned at the angle. Louder when I brushed over her clit with my thumb.

“Keep doing that and you’ll make me come.”

“This?” I kept the pressure and position exact.

Badly, I wanted this to work for her. I’d pushed her last night with how I’d walked out. An apology orgasm would go some way to repairing the damage.

“I want those words when you come,” I ordered.

She clutched at me.

Then around my dick, she pulsed. “I’m utterly, heartbreakingly, happily in love with ye, Rio.”

Rio.

My orgasm slammed into me, taking me by surprise. She was already coming, and the sensation was like nothing I’d ever felt. I groaned, filling her up, coming inside her though I hadn’t intended to. Warmth and happiness joined deep satisfaction.

Then I dropped down on her chest, breathing hard and with a mind empty of all but her. Dizzy, I lay heavily on her. She let me.

“Forgive me,” I finally said. I needed her to say she did.

Cassie sifted her fingers through my hair. I sensed her smile in her words.

“Grovel.”

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have treated you that way. You deserve better, and I’ll learn from it. You’re so fucking incredible. I’m at your feet, begging you.”