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“Shh.” His entire body went rigid when she took him into her mouth. When she started licking at the hot flesh with her tongue, he stopped breathing and then the feelings rushed back in aflood that had his hips surging towards the moistness that had him spinning completely out of control.

Chapter 16

Somehow, he managed to ease up and clamp his hands around her upper arms, dragging her away from his lower body. His face was sheen with sweat, his eyes wild with a passion that was threatening to burst free. He was aching, his body so hot, it was a wonder he did not melt.

With trembling hands, he switched their positions, so he was lying between her thighs. His arms on either side of her head were rigid as he tried his best to regain the control as he stared down at her.

“You witch.” He whispered thickly. “Do you know what you do to me?”

“I wanted to taste you.” Her hands wandered over the strained muscles of his chest, where the flesh was quivering.

“And I want to water the mouth of your womb with my seed.” He lowered himself slowly. He was breathless and dangerously close to losing himself.

“I want that too. I want your children darling. I want small replicas of you, of the beautiful man I am married to.”

“And I want them looking like you, acquiring your wonderful personality, your fortitude, your talent.” He was circling the opening of her sex, trying to buy some time. “Your beauty.” He sank in slowly, already enveloped by her moist warmth.

His teeth gritted as he relaxed his hands and sank lower on top of her. Moving a hand to grasp her hip, he turned her sideways as he sank deeper. He went still, his heart pounding so hard, he could barely hear anything else.

It was difficult to believe that he was experienced. Nothing in his past had prepared him for what she made him feel. If someone asked him to describe the sensations, he would have to pass, because there were no words.

She was tight and incredibly warm and suited him so well that he knew that as long as he lived, he would never feel this way about anyone.

He wanted her to know.

“Before you, I was unhappy, broken and seeking something that always eluded me.” His voice was thick. I adore you darling.” His lips settled on hers. He wanted the lovemaking to last forever, but he was about to explode.

Her eyes shimmered with tears as she wrapped her hands around his neck.

“I can’t stand it,” she whispered hoarsely. “I thought it was all over for me. That I would never ever find love and then you came along. I promise that you will never have to guess how I feel about you. That you will never have to wonder if it is you I want. You have me darling. All of me.”

The tenuous control he had been holding onto, broke as her words sank deep into his heart. With unintentional force, he drove into her, causing her to explode around him, seizing her lips, he devoured her, capturing her moans as her own powerful climax slammed through her unsuspecting body.

“Don’t move,” she whispered.

“I don’t want to crush you.” He murmured into her neck.

“You are not.” Her hands massaged the small of his back and moved down to his taut butt. “I love the way you feel and know that you belong to me.”

Lifting his head, he gazed at her in wonder. Her hair was spread over the pillows, her lips damp from his kisses and her eyes – God! Her eyes were bright with passion.

Lifting a hand, he trailed his finger down her cheek. Bending his head, he kissed the tip of her nose. As he was about to brush his lips against hers, her stomach growled loudly. His head snapped up as he stared at her.

“That’s quite a mood kill, in case you didn’t know.” He was grinning at her as he shifted his weight. “I think we should get you something to eat. You did not have much to eat at the reception.”

His sister thought of everything. She had packed a huge basket to bring with them, which included the sumptuous meal from the reception along with a whole cake and several bottles of champagne.

They ate right there by the fire, with him feeding her the delicious cake and the champagne. The fire had simmered down to embers by the time they were finished. He insisted on clearing away the remnants of their meal. Drawing her into his arms, he cradled her against him.

“Full?”

“Hmm.” She murmured, her fingers trailing over his chest.

“You are playing with fire.” He whispered.

“I think I can stand the heat.”

“You asked for it.” He growled as he covered her body with his.