She closed her eyes and settled against him, fatigue sliding over her skin like a blanket. Someday … Someday I’ll have yours in return,” she whispered against his skin. I know not if it’s even what you want from me, but ’tis yours all the same. ’Tis the truth I never expected to give you my heart. She sighed and stroked a hand over his shoulder, knowing he was already asleep. He was wholly relaxed against her, limp and sated and so very warm.
She held him close until his breathing became deep and even. She didn’t want to separate herself from him for the time it would take to cleanse them both.
He was hard and sticky between her thighs, but she cared not. Then and only then did he thrust deep and empty himself into her depths.Īfterward, she snuggled into his arms and laid her head on his shoulder. When she cried out with her release, he held her against him, not taking his own until he’d seen to her pleasure. Tonight, she loved him not just with her body, but with her very soul. Tonight … ’twas as if he loved her with his heart instead of just his body. He’d loved her as well as a man could ever love a wife, but there was a marked difference this night. Never had she been so thoroughly worshipped by a man, not even by her husband till now. He kissed her lips, her cheeks, her eyelids, and then he nuzzled down to her ear and below to her neck. Through it all, his mouth never left her flesh. He held her to him and stroked back and forth, gliding effortlessly through her damp heat. The man who’d so ruthlessly taken her so many nights past had been replaced by a gentle warrior who treated her as though she were infinitely fragile, a priceless treasure to be cherished above all else. There was no sign of her rough, possessive lover this night. He’d spoken of her carrying their future, but he was her future. He was all she could think of, all she could see and hear. He was inside her, not just physically, but in her heart and soul.
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