Chapter 44 Aurora #2
The relief runs through his body like a flowing river gathering speed on its race to the sea.
It softens the lines around his eyes and dissolves the dark pain between the molten bronze flecks.
But most of all, it travels to his chest, and it softens the harsh edges of each beat of his broken heart, until they’re a smooth, rich melody playing inside him instead.
‘Beauty?’
‘Rafe?’ I whisper, running my fingers in gentle sweeps up and down his chest.
‘Please tell me I can bloody kiss you.’
I break into a smile. ‘Y—’
His lips crash to mine, stealing the word straight from them. The newspaper clipping flutters to the floor as I wrap my other hand around the nape of his neck and pull him close.
I kiss him back as fiercely as he kisses me. As desperately. Our faces screw up, cheeks wet with a mix of salty tears.
‘You won’t regret it. I’ll never let you regret it for a moment. I’m going to spend every day loving you so much that you’ll feel it, I swear,’ he says, kissing me again.
I whimper into his kiss, clutching on to him and holding him as close as I possibly can. Our bodies meld together, the need to feel the heat of him against me outweighing everything else.
He slides his tongue inside my mouth, sending a shot of pure heat straight to my clit.
I squash my breasts to his chest, starving for more than just his kisses. Starving for his touch. I need him. I need to know this will all be okay. That no matter what happens, we’re going to be okay.
‘Rafael,’ I pant. ‘I want you.’ I tug his shirt from the waistband of his trousers, then reach to loosen his tie.
His rock-hard dick presses between us like a giant beacon.
He groans like it’s taking everything in him to exercise restraint as he takes my hands in his and stops me from unbuttoning his shirt.
‘We can’t.’
‘What? Why?’
‘I haven’t been able to . . . Since you left I haven’t even touched myself,’ he confesses. ‘I’ll hurt you.’
‘You won’t.’
‘Aurora, it’ll be like a pressure washer aimed at a flower. Complete destruction.’
I snort at the dry tone of his voice. ‘I don’t believe you.’
But looking at his anguished expression, I can tell he isn’t trying to be funny. He really believes he could hurt me.
Wetness gathers in my panties at the raw need darkening his eyes and I lick my lips.
Sex with Rafael has always been amazing.
But feral Rafael? The one looking at me right now like he could come with a single touch from me has a fire burning through my veins.
I’m in control, and one word from me is all it will take to stop this. Or to . . .
I curl my hand around the raging erection in his trousers and look him directly in the eye.
‘I want everything. Every drop. It’s mine. And now I’m back, I’m taking it.’
He sucks in a sharp hiss, his heavy dick swelling inside my grip. ‘Bloody hell.’
We crash back together. Rafael’s hands drop to my jeans, and he unfastens them within seconds, pushing them and my panties down over my hips. I break the kiss to push them down my legs and pull them off.
He unzips his trousers and pulls his weeping cock out. It’s both as perfect and as intimidating as I remember.
Hoisting me up in his arms, he slams me against the wall. My legs wrap around his waist on instinct, and the broad head of his dick slides through my wetness, seeking my entrance.
‘Wait!’ I pant.
His chest rises and falls with rough breaths as I pull his tie off and undo more of his shirt buttons until what I’m looking for comes into view.
I press my fingertips to his scar, and he shudders.
‘Now you can,’ I whisper.
‘You sure?’
I nod. ‘One hundred per cent.’
Something softens in his eyes, and he locks gazes with me, pushing inside me slowly, taking his time to fill me, inch by thick inch.
Our mouths fall open, gentle, combined gasps mixing in the small gap between us as we meld into each another, neither one of us wanting to look away.
He stops once he’s nestled deep inside me. And we just stay, unmoving, looking at one another, frozen in a moment.
‘I love you,’ he groans, the tendons in his neck tightening, like being inside me without moving is torture.
‘I love you too.’
I clench around him.
‘You can’t do that,’ he grinds out through gritted teeth.
‘Why not?’ I pant, arching my chest towards him so my hard nipples drag against him through the gold sequins.
‘Because it’ll make me come. I haven’t come since the last time I was inside you, and . . . Fuck . . .’ He tenses as I squeeze him again.
I bring my lips to his ear. ‘It’s okay.’
‘It’s. Not. Okay. Aurora,’ he hisses. ‘I’m not going to blow like a teenager when I’ve just got you back. You deserve better.’
I kiss his neck, leaving my lips lingering there. ‘We can do it again, straight after.’
His breathing stalls, and I kiss the hammering pulse in his neck.
‘You don’t even have to pull out. Just stay inside me all night, Rafe. I need you to. I need to be us again. Please.’
‘Are you begging me to make love to you all night, Beauty?’
‘I want you to fuck me too. Gentle, rough, slow, hard. I want everything. I need everything. Please.’
I clench around him again, knowing I’m playing dirty, but I don’t care. I need him to understand that this is what I want. It’s what we both need.
‘Jesus!’
He slams his mouth back on to mine and growls as he kisses me. He pulls his hips back, and then drives forward, impaling me.
‘Yes!’ I cry out.
‘Like this?’ he growls, moving like a man possessed. ‘This what you wanted, Beauty? You wanted to be fucked like I adore you? Fucked like I can’t get enough of you? Fucked so hard and deep because you’re everything to me? You want me to lose control?’
‘God, yes! That’s what I want, Rafe. I want you!’
‘You’ve got me. You’ve always had me.’
He fucks me savagely against the wall until I’m crying his name into his mouth.
‘Rafe!’
He slams one palm against the wall beside my head and drives back inside me with a rich grunt.
And the sound of it makes me fall apart.
‘I’m coming!’ I pant. ‘Oh my God.’
My mouth falls open, and he moves back enough to be able to drink me in as I shatter and come hard. My body convulses around his and I cry out with every ripple around his thick cock inside me.
‘I can’t . . . it’s too much, it’s too . . .’
‘Good girl. Let it go,’ he croons as a second orgasm crests and has me dissolving into a whimpering mess as I lose all ability to control my body.
‘Beauty,’ Rafael growls. ‘Oh fuuuuccckkkk.’
He comes inside me with force, just like he warned he would. The heat of him fills me, spreading through me like a wildfire, until it’s running down my thighs with each thrust.
‘Jesus Christ,’ he grunts, shaking with the effort of his release, every muscle in his body rigid.
Our bodies make obscene wet sounds as he wedges himself back inside me without showing any signs of slowing.
‘I feel so full,’ I whine, my lower stomach cramping.
‘It’s okay,’ he soothes.
He holds my eyes and pulls all of the way out. The unmistakable sound of a rush of liquid hitting the floor echoes around the room.
‘Better?’
‘Uh-huh,’ I whimper, missing the feel of him inside me already. ‘Don’t stop. Do it again.’
He pushes straight back inside me, his dick still solid as steel.
He thrusts a few more times, his jaw clenching.
‘Fuck . . . I’m going to come again,’ he grunts.
‘Do it,’ I beg.
He groans, and my God, if it isn’t the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard. He’s literally coming just seconds after being back inside me and feeling my body hug his.
‘Aurora,’ he groans.
He comes again, and my stomach cramps in the same spot.
‘Rafe.’ I squeeze his shoulder, biting my lower lip, because despite the discomfort, I’m ridiculously turned on, seeing how his body is taking over and giving him what it needs.
‘So damn beautiful,’ he groans, leaning back and spitting down between our bodies.
It hits my pussy, running down over my clit, where he chases it with his thumb, rubbing it over me in circles.
‘Rafe!’ I cry, coming without warning.
He pulls out as my body is clenching, and the movement of my muscles sends more hot liquid racing down my thighs towards the floor.
He pushes back inside me again and reignites my orgasm, making it fall into a whole new succession of desperate clenches around him.
‘Just like that. Good girl. Fuuccckkk.’
He thrusts harder, then growls, his cock swelling inside me again.
‘Are you . . . ?’
‘I told you. I haven’t come since I was last inside you. I have so much for you. You need to take it. You’ve broken the bloody seal. There’s no going back.’
I can’t help it. I burst into laughter.
‘Fuck, don’t.’ His lips curl into the hint of a smirk, but it’s ripped from his face as my laughter makes my core tighten and my body vibrate in his arms.
‘Beauty,’ he warns.
But it’s too late.
He groans, low and rough, as another orgasm is dragged out of him, making his whole body shudder.
‘Jesus.’ He rests his forehead against mine, sweat beading his brow. ‘I’m taking you to bed. It’s going to be a long night.’
I bite my lip through my smile and blink up at him.
‘You okay?’ He frowns, concerned.
‘Yes.’
He slides his hand to cup my neck, pinning me in place so I can’t look away. ‘Is it too much?’
‘No. I’m perfect. I want you to keep going.’
‘Jesus.’ He exhales, a disbelieving smile painting itself over his handsome face.
‘And I love you,’ I breathe.
I stroke my fingers over his scar, loving the way his eyes soften. He swallows, and I feel the weight of his words, wrapping around my soul, creating an embrace around it that can never be undone.
‘I love you too, Aurora.’ He slants his lips back over mine. ‘I love you too. So damn much.’