Chapter 19 #2
She turned with tears in her eyes then rushed to me, tackling me in a hug with her arms wrapped around my waist. “I’m so sorry I left you—”
“No more of that.” I took her chin between my fingers and forced her eyes to look up at me. “I can’t think about that pain any more. You are back now, I just want to focus on our future…our present.”
“Like the war we’re in kind of present or like…” she slipped her hands beneath my shirt then slid them up my body, over every curve of muscle on my abs and chest. Her breath caressed my skin right over my heart. She looked up at me through hooded eyes and her cheeks flushed pink. “Present present?”
Heat rushed through my body. I clenched my teeth and exhaled through my nose, surprised to find it wasn’t steam leaving my body.
She smirked that same smirk she always gave me when she knew she’d won. With a lick of her lips, she pushed up on her tip toes and whispered against my mouth, “make love to your wife until the sun kisses our sweat-covered skin.”
Fangs stabbed my bottom lip.
She winked then spun on her toes and sashayed across the living room to our bedroom.
Desire had my feet rushing to follow after her. I’d been with her, fairly recently, yet I felt like I had never touched her in my whole life. Now that she’d brought it to my attention I was suffocating in my need for her.
Yet the second I stepped inside our room and found her standing in front of our bed wearing her old favorite pink dress the desire slid to the backseat and my emotions reclaimed the wheel.
She began undressing herself, quietly and quickly parting the buttons of her dress but it was taking every ounce of self control to not ruin this moment by sobbing.
The room spun as she forced me to sit on the edge of the bed.
The tears and emotion were still clinging to me, burning with the need to come out.
I just couldn’t believe it. She was back.
All I could do was stare up at her. I looked in her eyes and saw her.
My wife. The mother of my daughter. My life, my world.
I’d loved her all the same as Francelina, because she was still very much the exact same person, but knowing she remembered me - us - was breaking my heart all over again.
I hadn’t known a heart could break from happiness.
I felt her fingers pull at my shirt. In the back of my mind I registered she’d peeled off whatever shirt I’d been wearing and tossed it aside. I knew she stood in front of me completely undressed but I seemed to be locked inside my heart…my grief.
She climbed into my lap, straddling my hips with her thighs as she pressed her lips to mine.
I exhaled with relief at the feel of her lips on mine.
I took her face in my hands and kissed her back with all the love and reverence she deserved.
I let myself fall back onto the bed, wanting just to hold her, when my cock brushed against her bare skin.
I hissed and looked down to find in my haze of internal happy tears she’d taken my pants off as well.
That hunger I’d felt out in the living room returned tenfold.
I groaned and dragged her flush against my body, bare skin to bare skin.
My body was ready for her and thrilled my heart finally took a step back.
I slid my tongue into her mouth and along hers. A little growl slipped between my lips
“There’s my husband,” she whispered against my mouth again.
Husband. Fuck that feels good to hear again.
She pushed my hands up until we were both gripping the headrest. Warm, pink glowing magic coiled around my wrists. I gasped and looked up to find she had bound me to the bed, trapping my hands against the iron pegs.
My pulse quickened. “Celina?”
She gave me the most wicked, devious grin and my body burned for her touch. “Yes, my love?”
I licked my lips and tried to keep my voice steady. “What are you doing?” She had definitely never, ever tied me down before. And she’d chosen to do so with magic and iron that I couldn’t break. “Celina?”
She dragged her teeth over her bottom lip then bent over and took all of me into her mouth.
The moan that left my mouth should’ve embarrassed me but I was too busy trying to hold on for longer than ten seconds.
Every brush of her tongue or drag of her teeth had me twitching, on the edge of release.
My eyes rolled into the back of my head.
I arched my back and rolled my hips in time with every slide of her mouth.
A string of curses slipped out of my mouth.
Both of her hands wrapped around the base of me, sliding up and down in perfect synchronization with her mouth.
I was trembling. The iron poles of the headrest groaned from how hard I pulled at them.
My breath caught in my throat. And then bit me right at the base of my cock and I lost the good fight.
Her answering chuckle was full of victory and pride, even as she took me back into her mouth to clean up the mess she’d just made of me.
“Celina, please,” I begged, yanking on the binds holding me in place. “I want to feel you.”
“Then feel me.”
She turned around so her back was to me and the view made me groan in approval.
It took me a moment to realize what she had planned.
It wasn’t until I felt the tip of my hard cock slide into her body that I knew she was about to own me completely.
She lowered onto me until there was nothing but the friction of sweaty skin between us.
Her hips rolled and I moaned loud enough Heaven probably heard me.
Watching her ride me while she peaked over her shoulder at me had me unraveling faster than I had in her mouth.
My climax claimed me until my toes curled and I was gasping for breath.
“Good boy,” she purred as she lifted up off of me.
I whined. I actually whined. I wasn’t done with her but I wanted to touch her.
She grinned and turned around to face me.
Our eyes met and locked as she slowly lowered back onto me.
When she rolled her hips she moaned and trembled a little, leaning forward to brace her hands on my chest. She hadn’t let herself finish yet.
I rolled my hips along with hers and we both moaned.
The sounds filling our little cabin were erotic and filthy and I wanted more.
“Celina,” I begged again.
Her magic popped and slid off my hands. I felt the hot air against my skin and I didn’t waste my chance. I flipped her onto her back, pushed one leg up to her chest and slammed my body into hers. She screamed my name and nothing had ever, ever sounded so good.