Chapter 49 #4
"Tell me you love me," he demanded, his thrusts becoming erratic, his own control fraying at the seams. Sweat dripped from his brow onto my chest, and his arms shook where they held him above me. "Tell me you choose me. Tell me you're mine."
"I love you," I screamed, my body arching off the chaise as he drove particularly deep. "I love you, Leo. I choose you, I'll always choose you. I'm yours, forever yours—"
"Tell me you deserve this," he growled, driving into me with punishing force, each thrust punctuated by his words. "Tell me you deserve to be happy. Tell me you deserve to come."
"I deserve this!" I sobbed, the words tearing from my chest. "I deserve to be loved — I deserve to be happy — I deserve you — please, Leo, please let me come — I can't hold back anymore—" I could feel his knot beginning to swell, catching on my entrance with each thrust, stretching me impossibly wide.
The pressure was building, building, building, pleasure and fullness tangling together until I couldn't tell where one ended and the other began.
"Come for me," he commanded, his voice rough and wrecked with his own desperate need. His blue eyes blazed into mine, demanding and loving all at once, and I saw the moment his control finally snapped. "Come on my cock, Ava. Let me feel it. Let me feel your words become truth."
I shattered. The orgasm ripped through me with devastating force, wave after wave of pleasure crashing over me until I was drowning in sensation.
I screamed his name, my body convulsing around him, my walls clenching rhythmically as the release tore through every nerve in my body.
Leo drove into me one final time, his knot swelling to fullness, locking us together as he spilled himself inside me.
I felt each hot pulse of his release painting my inner walls, felt the warmth of him filling me up, felt my body milking him for everything he had.
"Mine," he groaned, his hips grinding against mine as his knot pulsed inside me, each throb sending another wave of pleasure through my oversensitive body.
His voice was wrecked, barely recognizable, stripped of all his usual charm and wit.
"God, Ava — you're so tight around my knot — I can feel you squeezing me — taking everything I give you—"
"Yours," I sobbed, my body still convulsing with aftershocks, tears streaming down my temples. My voice was completely destroyed, raw and broken and beautiful. "I'm yours, Leo. All of me. Everything."
His teeth found my throat, reopening the mark that bound us together, and the pain-pleasure of the bite sent me spiraling into another orgasm. I gave a high keen, my body arching off the chaise, my walls clamping down on his knot so hard he groaned against my throat
"I love you," he gasped against my throat, his tongue lapping at the blood that welled up from the bite, his body still trembling with the aftershocks of his release.
His voice was raw with emotion, all pretense stripped away, nothing left but the truth of his heart.
"I love you so much. Your words, your body, your heart — all mine. "
"All yours," I whispered, my voice completely wrecked, barely audible.
I reached up to trace the line of his jaw, feeling the stubble beneath my fingertips.
"Forever." We lay there for a long time, locked together by his knot, our hearts pounding in tandem before slowly settling into a synchronized rhythm.
His knot throbbed inside me, each pulse sending aftershocks of pleasure rippling through my oversensitive body, keeping me floating in a haze of satisfaction.
I could feel his release inside me, I also could feel my body clenching around his knot, trying to milk every last drop from him. Every now and then his knot would throb, pressing against inside me, making me whimper and clench around him involuntarily.
Then Leo lifted his head, and I saw tears streaming down his face, happy tears, I realized with a start.
Tears of joy and relief and overwhelming love that he wasn't even trying to hide.
His blue eyes were soft and open in a way I'd never seen from him before, all the walls down, all the armor stripped away.
"Your turn" he whispered, his voice trembling with emotion, cracking around the edges. He swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing in his throat. "I want to have your pretty mark on my neck.”
He tilted his head, baring his throat to me, making me suck in a deep breath. I leaned up and pressed my lips to his throat, feeling his pulse race beneath my mouth. Then I bit down.
He groaned above me, his body shuddering, and through the bond I felt the completion snap into place feeling everything with more intensity. When I released his throat and looked up at him, all the walls were down. No charm, no armor, no deflection. Just Leo, raw and vulnerable and completely mine.
"I love you," Leo said, pulling me closer as his knot slowly deflated, his arms wrapping around me like he never intended to let go. His voice was warm now, filled with a contentment I'd never heard from him before — no jokes, no deflection, just pure, unfiltered love.
"I love you too," I whispered against his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart beneath my ear. "And I'll spend the rest of my life giving you words to prove it."
He laughed, the first real laugh I'd heard from him since before I ran, and the sound was like sunshine breaking through clouds after a long storm. It filled the room, filled my heart, filled all the empty spaces that fear had carved out inside me.
"That's all I ever wanted," he said, pressing a kiss to my forehead, his lips lingering against my skin.
His voice was soft, reverent, like he was speaking a prayer.
"Just you. Just your words. Just us." I closed my eyes, letting the bond hum with contentment, feeling the four threads pulse in perfect harmony.
Complete. Finally, completely complete.
This was where I belonged. I was never running again.