Chapter 62
Mia
No man could ever fill me the way Aiden does, and I’m not sure I’ll ever get used to him.
Aiden claims my ass in a way that is almost punishing, but I want it.
I rock back to meet him with every thrust, and the deep groans he offers as he fucks me are my reward.
They take me higher with him as he bottoms out, losing the last barbell inside me.
“Harder, Aiden…” I murmur. “More…”
“Look at you, my good girl. There isn’t a part of you I don’t own now. You’re part of me, branded into my blackened heart. Woven into my tortured soul.”
I moan as water spills over me, and I brace myself on the glass of the shower wall.
“Aiden…I…I’m going to come like this. Holy fuck, I can’t…
take it,” I tell him, pressing into the glass so hard my hands hurt.
Aiden winds his hand in my hair and uses it for leverage, pulling me back to him, fucking me so deep.
All the while, his fingers stay over my pussy, and then I’m shattering around him.
Screaming his name so loud, I don’t even recognize my own voice as I come.
It’s transcendent. I’ve never felt anything like it.
“Mia…” he groans. “Emilia…tell me every part of you is mine.” He pulls his fingers from my clit and spanks my ass.
“Every part, Aiden. I’m yours.” I can feel my ass tighten around him, and then I hear him mutter my name again, and fuck, he’s gripping my hips so tight.
Every part of him stiffens and tightens behind me as he spanks my ass again and growls my name so deep and drawn out. “Emilia…”
I feel everything as he spills into my ass. His hands gripping my hips tight, his warmth as it spreads through me, and the calm afterward as his grip loosens and turns softer, stroking my hips, my low back, as he slows then stops. Once again, he’s changed me forever.
We stay connected like this for a few minutes, coming down from our high. He’s murmuring my name and how pretty I am, telling me how well I took his cock until the waves pass and the sound of our breath evens.
Aiden releases my hip as he pulls himself from me, then reaches down and turns off the water.
I’m beyond spent. I stay still just like this for a moment, leaning against the shower glass in the humid night, trying to calm my racing heart.
My ass is sore and aching, but he wraps a towel around me before he picks me up and carries me, cradled to his chest, into the bedroom, where he deposits me onto his bed.
I hear him drying off, and then he’s beside me, not wasting a second before kissing my lips, my chin.
My lungs burn from calling out, but I’m so satisfied that I feel like jelly. Like I’m floating. Aiden kisses my lips again and whispers to me how good I did as he holds me close against his chest, and I’ve never felt so connected to another living soul as I do to him now.
“I love you, my pretty girl, and I’ll love you until my last breath,” he whispers as he strokes my arm with the big, inked hands I’ll always feel safe in.
“I love you, Aiden. My protector.” I hum, my eyes closed as I breathe him in.
This is a side of him I’ll never tire of, but I love all sides of him.
This man who I didn’t even know I was looking for, when I was drowning in loneliness and grief, has given me the kind of love that lasts beyond time and space. The dance of fire and ice as they coexist. Equally destructive and strong, unending in their own grace. Eternal, just like us.