Chapter 72
“So wet for me already,” I murmured, circling her clit with my thumb while I worked one finger inside her tight heat. She was impossibly small, impossibly tight, and I had to grit my teeth against the urge to just bury myself in her. “That’s it, sweetheart. Let me make you feel good.”
‘Regis- Her voice broke on my name, her nails digging into my shoulders as I added a second finger, stretching her carefully. “Please, I need-
I know what you need. I curled my fingers inside her, finding that spot that made her cry out, and I worked her methodically, watching her face as the pleasure built, her body tensing beneath me. “Come for me first, Eileen. I want to feel you.”
She shattered with a broken sob, her inner walls clamping down around my fingers, and I groaned at the sensation, at the knowledge that soon I’d be buried inside her, feeling her come apart around my cock instead.
When the tremors subsided, I withdrew my hand and positioned myself at her entrance, the head of my cock pressing against her slick folds. “Look at me,” I commanded softly, and her eyes flew open, hazy with pleasure but focused on me. “I’ve got you.”
I pushed forward slowly, watching her face for any sign of pain. She winced as I breached her, her breath hitching, and I froze immediately. “Breathe,” I murmured, kissing her temple, her cheek, the corner of her mouth. “Just breathe for me.”
She did, her body gradually relaxing around me, and I pushed deeper, inch by careful inch, until I was fully seated inside her. The sensation was overwhelming–she was so tight, so hot and wet around me that I had to close my eyes and focus on not losing control immédiately.
“Okay? I managed, my voice strained.
“Okay, she whispered, and then, tentatively, “You can move.”
I did, pulling back and thrusting forward in a slow, steady rhythm that made her gasp and arch beneath me. Her legs wrapped around my waist, pulling me deeper, and I groaned, my control fraying with each stroke.
“You feel perfect,” I rasped against her ear. “So perfect, Eileen. My mate.
She whimpered, her body moving with mine, and I could feel her climbing toward release again, could feel the way her pussy was starting to flutter around me. I reached between them, my thumb finding her clit, and she cried out, her nails raking down my back.
“That’s it, I growled, my hips snapping harder now, driven by instinct and need. ‘Come for me again. Let me feel you,”
“Regis–oh God–Regis-
She came with a sharp cry, her body clamping down around me so hard I saw stars, and I buried my face in her neck, my teeth finding the junction of het shoulder. “Mine,‘ I snarled, and I bit down–not breaking skin but marking her, claiming her as my own release crashed over me, my cock pulsing as I spilled myself deep inside her.
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The bond flared between us, brilliant and binding, and I felt her pleasure echo through it, amplifying my own until I couldn’t tell where I ended and she began. I held her through the aftershocks, my teeth still gently clamped on her neck, grounding us both.
When I finally released her, I licked the mark soothingly, then pulled back to look at her. She was flushed and dazed, a small smile playing at her lips, and she looked more at peace than I’d ever seen her.
“I love you,” I said, my voice breaking, and I kissed her softly, sealing the promise between us. Whatever came next, we would face it together
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.

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