He kisses a path down my torso and takes a hard peak between his hot lips. I cry out and hold his head to my breast, wanting more of the deliciousness.
"Look at me." His voice breaks on the second word when he comes back over the top of me.
My eyes open and the man looking down at me holds nothing back.
When I do, I find my Luca, raw and wrecked and so completely mine that the sight of him splits me open along every fault line I've been barely holding together.
We move together with a ferocity that shifts by degrees into something deeper, the anger burning away layer by layer until what remains beneath it is the aching, desperate need to be as close as two bodies can be.
His thrusts slow from punishing to deliberate, each one a question and an answer and a promise I can feel in my bones. My nails rake down his back and he hisses through his teeth, the sound dissolving into my name spoken like a prayer against the curve of my neck.
The orgasm builds from somewhere so deep it feels geological, tectonic plates shifting beneath the surface of everything I thought I knew about anger and love and the impossible territory where they overlap.
When it breaks, it takes my voice with it, a cry that carries the grief and the fury and the stubborn, terrifying hope I couldn't kill no matter how hard I tried.
I shamelessly pitch my pelvis forward and take more of him deeper. He growls, letting me know he feels the way my body sucks him in.
I moan into his mouth when he breaks away to steal my lips with his. There’s a ravenous hurriedness to the way he pries my mouth open with his tongue. I give in to him and savor the feel of his tongue sweeping over mine. I rock my hips, fucking him as much as he fucks me, both of us breathless and hungry for the other.
I run my hands up his back and feel the power of the man taking me. He saved me, protected me with his body when I made a foolish decision to try and save my mother on my own. He’s not the only one with an ego, I’ve come to understand.
He protected me. Saved me. And I saved him.
“I love you. Luca, I love you more than I’ve ever loved someone. Being away from you tore my heart out. I just didn’t know how I could face you after everything.”
“It’s me who could not face you. It tore my heart out to be away from you. But I knew you needed time. The love I feel for you, my jungle flower, is deeper than just my soul. You’ve become a part of me I can’t live without. From this moment on, you will know everything. My fears, my worries. My dreams and my sins.”
“And I accept them if you accept mine.”
With that, my back bows off the mattress and he picks me up, leaning back on his heels. He settles me over his lap and I begin to move over his cock. Taking him deeper and deeper with each unhurried stroke.
His arms bear my weight and I lean into them trusting him to keep me safe. Trusting him with my body, heart and soul.
Wet, hungry lips wrap around one nipple and suckle before moving to the next.
My head falls back and I am swept away by all that is the man I love. His scent, his touch, his body.
“You belong to me. I give you everything I am.”
“Yes,” I moan and wrap my arms around his neck. I raise my head and our gazes lock. He spreads me out on the bed and settles over me, gently. I cling to him and meet every thrust he gives with one of my own. Together we stoke the heat building inside us. He grips my hips, burrowing so deeply inside me I’m left gasping his name.
He moves down and places a kiss over my heart. “I want to spend my life showing you the love I have for your heart and soul.”
When he comes back up I cup his face. “My heart is yours. You better not break it from here on out.” I wrap my legs around him and tighten my core around his length. He pulses inside me and I gasp lightly.
“Luca, I want to love you forever. I’m trusting you with all of me. Us.” I touch my baby bump.
He considers my words and I see the weight of what I’ve handed back to him register.
“That’s a promise I’ll die to keep.”
He pistons deep inside me and I rock my hips to meet his thrusts. Together we seek our releases.We’re breathless and holding each other so tightly that when I scream my release, his roar mixes with mine. Our chests vibrate and I can feel my life force twine with his.
He comes with a sound that wrecks me, his body shuddering against mine, his arms so tight around me I can feel his heartbeat against my ribs.
We lie tangled together in the aftermath, breathing hard, and damp with sweat that is cooling against our skin in the lamplight. His forehead rests against mine, our breath mingling in the narrow space between our mouths, and the scent of us together fills the small room with something primal and honest and impossible to fake.
He holds his weight off my bump and cocoons me in his warmth. "I love you, Ilona Valentina." His voice is rough, stripped of everything but sincerity. "The grumpy, stubborn, brave woman who saw through me from the beginning." His thumb traces my cheekbone, catching a tear I let slip. “You have my heart too. And I know it’s safe and where it belongs.”