My eyes stream with the sudden fullness and he runs his hands all over me, setting my skin alight.
“Fiero,please—” I whimper.
His cock is grazing against a part of me that’s so deep, it feels like my center. When he lifts me up, withdrawing his length, he tugs me back down all the way making my eyes roll back in my head.
“You gonna come, baby? Leave your scent over all me,cucciola.”
“OhGod!”I love the way he talks to me in bed.
“I’m going to fill you so full.”
Like he does every night.
He presses a thick thumb to my clit and circles it. The dual sensations of being screwed deep and fondled deliciously makes stars burst behind my eyes.
“Damn,” he gasps. “That’s it.”
I clench around him so tight he can barely thrust, then he slams me down and pistons into me at the same time, growling my name again and again.
When our bodies stop convulsing I collapse over his chest, thoroughly spent.
He weaves his arms around my back and holds me while his cock softens. I drift in and out of sleep, feeling completely used in the best way and utterly sated.
“I’ve never felt anything like you,” he whispers.
My eyelids drift open, lazily. “Huh?”
“Your body,” he murmurs. “Your skin. It’s so soft. So perfect.”
“I like having your hands on me,” I whisper.
“It doesn’t frighten you?”
I shake my head, nuzzling deeper into his chest. “No. Nothing you do could ever frighten me, Fiero. I trust you completely.”
He holds me tighter and breathes into my hair.
“You’re the love of my life, you know that?”
My head pops up to see his eyes swimming in emotion. I press a soft kiss to his lips, tasting the conviction on the tip of his tongue.
“And you’re mine,” I say, smiling against his mouth.
We settle into a light sleep, me wrapped up in his arms while his heartbeat steadies against mine.
I’m finally starting to feel whole again. Like all the broken pieces have fit snugly back into place.
And as he holds me through the night, I realize that love was never the thing that ruined us. It was fear. And for the first time since I was a little girl just starting out at Berman High, I don’t feel frightened. I feel safe enough to be loved completely.
the end.
Want more of Fiero and Pfeiffer?Find out what happened when Pfeiffer found the black feather Fiero had selected to represent her ruin, in bonus epilogue, ‘TheDevil’s Feather.’
And turn the page for a taster of what to expect in Book 2,To Covet a Wolf!
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