My heart gets lodged in my throat, and I’m scared to speak. “What?”
“I love you.”
Tears prick my eyes, and I blink several times to keep them away. I don’t want to cry in a moment like this. A moment so special, I know it’ll always be one of my favorites.
I cup his jaw and whisper my truth, “I love you too, Trouble. So very much.”
“I don’t want you to leave.” Worry laces his tone and it makes those pesky tears form again.
I shake my head. “I don’t want to leave either. If you’ll have me, I think this is where Elijah and I belong.”
The smile he gives me is breathtaking, and I bask in the glory of it.
In the next minute, his lips are crushing against mine at the same time his hips slowly drive forward. I clutch his shoulders and tighten my legs around his waist, loving the fullness of him inside me.
His hips move and so do mine, lifting up each time he thrusts down. His pelvis hits my clit in just the right way, and every time it does so, I feel a shockwave of pleasure build inside my stomach.
“Oh, Jesus, Trouble,” I moan. “You feel so…” I’m at a loss to find the right word.
“Perfect,” he breathes against my ear. “You feel so goddamn perfect.”
“Yes,” I hiss.
Lifting up on one fist, he maneuvers his arm beneath my waist, pulling me snuggly against him and doing a series of shallow thrusts, meshing his pelvis against my clit even more. I cling to the comforter beneath me with one hand and dig my nails into his pec with the other.
He looks down between our bodies, and my eyes move with his, seeing his cock sliding in and out of me, glistening each time he pulls out. Watching where a man’s body joins with mine has never particularly been a turn on for me, but watching Trouble’s shaft enter and retreat is so insanely sexy.
My stomach tightens and my inner muscles tense. I let out a garble cry when my body detonates. The sensations blasting through my body are almost too much to take. It robs me of breath and shoots fireworks through my nerve endings.
“Ah… fuck me,” he groans.
His powerful thrusts become frantic as he follows me over the edge of utter bliss.
His weight settles on top of me, and I run my fingers through his damp hair. With his face buried in my neck, we both work at regulat
ing our breathing. It takes several minutes to accomplish.
He lifts himself away slightly and pushes the hair out of my face.
“You’re incredible, you know that?”
I smile and give him a playful grin. “I know, but I’m glad you recognize it too.”
His chuckle is deep and husky. “Cocky much?”
I shake my head. “Nope. You just make me feel incredible.”
He drops his head down and kisses away the breath I just managed to catch. We’re both panting again when he pulls back.
“Come on. Let’s go get cleaned up so we can get Elijah.”
He does a push up with his fists then helps me from the bed and leads me to the bathroom. After turning on the shower, he disposes of the condom and turns back to me. Hoisting me up by my butt, he steps underneath the warm spray, where he cleans me, dirties me up again against the shower wall before cleaning me a second time.
WITH MY FINGERS SLID between Remi’s, we make the short trek to Susan’s. My body’s still humming from being inside her, and I’m already impatient to be there again. I want to stay there a week, maybe more, and never come up for air or food.
She’s staying. Here. In Malus. With me. She may not totally be on board with what me and my brothers do, but she understands. She gets why it’s important to us.
I still have to deal with Judge on the matter. JW and Emo I’m not so worried about, but Judge is going to have a problem with her staying. Even though her situation is very similar to the people we invite to live here. We’re very selective in the people we bring to Malus. Children, obviously, don’t know what goes on until they turn sixteen. Although what Remi went through makes her a candidate for Malus, she herself is different than anyone else. None of us has ever been in love with a woman we’ve brought here.