I clutch at his face, bringing his gaze to mine.
Across the emerald greens of his eyes, I see our future, glinting in the midst of our carnal unleashing. I see all the love and pleasure we’re going to share.
I see us, written plain on his face.
He turns his body into a machine, pistoning his cock into me.
I expect my pussy to protest, but the only feeling is that all-consuming warmth. I moan and sing out in lust, bouncing up and down, hardly able to believe I was ever nervous about this.
He’s right. Our bodies want this, need this.
Our bodies are hungry for this.
His body looks so powerful as sweat slides down his pecs. We rock together, his cock slickly grinding in and out of me, his length hitting that deep-buried sensitive spot every time.
Our eyes lock as the sensation in my core begins to grow more than I can bear.
In his eyes I can see a promise of the life we’re going to have, seeping through my body into my bones, into my soul, and everything I am.
Every single inch of me swells with the feeling.
I lean forward and wrap my arms around him, not even thinking about it as I bite down on his shoulder, my moans becoming muffled as his groaning animal grunts get deeper and more feral.
“Cream on my dick,” he snarls in my ear. “I need to feel that tight pussy clamp down around my cock. I need to feel you creaming. Kyra, fuck, cream for me…”
His voice has begun to grow hoarse like he’s getting close to his end.
I have no idea how much time has passed, forever maybe.
I gasp as he somehow thrusts even fast, as though ramping up toward his explosion. My body cries out in joy, telling me to buck my hips even harder, to drive him to his end.
Letting go of his shoulder, I scream when the orgasm erupts.
All the tension snaps and suddenly my body is flying. It feels so different from before when he went down on me and brought me to orgasm with his hand. It feels like an entire system of stars has erupted inside of me, spreading hands of pure pleasure, until my body is glowing.
Everything burns. Everything throbs.
My pussy pulses around his cock, my lips so sensitive I can’t take it. I can feel his seed rushing into me like white-hot lava as he lets out a roar and thrusts into me with even more possessive passion.
The bed creaks beneath us as we ride off into the final moments of our orgasm, my hips aching.
But I don’t care, not when his roaring trails off and he buries his face in my neck, his lips warm against my skin and his frenetic breath telling me how good he feels.
He collapses against me as he pushes all the way inside one last time, holding himself there as the final moments of my orgasm fizzle out.
Rolling aside, he wraps his arm around me, pulling me against him as though he can’t stand the thought of there being any space between us. I feel exactly the same and I press against him, resting my cheek against his chest and listening to his pounding heartbeat.
“I can’t believe I was ever nervous about that,” I whisper, kissing his sweat-coated pec.
“I told you.” I can hear the smirk in his voice, his breathing slows down, as his fingertips trail through my hair. “You were so sexy, Kyra. When you started to relax, the way you moaned and moved with me… it’s getting me hot again just thinking about it.”
I smile warmly, my cheeks glowing with emotion. “Thank you for saying that. I was so worried I was going to disappoint you.”
“Never,” he snarls. “That could never happen. It’s me and you forever. And who knows? Maybe I just put our first baby in you.”
As my eyes close, I hold onto his chest, feeling the stony security of him.
“I hope so,” I whisper.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Kayden
The city rises into the horizon, making me want to turn back and take Kyra to the cabin.
It’s the afternoon after we first had made love, and every moment since my body has been roaring at me to take her again… which I did, after we ate our steaks last night. And then again this morning.
After the third time, my sexy woman perched on my chest, looking down at me with her wavy wonderfully wild hair and a cute smile on her lips.
“I think I might need a little break. You’re a real beast, you know that?”
I chuckled and slid my fingers over her cheek. “Fair enough. But just know that I’m going to want you every single second of every day, Kyra. I’ll never stop wanting you.”
“Even when I’m all sweaty and tired from pregnancy, huh?”
I grinned. “Even then. Especially then. I’m looking forward to your pregnancy glow.”