He rested within her, stretching her beyond capacity, seemingly as incapacitated as she was at her captivation. Pride played on her lips as blackness frothed from the periphery of her vision, a storm front of pleasure advancing from her core.
It was he who broke the panting silence, his voice feral. “Eliana, the pleasure of you...Deus...”
He rose on his palms, withdrawing again, dragging a shriek of loss from her. She clung blindly, crazed for his branding pain and pleasure. He gave them to her, driving back inside her.
On his next withdrawal, she lost what was left of her mind. She thrust her hips up, seeking his impalement. He bunched her hair in his fist, tugged her down to the bed, exposing her throat, latching his teeth into her flesh.
“Yes, Rafael,” she cried out. “Eat me up...finish me.”
“I will. I always will.”
He plowed back into her, showed her that the first time he’d taken her, her inexperienced flesh had impeded his advance. This time, those first plunges had just been preparations. Now he fed her core more with every pounding thrust, causing an unbelievable, almost unbearable expansion within her, until she felt him hit the epicenter of her very essence and unleashed everything inside her.
Ecstasy rent her with its intensity, had her shrieking, convulsing, clinging to him in her tumult. All through, her swimming vision clung to his magnificent face as he focused on completing her release until she saw it seize, tension shooting up in his eyes, as if unsure when to let go.
And she begged for him, for everything. “Give me—give me...”
And he gave. She felt each throb and surge of his climax inside her. The hot jets hit her intimate, swollen flesh, had her thrashing, weeping, unable to endure the spikes in pleasure as everything dimmed, faded....
* * *
Awareness trickled between cottony layers of fulfillment. Then Ellie realized what had roused her. Rafael was rising off her, leaving her body.
Before she could whimper with his loss, she moaned her contentment. More bliss settled into her bones as he swept her around, draped her over his expansive body, stayed inside her, mingling their sweat and satisfaction.
Closing her eyes, she let the moment integrate into her cells. She’d need these precious memories to tide her over for the rest of her life.
When one day this ended.
But it wasn’t over yet. And she’d cherish every moment with him. Celebrate being alive and desired by him for any length of time.
“If I’d known how it would be between us...” his voice rumbled beneath her ear. “That it would far exceed even my perfectionist fantasies, I would have taken you weeks ago.”
She raised a wobbling head, marveled anew at his beauty, and at how incredible their bodies looked entwined.
“See? Next time just give in to my demands.”
His lips curved. “I certainly will. But then I think we needed this past month, of deepening our knowledge and appreciation of each other and suffering denial, to reach this unprecedented level of intimacy and ecstasy.”
“If you say so.”
“I do.” He tugged her hair, turning her face to where he was pointing. “See this?”
“Your jacket?”
“Yes. The jacket full of protection I didn’t use.”
She rose on trembling arms, palms on his sculpted chest, dismay surging. She hadn’t even thought of protection. Again.
Or had she...?
In a heartbeat, she saw a whole realm of possibility, a life revolving around a baby with raven hair and silver eyes.
She sat up, feeling his seed inside her, transforming her from girl to woman, a woman who’d give anything for it to take root in her womb.
But that was her. He wouldn’t feel the same.
“You could be already pregnant.”