Loved Anew - A Tattooed Brides Short Story

“Fuck I will never get enough.” he says as he finishes. He comes back up; his face covered in me and kisses me like I am the most precious thing in his life. Nothing is more erotic then tasting myself on him. “Time for sleep, my light. Thank you for loving me back, baby.” he whispers in my ear as I begin to doze off. I turn and face him, needing to look in his eyes.

“Thank you, my king. For nurturing me back to health. For waiting on me to realize what you knew all along. For giving me our angels and for making me the luckiest woman in the world. I love you, Lars. So much.” Our mouths meet in a vow of forever before we fall asleep in each other's arms. My favorite place to be.