Chapter 39

Chapter

Thirty-Nine

PHOENIX

I can’t get her back to the villa fast enough.

I’m being pulled to her. An invisible tether connecting us effortlessly tugging me forward. She lifts her shirt just above her belly, letting me see what I have created, tucked away in her warmth.

The realization that a part of me is inside her nearly buckles my knees. I am overwhelmed by the love I have for her—for this unborn child that is a fraction of us both. It’s like being within a dream, the kind from which I never want to wake.

I cautiously reach out bring my hands to rest on her stomach, feeling the gentle rise and fall of her breathing. My own heart beats wildly, as if it is searching for its other half.

I need her. I need her in my arms. I need her beneath me. I need to be inside her. She is the only thing that can make me whole. I need her like I need the air to breathe.

My heart is racing as I move closer to her. I can feel the heat from her body, and I want to be near her. I want to touch her. I bring my hands to her hips, gently caressing her skin. She responds to my touch and moves closer. She looks up at me with a smoldering stare that sets my whole body aflame.

Our lips meet for the first time in what feels like decades, as if every emotion between us has been given its own voice. Passion, desire, and love all find their way into our kiss. Our bodies press against one another in perfect alignment, as though each piece of us is meant to fit together perfectly.

We explore each other’s bodies with our hands, exploring every curve and dip with newfound reverence. Our intensity robs us of breath; a wave of emotion washes over us both as we discover just how much we need one another.

Time stands still in this moment, suspended by a force beyond space or understanding. As our souls intertwine in the most intimate of ways, I know without hesitation that she is my home. I will never truly be whole until she is at my side once again.

I lean in closer and whisper in her ear, “I want you, Ani. I want you so desperately it hurts.”

She draws a sharp breath, and her body quivers beneath my touch. Before she can say anything, I press my lips against her neck, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body.

I move my hands down her body, tracing the curves of her waist. I start to lower my head and nuzzle my face in her cleavage when she grabs my shoulders and pulls me up to her. Our eyes lock, and we both know that this is our moment. I capture her lips with mine, and we both moan in unison.

I wander my hands down her body, and soon I’m slipping my fingers beneath her panties. She trembles in anticipation as I stroke her warm wetness. She throws her head back, her breaths coming in short gasps as I teasingly circle her clit with my thumb.

I inhale deeply, pressing my body against hers. Her heat radiates through me, and I let out a soft moan as I drown in her scent. She looks up at me with pure desire, and I can no longer suppress the ache that has been growing inside me for so long. I slide my hands around her waist and pull her close, pressing my lips to hers in a deep, passionate kiss.

With urgency, I press my body against hers. She gasps as I slip a hand between her thighs, tracing my fingertips along her most sensitive parts. Her warmth beckons me closer, and when I gaze into her eyes, I see the same desire that I feel.

I reach for her waist and hoist her up, pressing her against the wall. She wraps her legs around me, and I capture her lips with mine, tasting every inch of her. I explore her curves with my hands, running them over her skin, eliciting soft moans from her.

I’ve never enjoyed touching a woman as much as I am with her .

She’s carrying my child inside this body, and I feel as if I must touch and touch and touch again.

I want to be gentle. I want to make love, but the primal need inside of me needs to take her hard, deep, with all the aggression that is sizzling through me to claim her as mine. Truly mine.

We come together in a flurry of heat and movement. I thrust deeper, faster, and harder into her as she screams out my name. The intensity of our connection only grows as I feel her body quivering with pleasure beneath me.

I press my hips against hers, my hands roaming her body. Her heat surrounds me, her desire driving me on. I reach down and grab her hips, thrusting harder and faster. She gasps, her eyes wide with ecstasy as I drive into her.

My body trembles as her amazing tightness envelopes me. She gasps my name, her fingers digging into my back as our pleasure builds. I kiss her deeply, tenderly, savoring the sweetness of our connection.

I move faster, pushing harder and deeper into her with each thrust. We come together in a frenzy of passion, our bodies writhing in what seems to go on forever.

I toss her onto the mattress and slowly crawl onto the bed and over her body. Bracing my weight on my hands, planted on either side of her head, I gaze down into her eyes. When I smile, she smiles. And when I kiss her, she kisses me back. Her lips part, and I dip my head to kiss her. When she opens her mouth wider and lifts her head to meet me halfway, I take her bottom lip, sucking it into my mouth until she moans and then giving it a nip until she gasps. Only then do I kiss her, softly, gently, until she reaches up, wraps a hand around my neck, and pulls me closer.

She wraps her legs around my waist, holding me against her as we kiss. Her hands move from my neck to my ass, and then they dig into the muscles on either side of my spine until they reach the curve at the top of my ass, where they grip me tight as if trying to pull me inside of her. That’s when she starts to whimper as if in pain and when that doesn’t work, she begins to whine as if she is frustrated beyond belief. When that still doesn’t work, she arches her back beneath me and releases a cry that makes it clear what she wants.

I turn onto my side and pin both of her hands above her head with one of mine .

“You’re killing me!” she whines, arching her back.

A wicked smirk spreads across my lips as I hear her snarl. I respond by leaning forward and delicately tracing the outline of her right nipple with my tongue. Her nipples are my favorite type of temptation, changing from a light pink when soft, to a captivating dusky coral as they stand firm. I shamelessly indulge in their flavor, only stopping when she begs for more.

I snake my hands beneath her supple ass and lift her into the air as I plunge deep into her. A thunderous scream erupts from her lungs as I fill her with my passion and pleasure, leaving her panting and wanting more. My body is still as I wait for her to adjust to me, until finally my movements begin to draw out the desire that was hidden away in her soul.

I devour her lips with mine, my tongue demanding possession while I claim her body with a possessive ferocity. I take her fast and hard, driving relentlessly deeper as she gasps my name and claws at my back. She begins to peak, and I keep going, pushing her further until she screams in pleasure, each contraction pulling me closer and closer to my own release. I grit my teeth, determined to keep going until I take her to the crest again.

My cock is digging deeper and deeper into her tight little hole, pushing her to the brink of pleasure. My balls tighten as I drive hard and deep into her, pushing her further and further until she’s screaming for me to stop.

“You’re so fucking tight,” I growl, pushing against her with all of my strength, feeling my orgasm come close.

“You’re so fucking big,” she pants, her body tightening around me as I fill her completely.

“Does my cock hurt you, dove?” I demand, thrusting like a wild animal.

“Yes,” she gasps, “but hurt me more. Hurt me deep and hard.”

Her back arches, and her muscles tighten around me, pulling me deeper inside her. My intensity is building within me, and I cry out, my voice echoing off the walls as I drive into her one final time.

We both collapse afterward, exhausted and trembling from the fervor of our lovemaking. Our breathing is heavy and ragged as we lie there for a few moments, savoring the afterglow of our union.

Finally, we pull apart and look into each other’s eyes with adoration and love. We share a soft kiss before snuggling up close to one another in comfortable silence, feeling closer than ever before .

I’m not a man to cuddle, but something inside of me demands to pull her into my arms. To protect. To hold onto like she’s mine and will forever be.

I move my hand along her naked body, feeling the silky softness of her skin against my fingertips. I peck her shoulder then hug her waist, our closeness in the aftermath of our pleasure still strong.

My erection remains, yet I want nothing more than to stay with her like this. To be with her. To be one.

She kisses my cheek and rests against my chest. Our breathing slows, receding into a tranquil tempo.

For the first time ever, I feel like I could drift off right here in this bed with her tucked securely in my embrace. I have never felt such a thing for anyone else before, nor have I ever considered it. I trail my fingers gently across her face and tilt up her chin so I can make eye contact. This is the first time I have ever wanted something like this to last. This isn’t just a one-time thing. I have plans for us.

I kiss her lips softly, and when I pull away, she has a sleepy smile. Her eyes sparkle, and she looks up at me with a content expression.

This is how lovers fuck, and I can’t say that I mind.

As our breathing slows, I press my forehead against hers and whisper “You are truly mine now.” She smiles up at me, her eyes still filled with desire as she wraps her arms around me and whispers “I’ve always been yours.”

Her eyes meet mine, and she smiles softly before pressing her lips to mine. Our kiss is soft and gentle, filled with promise and devotion.

My arms wrap around her waist as I deepen the kiss, our tongues entwining in a passionate dance. She moans softly into my mouth, her body trembling in my embrace. I can feel her warmth against me, her need for me a shimmering heatwave.

We break away from the kiss reluctantly, both of us breathless and trembling with desire. I look into her eyes and see something I can’t put words to: love, passion, commitment... It’s all there in her gaze.

I brush my fingertips over her cheek before carefully tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear. I smile at her before leaning back in for another kiss, this one slower and more tender than the first.

She wraps her arms around my neck and pulls me closer to deepen the kiss even further. We move together as one, exploring each other with an intensity I’ve never felt before.

We break away eventually but remain pressed against one another until we’re both breathing normally again. We pull apart just far enough so that we can look into each other’s eyes once more; hers still filled with emotion and mine burning with passion for the woman I can now call mine forever.

She is my dove in the flames of my fire, and that will never change.