I wanted this to be for Rhys too. I lifted my hips, meeting him thrust for thrust. His fingers dug into my hips, and I didn’t care that they were bound to leave marks behind. He drove into me deep, hard. I thrilled at the knowledge that I’d feel it with every step I took later. Then his hand slid between us and he circled my swollen clit with his thumb, and I couldn’t hold back any longer.
“Rhys!” I screamed out his name, writhing wildly in his arms as I shattered into what felt like a million pieces.
With only a few more thrusts, his muscles tensed and he groaned his pleasure into my ear. “My perfect angel. Never going to let yougo.”
Even after sleeping so deeply, I was completely exhausted again. And totally satisfied as I snuggled into Rhys’s arms. “I don’t think I can move,” I mumbled against his chest.
“It’s a good thing since I don’t want you to anyway,” he rasped, his hand sliding up and down myback.
A sigh of contentment escaped my lips, turning into a moan when he pulled his still half-hard length from my body. As soon as I registered the wet feeling between my legs, the glow dissipated. “Ohmigod,” I breathedout.
“You can say that again,” he gasped.
“No!” I yelped, shoving at his chest. “That wasn’t a good ohmigod, it was a you didn’t wear a condom, ohmigod.”
“Oh.”
I didn’t know what to make of the sound of that one syllable, not with the overly innocent look that accompanied it. “Oh? Oh! That’s all you have to say for yourself? We met less than twenty-four hours ago and we’ve had unprotected sex twice!”
“You were a virgin, and I’m clean,” he interjected.
“Well, whoop-dee-fucking-doo,” I drawled. “That would be a huge relief, except it still leaves us with the very real possibility of an unplanned pregnancy.”
I could have sworn I heard him mumble something like “not so unplanned” under his breath, but I was too busy ranting to really pay attention, and I must have misunderstood because there was no way I’d heard him correctly.
“And I know exactly how difficult it is for a woman to be pregnant on her own. I was right there by Aspen’s side when she was pregnant with Carter. It was so damn hard for her, no matter how much I tried to help. I can’t believe I might havejust—”
“Stop right there, Macy,” he snapped, pushing me onto my back and bracing himself over me. “You’re not on your own. I’m right here with you. There is no I anymore. We’re an us now, and you better get used to it because that’s never going to change.”