Page 19 of Hero

Holy hannah, you’re going to split me in two.

I’m weightless in his arms as he lifts me up and drives me back down onto his hips, a gasp-cry escapes my lips.

“Ride me,” he commands. “Go wild, darlin’”

Soon, I pick up the pace and bounce on him, adding to the sound of skin slapping together.

Silas is inside me and I don’t just mean physically, but in every way imaginable, this man possesses me. He feels so big inside me, reaching spots I’ve never explored and staking his claim. He won’t ever let me go, nor would I want him to.

My hair spills over my face, my breasts mash into his firm body and I bury my face in the crook of his neck. Blood rushes through me and—

“Oh, Silas,” I yell, close to the edge.

“Good, come, darlin’,” he rasps.

He drives up into me, deeper, harder, flexing inside me relentlessly. The pressure constricts my lungs, making my breath catch. The intensity surges, building to a crest, taking us to a wonderful place.

My shallow gasps sync with his quickening breaths. I’m right there with him on the verge with my muscles gripping, toes curling and eyes rolling back. His body is diamond before he bucks into me, slamming his way home.

And my entire being ignites in a symphony of ecstasy as I clamp down and convulse violently on him. He grunts out his orgasm, breaking apart as it explodes, releasing inside me.

Lowering to the floor backward, he stamps my lips with a kiss. I relish the intimacy, collapsing on his sweat-slicken chest as our climax dissipates. His heat recedes from my walls and we break the kiss.

I lay in his arms, sated and spent. Then there’s silence.

The fire crackles, the rain drums on the roof and we breathe as one. Despite the loss of his heat, we are connected on aprofound level. The next moment we exist as heavy breaths, light chuckles, and delicate touches—a shared language that speaks to our deep connection.

“If you can accept my past then I want you here with me,” he growls. “I can’t let you go.”

He sounds as helpless as I felt the first time I saw him when he captivated me and I intuitively understood that no matter how wild the ride was going to be, we were inseparable.

“Good,” I whisper. “Because I want to stay here with you.”

But even as I lay safe in his arms, I know there’s one more loose end I need to take care of and I have to do it alone.

Silas

Something is wrong.

I wake to a sunlit room and my gaze immediately drifts to the space beside me.She’s gone.Stirred by the ripple of realization, I prop up on my elbow and scan the room. The quiet that envelops me is all too familiar, but the faint pang of longing tugging at my heartstrings is alien.

I check the cabin just to make sure—yeah, I’m alone.

Where is she? And why didn’t she wake me?

Images knock around in my brain: her sexy body, the soft rhythm of her breaths, the warmth of her skin.

Fuck, you ruined me, darlin’.

My anxieties are tangled up with all the mistakes I made. Why didn’t I open up from the jump? Told her I didn’t want a fake relationship. That I loved her and wanted, no, needed her in my life. I mean, sure, she might have decided I was batshit crazyand run a mile, but at least I would have laid my cards on the table.

I check my phone to see she’s left a message and I can’t open it fast enough.

I’m heading into town to handle a few things. I knew if I told you last night that you’d want to come with me for support, but I feel like I need to do this alone. There’s something I need to take care of on my own, and I hope you can understand. Don’t worry, Harper gave me a lift.

Coming home soon.

P.S. You looked too peaceful to wake.

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