Page 107 of Vengeful Vows

Eventually, he adds a third finger, and I feel so full that I come again, crying out his name.

“That's right, baby. Come all over my tongue,” he moans, and then I put my hands in his hair, pulling him up.

“I want you,” I pant. “Want you inside me.”

“You don’t have to ask me twice.” He wipes his hand across his mouth.

He takes off his shirt, discarding it, and unbuttons his slacks, stepping out of them and his underwear at once. His dick stands thick and heavy in front of him, and my mouth is watering all over again.

I wish I could have him in my mouth again, but I’m too worked up after two orgasms, want him inside me, looking into my eyes as he makes love to me.

And this time, it will be making love for both of us. Because we love each other.

I’m in awe of it, can’t believe that he feels the same way, but I’m grateful nonetheless. I can’t believe I thought I might die tonight but in reality, I’m getting everything I want.

Guilt rockets through me, but when Declan guides himself inside me, I moan out his name, unable to think any further.

He looks into my eyes, cupping my face as he moves inside me, and tears start to fill my eyes almost immediately.

“Are you all right?” Declan whispers and stops his movements.

I whine, rocking my hips forward. “I’m fine. I just... I feel a lot.”

“I feel a lot too." He groans as he thrusts in and out. “God, I’m so close already. I love the way you taste.”

“Don’t worry.” I giggle. “This can last all night.”

“We’ve got all the time in the world.” And he thrusts into me harder, more sloppily.

I know that he’s close, and I dig my nails into his shoulders.

He hisses at the sting before spilling inside of me, and when he’s done, he collapses on top of me, holding himself up with just his forearms.

I smile, kissing along the side of his face, and Declan chuckles.

“We didn’t finish dinner.”

“Let’s have naked dinner,” I say wickedly, wiggling out from under him and standing to take off my dress, unzipping it and letting it fall to the floor.

Declan grins and, already naked, takes the table and pulls it closer to the bed, taking our plates off it and handing me mine.

I take off my strappy shoes while Declan discards his socks and shoes.

“Naked dinner. Can’t believe I didn’t think of this before.” He cuts into his steak and eats a big piece. “It’s even good lukewarm,” he groans.

I pop a shrimp into my mouth, grinning at him.

“When did you know?" I ask him, and he stops chewing, thinking.

“I honestly don’t know,” he says quietly. “It happened so gradually that all of a sudden, it just hit me. I think I was watching you sleep, actually.”

I’ve never seen Declan flush, but his cheeks are a little pink as he looks away.

“That's so sweet.” I feel like a girl who’s just gotten her first boyfriend, but I can’t help it. I’m in love, and we’re married, and he feels the same way. It’s like everything else doesn't matter anymore.

“What about you?” he asks.

“Same as you,” I answer honestly. “I don’t know how it happened, it just... one day, I was in love.”

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