She reached down with her hand, sliding it between her legs until she reached my balls. This sent my eyes rolling backward in my head, and I could feel the tension building as I slid my cock in and out of her. I let go of her breast and grabbed her hand, taking it away from me and directing it to her apex. I pressed my fingers down onto hers so that there was even more pressure on that most sensitive part of her body, and she cried out.
“More! Yes!”
She continued to pleasure herself with hard and fast movements, and I took hold of her by the hip bone, which allowed me to start thrusting a little harder.
“Don’t stop,” she begged. “Don’t.”
I drilled into her a few more times, and when I knew she was about to come, I let go of what little control I was holding onto and spilled inside of her. She crested over the edge of her second orgasm at the same time that I finished, and we both laid back, breathing heavily.
“God, that was good,” she said, resting her head back on my chest. I moved the hair away from her cheek and kissed her. She brought her hand up to the side of my face and gently stroked me with the soft pads of her delicate fingers.
“Daphne,” I said, pressing my lips to her fingers as they brushed over my mouth. “I love you.”
Her body stiffened, but only for a moment. Then her muscles relaxed, and her body eased back into my embrace.
“I love you too,” she said in a whisper.
I nuzzled my nose into her neck. “Really?”
She laughed under her breath. “Yes. Really. I actually—I said it to you in the hospital. But you had already walked away and were out of earshot.”
I smiled. “Why didn’t you want to tell me for real?”
“I was afraid.”
“Of what? That I didn’t love you back?”
“Sort of.”
I scoffed. “You’re out of your mind. How could you think that?”
“I just… I was worried.”
“I’m confused. This whole time, I thought that I was totally showing my hand. Are you really going to tell me that you didn’t know I was serious about this?”
“It’s a bit more nuanced than that,” she said.
“Please, do explain.”
“Well… It’s like this—everything about our relationship so far has been very chaotic. We went from fucking in alleyways and locker rooms to telling each other really insane secrets, to you having to save me from being sold on the black market. It’s insane when you think about it, and I guess a part of me was afraid that you didn’t actually find me all that interesting. That once everything had settled down, and there was no more drama or impending doom, that you would realize the feelings you had weren’t real.”
“You don’t understand,” I said, pulling her in a little closer. “I had feelings for you before any of that crazy stuff happened. I felt something the moment I laid eyes on you—long before I knew you were going to throw yourself at me in the alleyway or that you were a werewolf.”
She chuckled. “Are you sure that was something more than just physical attraction?”
“One hundred percent. I know what just attraction feels like. This was way more powerful. As cheesy as this is going to sound, it was love at first sight.”
“That does sound cheesy.”
“Well, you know what? I don’t even care. You make me feel so good that I’ll say all the cheesy things that come to mind.”
“Only if I can make fun of you for it.”
“You, my love, can do whatever you want—” I said. “—besides, break my heart.”
She looked back at me with a little smile. “Okay. You’ve got a deal.”
CHAPTER 32