Page 50 of Where We Ended

“Tell me what happened, Caelum. Give it to me, like you used to take all my darkness, let me have yours.”

I tried to ignore how it felt to have her pressed into me, naked and wet. She’d always been like this for me.

Perfection.

Heaven.

I pressed a kiss to the side of her head as she began to calm.

“Let me take it, Natty. Give me your demons, baby.”

Her chin pressed into my bicep as she clung to me while I helped wash her hair. We stood there until she was clean then I reached around her and turned off the water. I watched her slowly step out of the shower as the steam began to dissipate. Her hair frizzed, the ends curling as they touched the top of her ass.

Now that she was done crying, I had a chance to really look at her. Bright green eyes, her narrow nose, and high cheeks, those bow-shaped lips. My heart thundered behind my soaked t-shirt and sopping wet jeans.

It had been too damn long since I’d held her in my arms like this.

“Salve Caelum.” Hello, Heaven.

I smiled, tucking her hair behind her ears.

She smiled back at me, her voice a light rasp.

“Tenebris.” Darkness.

Her fingers gently slid under my wet shirt and pushed it up until it was over my head and dropping to the floor. She traced my chest and stroked down along my stomach muscles, one by one until she was trailing the copper button on my jeans.

“He asked me how long it’s been since I’ve been fucked.”

Her head tipped back as she tugged the button free and pushed the material down. I continued to stare, feeling desperate and in awe that this was really happening.

“Do you know how long it’s been, Silas?”

My throat felt thick as I rasped in reply, “Two years and twenty-three days.”

Her gaze snapped up to mine, her eyes tapering.

“And how long has it been since you’ve been fucked, husband?”

Shit, I couldn’t think when she called me that.

Her delicate fingers dipped into my boxers, pushing those down next. I inhaled a sharp breath as she slowly slid down my frame until she was on her knees in front of me.

“Answer me.”

I shuddered as she lightly gripped my cock in her hand. “Two years, and twenty-three days.”

She smiled up at me. “So you were faithful to me?”

“Where else would I go, Caelum? You’re my home, my heart…my entire fucking soul.”

She let me go with a grin, her hands on my thighs.

“Then lets?—”

“We’re not doing this right now. You were just kept hostage; you need a second to process that.”

I pulled her up but she pushed at my chest and began walking back into the room.

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