Page 64 of Entering a New World

“Incredible,” he said with a smile that echoed from my chest through my body.

Weirdest feeling ever.

“Like there’s something in your chest that feels warm or cold? That brightens and dims? That pulsates on occasion?”

Rhett’s eyes widened. Placing a hand on his chest, right where that ball would be if it was the same for him as it was for me, he cleared his throat and opened his mouth, but closed it again without saying anything.

“I take that as a yes.” I winked at him in an effort to ease the tension. “If you do, you know I can feel you holding back. I can feel your worries.”

“That’s not possible,” Rhett whispered and shook his head. “Jasper said our bond would be there, but it’d manifest differently for humans.”

I shrugged. “Apparently, I’m an abomination. We already knew I was feeling our bond in ways I’m not supposed to. The important thing is that I do feel you. And I know you’re worried. But you don’t have to be. I’m not going anywhere. Hell, I’m not sure I could even afford to live somewhere else right now.”

I laughed, but Rhett didn’t find it funny. Granted, it was probably a little early to joke about such things.

“I don’t want you to move in because you don’t have a choice.”

“Rhett, sweetheart. I have a choice. If I really didn’t want to, I’d have options. I put all the money I made off of my social media stuff into a savings account. It’s not much, but it’d probably get me a small apartment and tide me over for a couple of months. It’s just not something I want to do. I want to stay here and find out what your garden looks like in spring. I want to claim your sitting area over there for my vlogging. I want to fall asleep and wake up with you in this bed. And I want to fuck you on all the surfaces in this house. Because god, that sure was the best sex I’ve ever had.”

Rhett let out a rough laugh, but the tension eased, a wave of calm echoing through me.

“Just… please don’t pass out every time we have sex, okay? I’m not sure I could take that.”

I shrugged, a laugh bubbling out of me. “If you fuck me that good every time, I make no promises. Guess we’ll just have to find out what happens.”

“Challenge accepted.” Rhett pounced, launching at me and tackling me onto the mattress. My surprised laughter was swallowed by his lips on mine. I moaned against his mouth, my cock springing to attention within seconds. His scent surrounded me in a way I hadn’t noticed before, the musk intensifying, serving as my own personal aphrodisiac.

I felt his cock against mine, straining against the fabric of his sweats. He groaned against my mouth, thrusting against me, caging me in with his body.

The spot inside me pulsed, warmed, and heated up. Something at the nape of my neck throbbed and tingled in a mix of pleasure and pain.

“My mate,” Rhett growled against my lips, thrusting against me over and over until our combined precum soaked his sweats.

I let my hands roam over his back until I reached his waistband, and let my hands slide under. My lips curved into a smile when I only found glorious hot skin beneath. No underwear.

Damn.

My cock jerked as hundreds of situations when him going commando might come in handy entered my mind.

We needed to make that a rule. No underwear inside our home sounded reasonable, right?

“Rhett…” I started, panting his name against his lips. I wanted to tell him about this new, very important rule immediately. “I think…”

I didn’t get to finish. My sentence got interrupted by my phone ringing loudly and annoyingly on the nightstand.

Rhett sat up, his eyes flashing towards the offending object, then returned to me.

“Do you want to take the call?”

I shook my head. Talking to someone was very low on my list of priorities right now.

The ringing stopped, only to start again after a second.

“Just turn it off, please, before it turns me off.”

Rhett let out a bark of laughter and climbed off of me to grab my phone. His brows furrowed as he stared at the display.

“Maybe you should take the call after all, sweetheart,” he said, holding the phone out for me. “It’s Paul.”

---