Page 116 of Serpent King's Revenge

"Mad?" I shook my head, staring hard into her eyes. "No, I'm glad you did it. If I'd been the one to do it, I would’ve proved him right. Proved I was the monster he always said I was."

"Stop worrying, Nathan," Abby's voice cut through the silence of the room. "You were never the monster he said you were."

I looked at her, this woman who had seen me at my worst and still stuck around. Her words hit home, hard and true. I nodded slowly, letting the meaning sink in.

“So…not a monster,” I said. “But maybe a bit of an asshole.”

“Definitely an asshole,” she laughed.

I stared at her, wanting to say so much more…but unable to find the words.

So I kissed her.

I channeled everything I felt into that kiss—and even as I did, I knew I didn’t have to. We had years to tell each other how we felt, to learn new ways to show it.

Then I just started to enjoy her.

My hands roamed over her skin, warm under the blankets, still naked after we’d crawled into bed last night. I gripped her ass and pulled her to me, gentle, but firm. I wanted her. I wanted to feel her, to start the first day of the rest of our lives the right way.

Together.

Making love.

“Is it wrong that I’m horny right now?” she whispered, smiling softly.

I shook my head. “There’s never been a time when I didn’t want you,” I replied.

I pulled her over me, ignorant to all the places I’d been injured last night, focusing on the sensation of her body against mine. Abby rolled her hips, eyes darting from my face to the bedposts.

“Hey,” she whispered, dragging her hips along my hardening cock…making me crazy, just like she always did.

“Yeah?”

“I know you’re turning a new leaf…but will you still tie me up here every so often and call me your whore?”

I chuckled, reaching up to tweak her breasts. “Well, you are.”

“Am I?”

“Yeah,” I growled. “So fucking wet for me already…like always. You’re always hungry for my cock, aren’t you?”

She groaned, grinding against me. My head spun with desire.

"Absolutely," she moaned, arching her back. "I can't get enough of your cock."

I grinned, feeling my own hunger grow. "Well, then," I said, my voice low and teasing. "Let's get started.”

I held her hips in my hands, lowered her down onto me. She squeezed around my shaft as she sank down, taking me in, riding me. Her lips parted; I reached up with one hand to slide my fingers inside, letting her suck on them.

“That’s right,” I rasped. “Take it, beautiful.”

She sucked hard on my fingers, let me choke her with them. When I pulled them out, they popped free, Abby’s lips glistening as her pussy clenched.

“Fuck me, Nathan,” she moaned.

“Gladly…Mrs. Zhou.”

I rolled her over, Abby squeaking in surprise as I laid her out beneath me, still nestled inside her. Her eyes locked on mine as I grasped the headboard, bracing myself on the pillow with my other hand. Her ankles locked together at the small of my back, dragging me in.

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