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His hand wraps around my throat, lips brushing my mouth until he’s kissing me again. And it’s a kiss filled with yearning and longing and deep-seated passion.

My body melts for him, and I crave more. I crave everything with him.

His tongue rolls with mine, his hips pummeling me with deep, punishing strokes until we’re eternally connected—bodies and souls twined into one being.

I’ve never felt anything more powerful.

My legs round his hips, my heels pressing into his back, needing him deeper. My nails sink into his shoulders, digging into his muscled flesh as his mouth lowers to my jaw, biting and sucking down to my throat.

My neck arches, unable to contain the series of moans escaping from my chest. His cock drives harder into me, and my walls pulse and throb, my need spiraling until I crash with a cry.

“Oh God, Tynan!”

He squeezes my throat, his fingers spanning the entire length of it.

“Look at me when you come.” His voice…it’s so thick with need, it only makes my release more intense.

I don’t know how long it lasts, but it feels like forever, though not enough at the same time.

As soon as I come down from the high, he flips me over, his body pressed to mine from behind. His cock is at my pussy, hand sinking into my hair as he pulls my head back, and with one swift move, he’s back inside me.

He takes me harder and deeper, until I’m coming again. And before I know what’s happening, he’s forcing me on all fours, fucking me so roughly my eyes are rolling back once more.

And when my release hits me this time, I scream out his name.

Because this feeling? It’s like no other, and I never want it to end.

CHAPTER 36

ELARA

“So, how’s married life?” Gran asks as we head to see Grandpa after work the next day.

“Oh, you know…”

She laughs. “Well, you’re smiling a lot more. That’s a good sign.”

My cheeks warm. “I feel more myself these days.”

Her brows gather and she pats my knee. “I did tell you he was the one.”

“Pretty sure that’s not exactly what you said.” I give her a playful look.

All the while, memories of Tynan and me from yesterday fill my mind. The possessive way he took me. The way I sounded. How hard I came.

Those things alone are not enough to sustain a marriage, though. But Tynan…he’s given me more than that, hasn’t he?

He comforted me when I cried. Didn’t push to have sex with me after the car chase because he worried more about my well-being than his own needs. That counts for something.

But can I stay married to a man who so adamantly told me he’d never love me? Those words hurt more now than they did then.

Because there’s something between us now that didn’t exist before. And I want to unravel that to discover what we can truly be.

Lately, we’ve been having fun too. And I’ve missed that—having fun with someone again. The way I did with friends before my life was turned upside down.

A grin spreads when I think about him.

“Ah, there’s that smile again.”

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