Page 168 of I Will Mend You

“That’s it, baby,” I murmur, my own voice shaking with need. “Come for me. Show me how good it feels.”

Her orgasm rips through her walls, making her body convulse as she screams my name. I continue rubbing her clit, drawing out her climax.

While she’s still trembling from the aftershocks, I pull out, shifting her onto her hands and knees. The sight of her wet pussy from behind sends a surge of heat through my veins. Every primal instinct rears up to claim what’s mine. This time, I can’t ignore my urges.

Gripping her hips, I thrust back inside her, hard and deep, and she gasps, her pussy still quivering. Her tight heat envelops my shaft, and the sensation is almost too much to bear.

“Who do you belong to?” I growl, as I pound into her perfect cunt.

“You, Xero,” she moans, her voice breathy and raw.

I quicken my thrusts, driving into her harder, the beast inside me rutting in a frantic rhythm. “Say it again.”

“Xero. I belong to Xero Greaves,” she screams.

Her words send a thrill straight to my balls. I’m so close to coming that every nerve thrums.

“That’s my girl… That’s my sweet, wet, tight girl. Take it. Take it all. To the fucking hilt.”

I reach around, finding her clit again, and rub it with rough strokes, making her scream. We fuck like animals, our bodies slick with sweat, filling the room with the sounds of flesh smacking on flesh.

“Amethyst,” I growl, my voice hoarse with need. “I’m close... come with me.”

Her body tenses, and I feel her tightening around my shaft. Over and over, she squeezes, those powerful muscles clamp and spasming.

“Yes. Just like that. Milk me, drain me, take my soul. Fuck… you’re killing me. Clenching so tight. You don’t know what you do to me. I’m going to… I’m going to… Oh, fuck.”

I hold back, teetering on the precipice, wanting this moment to last, but it’s more than I can resist. Her climax grips my cock so hard that no force on earth could stop me from tumbling over the edge. With a final, powerful thrust, I explode inside her, shooting ropes of cum into her tight heat.

Afterward, we collapse together on the rug, our bodies spent and trembling, the fire casting a warm glow. I hold her close against my chest, feeling the rapid beat of her heart in sync with mine. Our breaths mingle as I brush my lips against her forehead, inhaling the sweet scent of her hair.

Whispering words of love and adoration, I tell her how much she means to me, how every moment with her feels like a gift. Myfingers trace gentle patterns on her back, each touch a promise of my unwavering devotion.

For a moment, the world outside ceases to exist, and it’s just me and my perfect match, wrapped in the cocoon of our shared intimacy.

“Amethyst,” I whisper into her curls, my breath catching. “You have no idea how much I love you.”

She lifts her head, her eyes meeting mine with a softness that steals my breath. “How much?”

The vulnerability in her voice triggers every protective instinct. “I love you more than the blood in my veins. I love you more than the air in my lungs. You’re the first thing I think about when I wake, and the last on my mind when I sleep. I love you so much that every moment without you feels like burning in the pits of hell.”

“Xero,” she whispers.

“I love you more than words could ever capture, because you’ve always been mine. Mine long before we even met. No one has ever completed me the way you do. You’re it. My everything. My perfect match.”

Her eyes well with tears, but they’re from joy, not sorrow. Instead of demanding a response, I hold her tight, not wanting to push her before she’s ready. We lie together, entwined, savoring the fire’s glow and the depth of our shared feelings, cherishing our rare and beautiful connection.

An alert breaks through our special moment. With a groan, I grope around the rug for my pants and find my phone. One glance at the screen makes me stiffen.

“Who is it?” Amethyst asks.

“It’s from HQ. Dolly sent you a new video.”

Her brow furrows, concern etching lines on her beautiful face. “What’s it about?”

Another message pops up:

Dolly’s people just posted bail for Relaney Cymbal. Permission to pursue?

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