Page 27 of Fate

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When I’m all the way in, wrapped entirely around in the only woman I have ever loved, I flatten my body overhers.

“Push up your shirt. I want to feel your skin touching mine everywhere.”

Tears spill down her cheeks as she bites her lip and nods. Then she wiggles her hands between us, and I help her pull her shirt up and off. She uses her good hand to reach between her breasts and undo the clasp of her bra. Again, I help her free herself from the constraints.

I don’t look down when she’s completely naked. The last thing I want right now is for her to feel as though I’m inspecting her scars, the things she sees as grotesque.

Instead, the second her breasts are free from her bra, I plaster my chest to hers. Every inch of my skin that possibly can is touching every inch of hers. My cock flares within her depths.

“I need tomove.”

“Then move.” She swallows.

“I need to show you.” I lift my hips back until just the tip is in and slam backhome.

She gasps and tilts her head back. I take the offering of her neck, sucking and biting the white expanse. At her right shoulder I can see the marred skin. No longer does she have the delicate rounding I used to nibble and bite while making love. Seeing that saddens me briefly, until I switch sides. I take her left shoulder, biting down on the cap until her hands fly into myhair.

“Yes!” she hisses. “Showme.”

Wrapping both hands around her shoulders, I curve my back and fuck her good and hard for a few blessed thrusts, giving my cock exactly what it needs.

With every penetration, I touch the end of her pussy, wanting more, needing to go deeper. I want to imprint so far inside her she’ll never forget how perfect our connectionis.

“Don’t ever forget this, Kathleen. Don’t forget how good we are.” I pound intoher.

She raises her thighs up and wraps them high around my ribcage, tilting her hips up as she does, working withme.

The nails of one of her hands dig into my back while the other just holds me. “I could never forget you. I never did. God, Carson. I never could,” she whispers against my mouth before kissingme.

This kiss is different than the lusty ones from before, where we just needed to taste and feed. This kiss is more. So muchmore.

Our tongues dance while I press into her over and over. On every thrust in, she moans. Every retreat, she whimpers.

The joining of our bodies is beautiful. Perfect. We’re meant to be. It’sus.

Fate.

I know the moment it changes for Kathleen, because she moans low in her throat. A keening sound, which speaks of desperation, of need. My cock responds to that sound. It’s time. Kathleen’s body starts to tremble, her limbs locking down where she wants me to stay. She clings to me, focused solely on her release, on me, on this power building between us. It will rock our worlds.

When the moment hits, it’s unlike anything I’ve ever felt. My entire body is slammed with sensation so bright it’s blinding. So good it’s unearthly. My mind is blown. Kathleen screams out as it takes her over, her entire body locking me down so tight I never want to leave the confines. It’s as if her soul has wrapped its entire essence around mine, uniting us in a way that will change our lives forever. We’re bound. Our souls have made the decision for us. There can no longer be a Kathleen and Carson. It’s decided. Our souls have spoken. We’re mated. Forlife.

My entire body burns white-hot as I let loose with a gut-wrenching battle cry. Over and over I pound into the only woman I ever want to bewith.

She accepts me within her body as I pump hotly into her. My seed shoots up my cock and bursts, filling her with life, love, andme.

When the last of our orgasms fade, I lift up on one arm and cup her cheek. Her caramel eyes are bright and shining with tears that fall unchecked. She’s allowing me to see deep inside her. The hurt, the longing, the need to be withme.

“I love you, Kathleen,” I say for the firsttime.

Her eyes widen and the tears slide down her cheeks, wetting my hand as she gasps. I pet her moist bottom lip, my thumb pressing the drops of her tears against her pretty lips before I share her feelings by tasting them on my tongue and kissing themaway.

I lift just far enough so she can see me. To believe every word. In this moment, I’m opening myself, giving her myall.

“I love you so fucking much it’s tearing me apart.” I choke out the words, not having said those three little words out loud since the very day my motherdied.

Those were the last words I said to my mother before her life seeped out of her forever, and now I’m giving them to the only woman who’s deserved them since.

“I’ll always love you, Carson,” Kathleen says, just before I again take her mouth withmine.

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