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“Salas.” She yanked my head away from her. “You...” she panted. “I want you with me... Inside me. Please?”

I rose to my feet, and she leaned against me, her body melting into mine.

“The clothes...” She tugged impatiently at my shirt, ripping it off over my head. “And these...” She unbuttoned my pants and shoved them down my hips.

Her frantic need for me rolled with a swell of heightened desire through my body. She wanted me, no one else. I didn’t help her with removing my clothes. There was something especially arousing in having her do it for me.

She let out a long breath, raking her fingers through my chest hair.

“I missed you, Salas. Every moment when you aren’t with me, I miss you.”

My heart ached as if a thick rusty chain tightened around it. I missed her too. Even now, when she was still in my arms, I already dreaded the years I had to spend away from her.

She deserved a royal bed, but all I could offer her right now was a half of a haystack in the corner. I spread my cloak over it and laid her on top of it.

“It’s not a royal bed, my princess.”

“I don’t care.” She wrapped her arms around me, pulling me closer. “I’ve spent many lonely, sleepless nights in a royal bed. I’d much rather be here with you.”

I watched her face as I entered her, slowly sliding into her slick heat until her hips cradled mine.

Her eyelids dropped half way. Her chest rose and fell with her deep breathing. She gripped my shoulders so tightly, her fingernails dug into my skin. The slight sting of pain made every nerve in my body stand on end. Heat rushed to my cock, urging me to move.

I pulled back, slowly dragging out her pleasure and mine. She inhaled, her body following mine, unwilling to separate. Shifting my hips forward, I angled them so that the top ridge on my cock pressed to her clit with my next thrust.

She gasped, and her expression melted into one of pure pleasure. A sweet, tender smile played on her lips.

“It’s so good, Salas... You feel so, so good...”

I tried to stretch it out for as long as I could. But she felt fantastic, so perfect, I knew I wouldn’t last long. When it came to her, I lost all control.

“I can’t, Ari, I—”

“Yes...” she whispered.

Pressing harder, I pumped faster. Her eyes opened wide as her thighs trembled. I waited just a little longer, just until she couldn’t speak and could no longer breathe. When her body stilled before her pleasure erupted, I let it go too.

Our bodies rocked together in a fantastic dance of bliss, perfectly in tune. And when we came down from the crest, we came down together.

I didn’t want to move away, but I shifted my weight off her.

“Stay.” She clung to me. “Please. Just a little longer.”

“I’m here.” I cradled her in my arms. “I’m not going anywhere. Not yet.”

She ran her hands up and down my back, my arms, and my sides, letting her fingers explore every dip and ridge of my body.

“I want to remember this moment, Salas. For as long as I live.”

Chapter 25

Ari

“Promise me,” I said as we stood in front of the open door to the former barrack. “Promise me one thing, please. If you’re ever in need or in danger... Anything at all. That you will find a way to let me know. That you will ask me for help. I don’t want you to suffer from cold, or hunger, or any kind of abuse ever again.”

I knew why he was leaving, but understanding his reasons didn’t make it any easier for me to let him go.

“I’m not a child anymore, Princess. I’m in a much better position to take care of myself now. You don’t need to worry about me.”

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