Page 70 of A Twisted Gift

“Yes. Yes, please don’t stop.”

“Your wish is my command, little rose.” After pressing one last kiss to my throat, he straightens. “Gonna make you come like this. Need to know what it feels like.”

With his thumb back on my clit, he moves in and out of me, keeping his movements careful. As always, I can see how much he’s holding himself back for me. I’ve appreciated it every time, but right now, I don’t want him to.

I wanthim,raw and unfiltered and enjoying this as much as I am.

“You let go, too,” I tell him, my hands traveling over his torso. “Stop holding back, Erik.”

“Don’t wanna hurt you. Just wanna… wanna make you feel good.”

“Then let go.” I tug at his hips, trying to get him to use more force. “I want you to.”

An array of emotions plays across his face as he works to make up his mind. He’s always putting me first. Always protecting me. For once, I want him to be a little selfish.

“I’ll tell you if it’s too much,” I assure him.

That’s all it takes. I can see the moment the decision is solidified in his mind. His eyes harden with determination, and in the next second, he’s thrusting into me so hard I cry out. It’s the perfect blend of pleasure and closeness.

“God, Raina,” Erik pants. “So good. So fucking good.”

I prop myself up on my elbows, trying to get a better view of him disappearing inside me. His hand is partially in the way since he’s still playing with my clit, but the glimpse I get has me clenching around him.

“Wanted this for so long,” he murmurs, and I realize he’s watching, too. “You’re perfect. Better than I ever imagined. Better than I’ve ever had. I… Ro…Raina.”

My heart clenches at the pain in Erik’s voice. It’s wrapped up in a blend of lust and pleasure, but it’s unmissable to me. No matter how close to each other we are now, our forced separation is embedded into who we are.

“You have me,” I tell him. “Forever.”

He shudders, his eyes falling shut. “Tell me again.”

“I’m yours.” Lowering myself onto my back, I take his free hand and clasp it in mine. “Yours forever. And you’re mine.”

That brings him fully back to me, and he nods. “Only yours. Now come for me. Come on my cock, little rose. Need you to.”

I’ve been close for a while, dangling from a precipice, just needing that one last shove over the edge. Erik’s thrusts turn more powerful as he traps me in his gaze, his lips parted. His cock moving inside of me, paired with his thumb on my clit, has me whimpering and squirming.

“That’s it. I know you can do it, Raina. Give it to me.”

As my orgasm slams into me, I cry out, grabbing onto Erik. The rush of sensations grabs me by the throat and holds my next breath hostage. The sound of Erik moaningyes, yes, yesbarely registers in my mind as he somehow manages to push me deeper into the euphoria.

When he finally lets up on my clit, my entire body is quivering, and my vision is blurred. Erik is still pumping into me when he lowers his body onto mine. His heat seeps into me, and I slide my arms around his torso to hold him close.

With his lips against my neck, Erik murmurs, “Breathe through it, little rose.”

I gasp in a breath as my brain slowly starts working again. “Erik,” I manage. “Erik, it feels so…”

“I know.” He lifts himself up just enough that he can stare down at me. “Gonna make me come.”

He doesn’t stop, and every time he slides deep inside me, my breath catches. My body is on the verge of overstimulation, but I can’t tell him to stop. Not when he seems to be enjoying this just as much as I am. He says he loves seeing me like this, and watching him, I finally understand why.

“Raina—fuck—I’m coming.”

Erik shudders, his movements slowing. Heat pools inside me as I watch him closely, not even letting myself blink. His eyes are closed, his muscles slack, and his chest is heaving. The picture of beauty, of perfection, and he’s coming because ofme.

When Erik finally stops, he stays inside of me. His forehead drops to my shoulder. “Little rose,” he breathes out. “God. You… fuck, Raina.”

With shaking hands, I frame his face and pull him toward me so I can kiss him. He groans, his tongue entering my mouth, as if what we just did somehow wasn’t enough for him.

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