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His other hand grips my hair, bringing my face up so he can kiss me.

I can't move, only feel and moan with desire.

I suck on his tongue, and he moves even harder inside me.

“Harder. I wanna come.”

His hand lets go of my hair and goes to my most sensitive spot, and just like that, with my body totally surrendered to lust, I come for the first time as his wife.

When he realizes that I have collapsed in his arms, he pulls himself out of me, and picking me up in his arms, he takes me to the bed.

Even though I'm still dizzy from the orgasm, I spread my legs to receive him because I know we're nowhere near finished. He enters me again, shocking the nerve endings of my sensitive sex, and gives me a wet kiss, filled with an intimacy I would only allow myself with my man.

“I love you, Elina,” he says as he moves. “I never thought I would fall in love, but I'm crazy about you, my woman.”

His words pull me back from the dream world and I open my eyes. “I could never love another. You were made for me, just as I was born to be yours.”

His lust seems to border on desperation at my words, and he quickens his movements, deepening his possession. “My wife.” He repeats it each time he thrusts, as if to confirm it to the world.

I move my hips, teasing him, and I know the exact moment he's going to come. “Mine.”

“Forever, Elina,” he swears, just before he fills me.

Elina

CHAPTER FORTY-TWO

Honeymoon

SAANEN - SWITZERLAND

“Have you been here before?”I ask.

“No. Once, while browsing the internet, I saw a banner about this city and saved it in my future folder.”

“Future folder?”

“Yeah, things I would do one day when I . . . slowed down at work.”

“You haven't slowed down yet.”

“I've been trying to travel less.”

“I'm not complaining. Also, when you come back, I want to get chocolates.”

“You're like an ant.”

“I am. I need to eat at least one small sweet every day.”

We’re staying in a cottage at a resort for our honeymoon, and Odin has just lit the fire.

The house was already warm, protecting us from the cold outside, but the smell of wood burning is delicious, so I asked him to put some logs in thefireplace.

One of the glass walls provides a full view of the incredible landscape. There is still no snow, however.

“Does that future folder of yours concern only the places that you want to visit?"

“No, itwasabout everything.”

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