Page 10 of Victoria's Embrace

Taking a moment to just breathe, Victoria closed her eyes. God, she felt…full. She was a little shocked she’d managed to take all of him. He felt heavy between her legs, stretching her almost to the point of discomfort. But when he pulled back just as slowly, the sensation of him hitting every single nerve ending inside her washed away any discomfort and replaced it with breathtaking pleasure.

“Oh my god,” she moaned. “The bumps.”

He hadn’t even finished his slow retreat when she felt her walls fluttering warningly. Thorn made a choked sound, abruptly stopped his withdrawal, paused for half a second, then drove forward.

Victoria moaned sharply, fingers curling into claws, digging into his thick shoulder muscles, eyes wide.

Obviously thinking he’d hurt her, Thorn froze. “Gods, Vee, I—”

Cutting him off, she gasped, “Do it again.”

When he didn’t move right away, she pulled herself up with her hands on his shoulders then tightened her legs to take him deep again.

Thorn grunted like the breath had been knocked out of him, but he unfroze. Movements jerky, he bent with a ragged growl and took her lips in a frantic kiss as he set up a rhythm. Sliding one hand up, he brushed his thumb over her tight nipple in time with thrusts.

Victoria felt like she was being consumed. Nothing existed outside his kiss, his hands, his thick cock moving inside her. All she could feel was him.

Slow and deep gradually became faster and faster until he was pounding his massive cock into her. The wet sound of him moving inside her, the slap of their bodies coming together, and their sounds of pleasure echoed in the cleansing room.

Tingles started in her fingertips. Goosebumps prickled every inch of skin as the orgasm built.

Every muscle seized as it crashed over her. Sucking in a sharp breath, she threw her head back, mouth open on a silent scream as she shook and convulsed in his arms.

Shoving past her clenching walls, he drove deep, sinking to the hilt. She felt the hard jerk of his cock inside her, felt the flood of warmth as he came.

The hard waves of pleasure crashing over her didn’t get the chance to lessen. The bumps lining the top of his shaft swelled and began moving in an undulating wave inside her with every hard spurt of his cock, massaging her g-spot so perfectly, so shatteringly, she thought she might pass out for a second. Instead, she buried her face against his chest, sank her teeth into his pec, and came again.

By the time he’d filled her to overflowing and the bumps stopped their mind-shattering massage, Victoria was boneless, breathless, and next to unconscious.

Prying her eyelids open with tremendous effort, she gave Thorn a blissful, probably dopey smile, and panted, “That… was… awesome!”

Eyes glazed with pleasure he returned her drunken smile with one of his own. “Gods, female. I cannot feel my legs.”

Snickering, she let her forehead thump to his chest and tried to catch her breath, doing her best to hug him with arms that felt like limp noodles.

Victoria managed to stay awake long enough for her and Thorn to take another shower then reluctantly redressed in her dirty clothes, but exhaustion hit her like a ton of bricks as soon as she finished pulling on her shoes, leaving her swaying on her feet.

Dressed again himself, Thorn lifted her into his arms, carrying her like a very tired, well-sexed princess. Smiling, she pressed a kiss to his shirt-covered chest, directly over where she could feel his heart beating.

“I love you.”

The words escaped before she could bite them back. Her heart skipped a beat. She shouldn’t have said that. It was too soon. Oh god, any second he was going to stiffen and give her some uncomfortable evasion then probably high-tail it—

“As I love you, my heartsmate.”

His low, rumbling voice instantly made everything in her go still, silencing her insecurities like someone had pressed the mute button. The breath exploded out of her. Her chest swelled until it hurt to breathe a little and a lump the size of a fist grew in her throat.

“I’m so happy I got abducted,” she whispered, grinning so widely her cheeks ached.

She was still smiling as she drifted to sleep in his arms, feeling warm and safe and loved for perhaps the first time in her life.

Chapter 7

Thegan adjusted his position slightly where he leaned up against the wall. It was his turn to keep watch, but his gaze kept wandering over to where Vee was curled up against Thorn, both of them sleeping the peaceful sleep of the sated.

Gods, but he was torn.

Most of him was happy. Seeing them come back from the cleansing room, Vee’s face flushed and smiling even in sleep, warmed him to his spirit, but damned if he wasn’t also fiercely envious.

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