Zade? Zade! Where are you?
Ashlyn mentally reached out. They were connecting. Joining.Two shall become one, stronger together. You will live together, die together.The words echoed in her mind. She could feel a new, powerful bond weaving them together; could feel Zade’s love for her as strongly, as clearly, as she could feel her own love for him.Zade! I’m here!
“Open your eyes,shenga.”
Ashlyn’s eyelids felt like lead weight, but she forced them to obey her command. Zade’s face was close, close enough to touch, to kiss. And he was alive, smiling, holding her safely in his armsas bright white electricity crackled in the air around them like tiny lightning bolts.
She looked into his golden eyes and smiled as the crackling energy faded away. “I love you.”
Zade didn’t waste words. He kissed her, his heart and soul, his entire being devoted to the woman in his arms.
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
Saltrec Village, Royal Guest House, Two Days Later
Ashlyn smiled.She and Zade had barely left the bed long enough to eat and shower. Marathon sex? Check, check, and check. Neither one wanted to be far from the other. She didn’t need to reach out to know Zade was next to her; he was still inside her. They’d fallen asleep that way.
Life was just about fucking perfect. She’d woken up two days ago all sparkly and, well, alive.No superpowers, but alive. Alive is always good. Zade alive is even better. Feeling Zade’s love while he’s fucking my brains out with that monster of a cock is nothing short of heaven on Earth.
She squirmed, just a little. Zade’s shaft grew harder inside her. Smothering a laugh, she squirmed again.
“Tell me what you want, and I might give it to you,” he rumbled sleepily.
This time she laughed outright, her heart full of joy. She loved this man. This warrior. He was everything she’d ever wanted, and he loved her. She felt it with every breath she took. “I want more. Harder. I want you to make me beg for mercy.”
Deep inside her, his shaft lengthened, diamond hard. His girth, almost too much to bear, stretched her so tight around him she could feel every ridge. Every vein. Gods, she loved his cock.
“Have I given you something to smile about?” he chuckled. He knew she loved his cock, too. It was the reason they hadn’t left their bed in two days. He just liked to hear her say it.
“Well, I was thinking about smiling, but I’m just not feeling it yet.”
He cocked one eyebrow, his eyes full of mischief. “No?”
She sighed dramatically. “Nope.”
“Are you ready for a rough ride, then?”
She squeezed him with her inner muscles, laughing as he broke out in a sweat. “Are you?”
“Shenga, I’m going to make you come so hard, fly so high, so fast, not evenThe Reaperwill be able to catch you.”
“Those are mighty big promises, Commander,” she said breathlessly, her imagination going into overdrive. “Or is that just pillow talk?”
He pulled out, grabbed a fistful of her hair, and led her up and out of bed. Without letting go, he pushed her back up against the wall, his mouth crashing down over hers. He found the rigid peak of her nipple, tugging and playing with her until she was panting with need, then dropped his hand lower and teased her clit until her hips rocked against his hand, a silent plea for more. She craved penetration. Deep penetration.
“Is this what you need?” He drove two fingers deep inside her without waiting for an answer. In and out, he worked her, building her desire to a fever pitch.
She moaned; her hips thrashed. He knew exactly how to get her worked up. An orgasm broke over her like a freak storm, sudden and violent. She cried out in ecstasy.
“Say you’re mine.” He drove her up again. “You belong to me.”
“Yes! Yes! I’m yours. Forever! Now, please!”
“Please what?”
“Harder. I need you deep inside me.”
Letting go of her hair, he picked her up, locked her legs around his waist, then slammed back in before she had time to protest. Not that she would’ve. She was getting exactly what she wanted. They both moaned long and hard as each inch sank deeper inside her until he bumped her cervix.