Cillian carried her to their bedroom. Her body was thrumming with anticipation. He set her down on the floor, she pressed her hands against his chest and she could feel his heartbeat under her fingers.

“Cali, if you…” he trailed off, running his fingers through her hair.

“I know,” she whispered. “I love you, Cillian. I can’t…I don’t want to lose you.”

“Never.” He kissed her fiercely. His lips pressing against hers. It was overwhelming. As she melted in his arms, she gave all to him. Even more than her soul. His arms wrapped around her as she surrendered herself to him.

She was his.

Forever, and nothing would ever separate them again.

“I want to devour you,” he murmured against her throat.

“Then do it,” she answered breathlessly.

His hands ran down her back, cupping her bottom and squeezing. She could feel his hard arousal. She didn’t want anything between them, because she wanted to feel it against her skin. She wanted him inside her, claiming her, possessing her completely.

He chuckled, clearly reading her mind. “Your wish is my command, pet.”

Just like that, they were naked. He ran his hands over her body, teasing her, trailing kisses over her as he sank to his knees.

“I can smell your sweet arousal.” His breath hot against her thighs. Her body quaked, her knees felt week.

Standing upright was hard. All she wanted to do was lie on the bed and spread her legs so he could fuck her senseless.

“I need…” She couldn’t finish her thought.

“Tell me what you need.”

She moaned and ran her fingers through his silken hair. “Oh God.”

“Me. You need me.” He chuckled, scooping her up again and laying her on the bed. He spread her legs wide with his hands and buried his face in her pussy, teasing her with light kisses before dragging his tongue up her center.

“Oh God,” she moaned again. She bucked her hips as his tongue traced her clit, flicking it and licking it, before it slipped inside her as he tongue fucked her, all the while his thumb rubbed her sensitive clit. She rocked her hips, urging him to take her faster.

“Easy, pet,” he teased.

“Take me,” she begged.

He grinned, leaning over her, her thighs quivering as his cock sank into her. It was achingly slow, stretching her, filling her completely.

She thrust her hips against him, urging him to take her hard, but he continued his tease of slowly entering her, each thrust causing him to sink deeper. It was absolute torture. When he was fully buried in her, she rolled her hips and Cillian growled possessively. His hands on her hips, his nails elongating like he was going to mark her.

And she desperately wanted to be marked by him.

“What do you want, pet?”

“I want you to fuck me.”

With another deep growl, he began to pump against her, hard and fast. Angling her hips up to meet him as he fucked her hard, like an unbridled beast. Her body thrummed as her climax built, her blood pounding, and there was a moment of something deeper, almost like a connection and she could read his mind. Like she became part of his soul. They were fused in a blinding light.

She cried out as she came, her pussy squeezing him.

Cillian roared, spilling his hot seed inside her as she released fully. Her body was boneless as he slipped out of her and fell back against the bed beside her, panting. She rolled over to rest her head against his chest.

I can’t lose you.

Tears stung her eyes, and he held her, and she clung to his moment, hoping this time she’d be with him forever.