Page 71 of Wild Desire

"Yes." I trusted him to take care of me in this moment. I wasn't sure he'd always be here for me, but then again, we hadn't made any promises to each other.

His entire body went taut as he teased my entrance with the head of his dick. "I've never desired anyone more."

His words washed over me, the genuineness softening me further as he slid inside. He moved slowly until he bottomed out.

"You always feel so good."

I touched his forearms, reveling in the corded muscle beneath my palms. "You do too."

He lowered his mouth to mine, and I was lost in the sensation of him moving inside me, stroking emotions I didn't know I could feel for someone. I felt hope, elation, and maybe even love. I was too afraid to examine them closely, but each thrust ofhis hips made me long for more. More days like this one, more experiences to cherish forever.

I didn't delude myself into thinking this could be something permanent, no matter how much my soul longed for it.

With each snap of his hips, I felt something deeper, longer, and lasting. This man was destined to make his mark on me, and I was powerless to resist.

I'd want him long after he'd gone. It was my plight in life to want this man but never have him. Not really. He wasn't someone who could be trapped or tamed. He was wild like the animals in the forest we'd visited today. Ever moving and evolving. I was the tree stuck in the spot, never able to move forward.

This time, when we climaxed, we did it together. I arched into him just as he let go, spilling into me. Everything about the experience was more heightened. I felt the stickiness drying on my skin, the warmth of his seed inside me.

It was messy yet real. I wouldn't go back and change anything about our relationship. As tragic as it felt that we could never truly be together, I was still glad I'd experienced love. I had a feeling it would be the only time.

I'd been plagued by this attraction my entire life. No one else could possibly compare.

Killian's weight pressed me into the mattress as he kissed the side of my neck, sending a tingle through my body.

He shifted us so that I rested on his chest, my arm and leg curled around his body.

"We should clean up, but I don't want to move." His breath tickled my temple.

We fell asleep like that, exhausted from the day spent outside. Even though I was sticky, I felt like he'd put me back together in a way. I felt affection for this man. The one who was destined to break my heart.

18

KILLIAN

I'd woken in the middle of the night, resting on top of the towels and comforter. I'd gotten up to grab a warm washcloth, slowly bathing the sticky residue off Noelle's skin. After a few seconds, she shifted, her hand gripping the base of my cock. Then she moved down the bed to wrap her lips around my length.

I was still on my knees, and she was on all fours. It was hot as hell.

I couldn't help but pump into her mouth, my fingers tangling in her hair. With my free hand, I tweaked her nipples, which caused her to moan around my length.

I wanted so much more than this, but I wasn't sure how to ask for it. Did she feel the same way about me? Or was this purely a physical relationship for her? Would she be okay when I was gone? Or would she long for me, like I knew I would her?

I had a feeling leaving her was going to be the hardest thing I ever did.

When I felt myself losing control, I lifted her to straddle my hips, my cock easily sliding into her warm heat as if it were coming home. Being with her like this was as easy as breathing. It felt natural.

I gripped her hips, helping her move up and down, her nipples beckoning me closer. I sucked one into my mouth, letting my teeth scrape over her sensitive skin.

Her arms wrapped around my neck, keeping my mouth on her. The added benefit of nothing between us, no barrier, had me barreling toward an orgasm faster than usual. I reached between her legs, locating her swollen nub, circling it as she moved over me.

She was so wet; it was hard for my fingers to work her clit. Our movements were jerky, but her lips found mine in the dark. When I pressed hard on her swollen nub, she jerked over me, her walls spasming around my cock, drawing the orgasm from the base of my spine.

With a grunt, I thrust hard one more time and let go, spilling into her. It felt primal, this excitement about being bare when I had sex with her. I'd never gone bare with anyone else. I never had a serious girlfriend or long-term relationship where I even would have considered it.

I never fully trusted that the person I was with wasn't with me because of my name, the publicity, and what I could buy them. Noelle needed money to care for her family, but she wasn't impressed by it. If anything, it repelled her.

She wanted me in spite of my success. She knew me on a level none of those other women had. I should hold onto her with both hands and never let go.

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