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“Yes, you can, Nova. I’m hungry.Ravenous.I haven’t eaten in a decade. I haven’t felt your pussy sucking the cum outof me, killing me and giving me life at the same time. You’re going to give me another one, and this time, I want your scream todeafen my ears.”

He pins my legs down so they’re by my ears, his cock growing impossibly thicker and longer. He’s so deep inside me. I can feel him everywhere.

More wetness sluices out of me.

He pounds me harder, every thrust hitting a sensitive spot with the precision of a marksman.

My moans and cries are uninhibited, and my vision blackens. I’m once again perched at the edge of nirvana.

“Oh my God, I-I’m going to come!” I cry, my body locking, then spasming.

“Come, Nova. Who do you belong to? Scream it to the world.” I feel his thumb breach my ass and that added sensation rips reality away from me.

“Yours. Ethan, I’m yours!” My answer echoes in the library. Pleasure shoots through my veins, rendering me speechless.

“Fuck yes. And I’m yours.” A deep growl rumbles from his throat and he topples over the edge, his hot cum streaming out of his throbbing dick in never ending pulses, his hips moving, gyrating in a softening rhythm, riding out the intense aftershocks.

Sometime later—it could be a few minutes or an hour, I can’t be sure—he slides out of me and lowers my legs.

Our cum drips out of me, and he growls his satisfaction when he pushes it back inside. “I want all of it inside you. Every drop.”

My pussy flutters at the possession and obsession in his voice.

Sweat glistens our bodies as we lie on the carpeted floor, his larger frame spooning mine.

He presses a soft kiss on the sensitive spot where my jaw meets my neck and I shiver. My mind is mush and I sink into his embrace. His fingers twine with mine before resting on my stomach.

“I love you, Ethan. So, so much. My heartremembers you.”

He clutches me tighter, and just when I think he won’t reply, I hear his fervent response.

“Not as much as I love you.Neveras much as I love you.”

Chapter 47

I can’t stop smiling.

She loves me.Perhaps my Nova doesn’t remember our past, but she loves me.

“Ethan! Stop grinning. You’re drawing attention to us.” Lexy nudges me as I curl her tighter against my side and lead her out of the library, down the hallway toward the elevators.

A loud laugh rips from my chest.

“Ethan!”

“What? I can’t be happy? Because I’m so damn happy right now, I want to shout it from the rooftops.”

“Yes, you can be happy during this walk of shame we’re on, butthe Deliminatornever smiles!”

I pull us to a stop under a lone flickering sconce. A few folks whisper among themselves as they walk past us, and from their widening eyes and pointed fingers, rumors will swirl soon.

“Do you want me to hide this?” I murmur, my chest pinching as I drag up our interlinked hands.

“No! Of course not. I-I’m just…I mean, look at me. Anyone can take one look at me and know what we’ve been up to.” She buries her face in my chest.

A rush of love infuses me as I pull her back to look at her. Her eyes—the same brilliant blue I love—are bright and sizzling with life, her lips are swollen, and love bites and scratches decorate her fair skin.

She looks well and truly fucked.

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