Page 191 of At the Edge of Surrender

“You like that, honey? Me filling you so full I’m the only thing you can feel?”

I couldn’t speak, couldn’t answer, I could only hold onto his biceps as he did it again, this time his name leaving me on a raspy breath.

Propped on his elbows, he drove inside me, his body burninginto mine as the confession rolled from his tongue. “You, Emery. It’s you, and I’m going to make sure you know it for the rest of your life.”

Whimpers began to trip off my tongue as the pleasure he’d promised sparked and flamed.

Pleasure that licked up my insides as he began to thrust into me in deliberate, consuming strokes.

Each drive of his body devastated me more.

Breaking down the barriers that I always believed I had to keep erected. Sure I was never meant for this.

Kane watched down on me as he worked me into a stupor, his cock dragging in and out, filling me full, near to overwhelming each time that he pushed in deep.

Sensation crashed through my body.

Curling and rising.

The piercing hit me in a spot that nearly made me see stars every time he rocked into me.

“Fuck.” It vibrated out of him on a growl of pleasured pain, and I could feel the raving of his heart. His restraint in the way the lines of his sharp jaw flexed and ticked. “Fuck me, Little Warrior. You feel so right. So fucking right. Do you feel how perfect I fit you? Nothing like this. Nothing in the world.”

There was no chance I could lie to him right then. “I feel it.”

With my admission, he dipped down and took my mouth in a fevered kiss.

His slow strokes grew faster and faster.

Our bodies pitched and bowed as we met again and again.

His hips snapped in a desperate greed that took us over.

And that pleasure he promised billowed and blew, a mind-bending burn that lit at every edge of my consciousness. In every cell of my body.

Rushing and winding as he spun me into this perfect disorder.

He pushed up onto his hands, every muscle in his body hard and packed as he continued to drive into me, his words mere scrapes.

“Fuck, Emery. Knew you were going to do me in. Knew once I had you, that would be it for me. But it was a lie. You were it for me the second I saw you. And now it’s going to be my pleasure to be theone to please you night and day. The things I’m going to do to you. The places I’m going to take you.”

“I’m already there.”

Right on the cusp.

At the edge of surrender.

My breaths shallow and short as I climbed for that place I’d only found with him.

“You’re so perfect. So perfect. The way you fit my cock. Going to lose my mind…going to lose all of myself with you.”

I worried I was already gone when he edged back and grabbed me by the knee and spread me wider. He glided that palm up the inside of my thigh until he wound it between us.

His fingers found that engorged, aching spot.

A moan ripped out of me, and my hips jutted upward at his touch.

“Don’t fight it, baby. Take it. Take me the way you were meant to do.”

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