Page 192 of At the Edge of Surrender

Kane started thrusting faster, and his fingers flicked over my clit in time.

Bliss threatened at the edges of my sight, and I clawed at his shoulders as he drove us toward madness.

Energy gusted, a gale force wind that battered through the room and beat back into us.

Our breaths harsh and jagged.

Our hearts a stampede that rushed beyond our control.

In sync and completely out of time.

“That’s it, Little Warrior. Let go. Let go because I’m always going to be there to catch you. Let me feel you come around my cock.”

And I did.

I let go and found my freedom in the safety of his arms, and I welcomed the pleasure that had been waiting.

Bliss cracked me wide open and rapture broke through my being.

Rupturing.

Splintering.

Dragging me up into the heavens. Where he’d promised to meet me there.

“You and me, Emery.” He rasped it at my ear as he drew me closer, his body slick against mine as his thrusts turned frantic.

Euphoria rolled and rolled, the orgasm careening through me as he took me hard and fast.

As my name dropped from his mouth on an acute whisper, “Emery.”

I felt when he split.

When he let go and fully gave himself over.

His body went rigid as he took me completely. As deep as he could.

The man everywhere.

Everything.

Shuddering and releasing the longest moan as he came.

Tremors of ecstasy flickered through me, wave after wave.

Unending.

The two of us clinging to each other as we soared.

We stayed like that forever. Elevated above the grief and the fear and loss.

In this haven that could only belong to us.

Kane held me tight, refusing to let go, his body pressed to mine as we gasped and searched for the oxygen that neither of us could find.

Our chests heaving with the impact of what we’d just shared.

Finally, he pulled back. One of those big hands cupped my cheek, and he seemed to struggle to find the words. Eyes emphatic as he rushed, “You don’t have to go it alone anymore, Little Warrior. I know you want to fight. So let me fight at your side. For you and beside you and behind you. Let me lift you. Let me hold you. Or just fucking let me stand in awe of who you are, just as long as I’m standing with you.”

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