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She’s an ice cube against my body. It almost hurts how cold she is.

“Hope. I want you to know, it tore my heart out when they took you.” Folding my legs over her, I wrap her tightly and will my own heat to seep into her. “I watched the water. How did you survive that?”

She hiccups and snakes her arm around my ribs, burying her ear against my chest. “I learned a few things about myself today.” Her voice is muffled beneath the sleeping bag. “I think the biggest one was, I found out how much it hurts to lose someone you love.”

The knot in my throat grows making it hard to swallow. Digging her face out from against me, I frame her cheeks with my hands so I can look into her eyes, flecked with the reflection of the moon. “Did you just tell me you love me?”

Her bottom lip folds between her teeth as she gives me a small nod. “It hurt so bad seeing you fall. I’ve never felt that muchpain. I really thought you were gone.” Hot tears roll against my thumbs.

The chill of her toes on my calves sends a tingle through me. “I’m never letting you out of my sight again.” Tasting her feels like the first time. Soft, tender, and so sweet.

My cock swells against her thigh. “You’re mine. I’m the only one who gets to touch you. I’ll kill anyone who lays a finger on you. No more pain, baby. I love you, too. So much, I’m not ever going to let anyone hurt you again.”

Her breath catches and she tugs my shoulder until I’m over her, caging her with my arms. How can someone so small, be so fucking tough?

“Warm me up from the inside, Mikey. I want to burn.” She traces her nails down my back, tugging my hips to settle between her thighs.

My palm runs a heated trail down her side to cup her ass, tilting her waist so the head of my engorged dick presses against the hottest part of her body.

It only takes a few shallow movements of rubbing myself along her drenched pussy to spread her slick juices over me. We both sigh when I sink into her.

This is where I belong. Buried deep within her clenching muscles. My tongue savoring every inch of her smooth neck. Feeling her heels dig into the back of my knees.

She’s where I feel alive. Whole. Completely wanted.

Soft moans escape her lips as my mouth chases the flush of warmth running up her throat.

Those are the sounds I want to hear forever. If she screams, I want it to be my name in passion. “Tell me again.”

“I love you.” Breathlessly, she arches her chin up, exposing the delicate skin to my seeking tongue.

Faster, I thrust into her. Knowing I hold her heart, as she does mine, sends a flood of fire through me.

She’s my gravity. My very soul longs to bind myself to her. I never again want to feel the hopeless void of space, the emptiness of the universe without her.

Her legs tremble around me as her moans turn into short pants. She digs her nails into my back, urging me faster.

It’s so hard to hold back. My belly tightens and my nuts begin to spasm. Grabbing her by the back of the head, I raise her lips to meet mine, crushing our mouths together as her body clenches down on my cock in a seismic violence.

My legs jerk between hers as I jet my own climax deep within her, ripping my face to the pale moon to roar out my ecstasy.

A symphony of howls join my cry, their long notes echoing from the hills.

Chapter 22

Hope

The flames of his desire burn deep inside of me as we cling to each other, quivering in the aftershocks.

He loves me, too. For who I am.

The mournful cries of our pack surrounds us. Knowing what they sacrificed to save me brings fresh tears to my eyes.

“Hope, baby. Please don’t cry. You’re safe now. We’re going to leave at daybreak and get the hell away from here.” Michael still covers me, the furnace of his body cooking out every chill within me. He props himself on his elbows, his face silhouetted against the soft light of the clear night sky.

“We can’t leave quite yet. There’s one thing we need to do.” It’s been gnawing at me.

“Yea, you need to tell me how you survived the lake.” His hot lips nuzzle the sensitive skin beneath my ear lobe sending sizzles through me. “I counted every second you were under water. Twenty five thousand, Hope. If you can hold your breath thatlong, I’m going to have so much fun fucking your face.” His belly shakes against me with laughter.

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