Page 51 of Fated
“Why are you crying?” he asked, and I bit my lip to keep from releasing the rest of my tears.
“I’m sorry,” I said, trying to pull free, feeling embarrassed for my lack of control over my emotions.
“You have nothing to be sorry for,” he said as he pulled me into a hug and held me close.
“You are what is important to me,” he added. “Never doubt that.”
I’d always said actions spoke louder than words and his actions were screaming volumes. He’d said he loved me but seeing what he was prepared to give up to be with me made me believe it.
“I love you,” I whispered as I pulled away slightly and looked up at him.
“Good,” he said as he kissed me hard, wrapping his arms around me and holding me close.
When he pulled away, we were both breathless. There was no more hiding it; we loved each other just the way our fate had planned. He kissed me again as he held me firmly against him with his hands on my hips. I snaked my arms around his neck as he deepened the kiss and his tongue caressed me.
A flurry of excitement ignited in my stomach as he kissed me so thoroughly that my knees felt a little weak. I wanted him so badly. I tightened my hold around his neck, needing more of him. He lifted me by my waist, holding me against him as my legs encircled his waist. My hands threaded through his silky hair as I reveled in the feel of him. He laid me on the bed and covered my body with his, grinding his hips against mine. I gasped against his mouth at the feel of his body pushing against me.
“I need you now,” I gasped breathlessly as I reached for the hem of his shirt and he helped discard it.
He lifted up to help me dispense with my shirt.
Beautiful, he said to me through the mind-link. I smiled as I reached for him and he bent down to kiss me again.
My heart felt like it was going to burst from my chest as I allowed my feelings for him to come to the surface. There was no more hiding how I felt about him and, for the first time, I allowed the warmth of the love I felt for him to blanket us.
I love you, I said to him through the mind-link. Now that I’d said it, I needed him to know just how much.
He pulled away and looked down at me. The love and desire mixed together in his darkened eyes as he smiled at me mischievously.
There go my plans, he teased,to stalk you until you gave in.
I laughed, pulling him down for another kiss. His tongue slid into my mouth and I sighed at the feel of what he was doing to me. My body was coming alive beneath his touch.
You planned on stalking me?I asked, still smiling.
Yup, that was the plan, he replied with a mischievous glint in his eye.
And what if that didn’t work?I played along.
Handcuffs.I giggled.
What are you going to do with the handcuffs?I asked, already knowing the naughty answer.
Tie you to the bed, he revealed.
I loved the lightheartedness of our interaction. Everything in my life had been so serious and heavy to carry, so for once it was nice to shut out the outside world and just enjoy the moment with him.
Isn’t it better if you don’t have to tie me down?I shot back as I wiggled my eyebrows at him.
He laughed. It was a deep rumble of his chest.
We’ll have to try it out and see, he suggested as he wiggled his eyebrows back at me.
“Come here,” I instructed softly, needing him closer than he was. He smiled and obeyed me, settling his body against mine as I opened my legs.
The feel of his masculine body against mine awakened my physical need to be closer to him. I wanted him—needed him—so badly.
“Please,” I breathed against his lips as he bent down to kiss me. I was trying to relay the need into words.
