Page 96 of Minding the Minotaur
But still needing more.
I’mneeding more.
I slide into her easily with the lube on my dick and she moans softly, widening her hips over me.
I pump gently and it’s like heaven as her internal muscles lock around me. Together, we find our rhythm, staring into each other’s eyes.
“Oh gods, I’ve missed you so much,” I murmur.
“I missed you too. It felt like a part of me was missing.”
She bends down and our tongues tangle, dancing a rhythm in sync with my cock thrusting inside her, and it seems like our bodies are alight with beautiful flames. I increase myspeed, still careful, my breath coming in pants as I feel her locking on tighter. I’m not sure I can hold out any longer.
And then she comes again, forceful ripples that grip my cock like a velvet glove.
And that’s it—stars explode behind my eyes, my hips cant as I give one final thrust, and then together, we tumble.
I think I screamed her name; she might have screamed mine—I can’t recall much, except the ecstasy of her being mine and I hers. Totally and absolutely. Together, joined by love and our miracle youngling.
Afterward, she slumps against me, panting.
“The earth moved, but no rocks fell.” She laughs softly in my ear, kissing my sweat-sheened neck.
“Fuck I love you babe,” I murmur huskily.
As we come down from our high, I cradle her against my big chest.
“Sammy, I will never let them take you again.”
“I know Arlo. But what happens if they come after us down here?”
“Shhh.” I try to silence her, but then realize she needs to talk as she props herself up and looks at me out of those big eyes. “I need to know what we do if they come looking for us, Arlo,” she pleads.
“We’ll take off to a lower level. There are places down there where humans would never dare go. The wolf dens, for a start.”
Her blue eyes grow even wider. “Would we be safe around wolves?”
“There are some decent wolves down there, fierce warriors. Tough, but fair. Once they know you’re pregnant, believe me, they’ll do everything to protect us and keep our family safe. They’d tear human invaders limb from limb.”
She lets out a little sigh, and I feel her relax.
“But it won’t come to that, Sammy. I have confidence in Otis—even in Jax, though I never thought I’d say that.”
“Me too.”
I kiss the top of her golden head. “You know what, I’m going to run a bath, and this time we’re both going to get in it. “
She dimples. “Just don’t fill it too full.”
“Are you implying I’m too big?”
“Never too big for me,” she says, her blue eyes dancing, then she rolls onto her back and yawns contentedly. I pad to the en suite. At the door, I turn to see her stretched out on my bed—ourbed now—with a blissed-out smile on her face.
Her beauty takes my breath away, and I’m awed that she’s mine.
All mine.
I can’t let doubts or fears take hold, not in this perfect moment.
