Page 47 of Captive Union
“Yes,” I gasp as a particular thrust sends a jolt of pleasure over me.
“I knew we’d be perfect together. I just knew it.” Each of his words is accentuated with a thrust.
“Erik. Please.”
“I know, baby.” His hand rubs up and down my thigh. “I know. Just feel.”
Both of our breath picks up, becoming more ragged. My body feels achy and tired, and yet I don’t want to stop.
We match our movements together, working in perfect harmony. Erik grips my thigh as he thrusts deeper into me.
“You feel that, baby?” he groans, moving in and out of me. “You feel how good we are together?”
I nod, unable to keep my eyes open, as I let the sensations wash over me.
Erik leans back, still thrusting into me, but this new position gives him enough space to touch my clit. I cry out as his thumb brushes my nub, sending pleasure waves over my entire body. Between his hand on my clit and his erection inside me, I can’t hold out any longer.
“Come for me, baby,” Erik growls, thrusting harder into me. “Come for me, Kira.”
That’s enough to make me orgasm, the pleasure of it hitting me hard. I moan as I come, my inner walls clenching around his length. Erik groans, still moving his hips, his erection pressing deep inside me.
I let myself make as much noise as I want. I’m living in the moment—no need to feel shame.
Erik thrusts once more before coming, and he grips my thighs tightly as his orgasm washes over him. Finally, he calms and lowers back on top of me, keeping himself propped up on his hands so as not to hurt me.
Our gazes lock as we take a moment, letting what we just did sink in. I finally gave in to Erik, and it was my choice. I’m his.
And he’s mine.
I should feel scared, but at this moment, I only feel content.
CHAPTER15
Kira
The next week is complete and utter bliss.
Now that Erik and I finally took the next step in our relationship, I feel much more confident in us. The final barrier that was holding me back is broken.
I’m fully Erik’s, and he’s mine, too.
It’s not as scary as I thought it would be. Deep down, it feels right that Erik should give me the life I’ve always wanted, one where I can be the bolder woman I am now instead of the scared little shy girl I used to be.
The day after we had sex, my body was too sore to do it again, but now that it’s healed, I’m ready to go. I’ve had a taste, and it’s not enough.
I giggle as Erik rolls me onto my back, kissing me deeply. So far, we’ve had sex just once. My body is already achy for more.
We’re both naked, roaming our hands up and down each other’s bodies. Erik’s fingers brush my folds, sending a jolt of pleasure through me. I arch into his hand, seeking more, and he smiles against my lips as he rubs circles into my clit, getting my body ready for his length. I shift my hips to his movement, letting my body sink into the mattress and enjoy the moment.
“I love how receptive you are,” he comments, rubbing me gently and taking his time like always.
“You make me feel good,” I admit. No longer am I too shy to say how I feel. In my time with Erik, I’ve learned that if I want something, I should be bold enough to speak it. I gasp as he pushes a finger into me. My hands clutch at his shoulders, bringing him closer to me.
Erik lets out a growl as he kisses me while his fingers pleasure me.
Suddenly, he rips his hand away. “I want you now.”
I nod, breathless, opening my legs wider for him.
