Page 68 of Captive Union
“Erik, you’re hurt.”
“Doesn’t mean I don’t desire every inch of you.”
His dark words make my body tingle, but I push those feelings aside. “We can save that for later once you’re healed. How does that sound?”
“Can’t come soon enough,” he grumbles.
I laugh as I place a quick kiss on his lips. “Then you just need to get better because I’m ready to return home. Toourhome.”
“Our home. I like the sound of that.”
Looking down at Erik, I’m filled with so much love. I really am getting everything I’ve ever wished for. A husband who respects me. A family that listens to me. And my own voice, loud and clear.
I never thought dreams could come true. And while it took some struggles and then more struggles to get to this moment, it was so worth it. My dreams have come true.
And I couldn’t be happier.
CHAPTER20
Kira
Ilet out a laugh as Erik picks me up bridal style and carries me over the threshold of our home.
“We’ve been married for a few weeks now,” I comment as he puts me down.
“I know. But now that I’m finally healed, and we’re going to be living together again, I thought I would make it official.” He wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me in tight. “Now that you’re truly, finally mine.”
I smile as he leans down and kisses me.
For the past week, I’ve stayed with Elena and Nik while Erik healed in the doctor’s apartment. He was too weak to leave, and I felt weird staying at our home alone. The support from my sister helped me get through my fear that Erik wouldn’t make it.
But he pulled through and is now stronger than ever.
During the week, Erik and Maxim laid down plans to work together. They’re both still tentative with each other, but there’s progress there. I know soon enough, trust will happen between them. If they don’t do it, I’ll handle it myself.
I insist on having both Erik and my family in my life.
As for my mother, she hasn’t called me at all. I know I pushed her away, but it was for my benefit. Mom is tough—she’ll get through this rough patch and learn to be on her own. I guess it would be challenging since she’s never lived alone. But until she can treat me with respect, I’ll keep my distance, even though it hurts that she hasn’t reached out.
But now, I’m focusing on my marriage to Erik, especially since we can finally be together again. He’s all healed and, by his kiss, ready to continue progressing our relationship.
I’m more than fine with that, too.
Erik lifts me again and carries me up the stairs, our lips still connected. We don’t stop kissing, not even to take our clothes off or when he place me on the bed, his body on top of mine.
I only pull away to look into his eyes. “I love you.”
He rests his head against mine. “I love you, too.”
I arch my body as he enters me, his length filling me up. My body is so ready for him that it’s almost a little scary. I grip his arms tightly as he gently begins to thrust his hips.
With Erik’s arms on either side of me, I feel surrounded by love as we make love. Any barriers between us are long gone.
It’s just us, in perfect harmony.
I wrap my legs around his waist to pull him closer. Erik wraps his arms around me as we kiss, our heads pressed together. Even a slip of paper couldn’t get between us.
My inner walls clench around his erection as he continues his easy pace. There’s no need to rush. We have all the time in the world to do this again and again.
