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“If we merge, there’s no going back for me.” My tone was deep and serious. “I want to claim you and make you mine, but if you’re playing with me…”

Linea pressed against my hands holding her from sliding down over my crown. I allowed her to make slight contact and the sweet sensation of her warm moist pussy ignited every erotic nerve on the tip of my cock.

I was a split second from pressing her down instead of holding her up. And with the last of my resolve, I commanded, “Say you understand what this means to me. It’s not just sex!”

Linea placed her forehead against mine and pressed again and this time, I let it happen.

It felt like a full body experience when she lowered herself and part of me entered her. Using her leg muscles, she lifted a bit before sinking even further. I still had a tight hold on her, but instead of controlling her movements, I was clinging to her closeness.

Linea closed her eyes and leaned her head back as she moved her body up and down, taking a bit more of me for every time she pushed down.

Impatient to have all of her, I thrust my hips against her and as I impaled her to the hilt, she whimpered and opened her eyes up wide. For a moment I feared that I’d hurt her, but then a smile grew on her face and she circled her hips while kissing me deeply.

“You’ll be my wife, Linea.” This time it wasn’t a question because in my mind she had accepted my proposal the moment she merged with me.

All I got from her were moans.

With a tight grip on her long hair, I pulled her face back to meet my eyes. “I need to hear you say it.”

“That I’m yours?”

“Yes. I’m not your toy. I want to be your husband.”

Linea kept moving up and down. “I have conditions.”

In my head the wordanythingpopped up.

“I want to be a priority in your life. Not just while we’re in love but for as long as we’re married.”

I clung to her words of us being in love. “Did you just admit that you love me?”

Linea sunk deep on my cock and squeezed her inside muscles. “I love this part of you.”

In a swift movement, I moved her onto her back, pushed her legs up, and penetrated her again. Maybe it was my need to be in control when I felt so fucking powerless. Linea had my heart in her fist, and I needed her to assure me that she wouldn’t crush it.

I fucked her hard. It was either that or begging her to commit to me.

“Yes, Thor. That’s it. Oh, Mother Nature, you are… ahhh.”

My frustration with Linea for not committing to me in words was driving me insane. As her orgasm built, I kept moving in and out of her with thoughts flashing through my mind of how pathetic I was. For twenty-five years I had avoided committing to anyone. How had Linea made me willing to beg for her love? And why did I feel like her acceptance of me was a matter of life and death?

It suddenly hit me that both Linea and her bed were making a lot of noise. If Finn had arrived home, he would hear us and come rushing through the door.

Even with that threat hanging over me, I couldn’t stop now. Pulling out of Linea, I rolled her onto her stomach and pressed inside her again. Now that she was moaning into the mattress it dampened the sound. It felt satisfying to encapsulate her entire body with my larger one. Pushing all the way in, I nibbled on her earlobe.

“Why won’t you say that you’re mine?”

Linea raised her hand back and touched my hair. “Can’t it be enough that I’m showing you?”

“I need to hear it. I need you to say yes to marrying me.” As I moved in and out of her again, Linea moaned a long, “Yeeess.”

“Yes, you’ll be my wife?”

“Yes.”

The explosion of excitement in my body felt like the times I had fought or competed against other men and won. This was my greatest victory, ever, and I made a sound between a groan and a howl.

With our fingers and pelvic areas merged, I pumped in and out of Linea until she came under me. Someone had once told me that an orgasm enhanced a woman’s chance of pregnancy, and the thought of binding her to me forever made my ball sack ready to fire. Closing my eyes, I squeezed her hands and pressed as deep as I could before I came inside her.