Page 229 of Beyond the Blue Horizon
Possessing her.
Owning her.
Piper gasped and choked and rocked back, meeting me thrust for thrust, blowing my mind as she took me in a way that only she could.
“Made for me. Do you feel it? Way you were made for me? No one else fits me this way. No one. You’re mine, Piper. Fucking mine, and I won’t ever let you go.”
Energy lashed as the harsh words cracked from my tongue.
Piper’s head swished from side to side, and a sheen of sweat lifted on her soft skin.
A glow against the flames reflected from the fire behind us.
Her hands dug deeper into the mattress as I took her again and again.
Surprise ripped out of her when I suddenly tossed her onto her back, those eyes wild with desire as I climbed onto the bed on my knees.
“Need to see you,” I growled.
I grabbed her by the ankles and spread them wide as I shoved myself into her again.
She arched as I filled her full, her hips jerking from the bed, white hair strewn across the comforter and framing that stunning face in a bright, blinding halo.
Every part of me felt like it might implode. The feeling that swept me at seeing her like this.
Mine.
And that thing that terrified me smoldered in the deepest part of me. In the place where my shame struggled to keep its steely fingers dug into my consciousness.
I lifted her hips higher off the mattress, and I fucked her in rigid, punishing strokes.
Driving us both to the pinnacle.
“Theo,” she rasped.
I pressed my thumb to her clit, and I swirled it in time to the drive of my dick.
Could feel her pleasure gathering strength. Way her walls clenched around me and her gasps started to come short.
Pants rocked into the dense, suffocating air.
Her stunning body was laid out. Hair all around her. Tits bouncing with each stroke.
A winter goddess in the middle of my bed.
“If you could see what I see now.” The words gritted from my mouth.
“It’s you,” she whispered between the juts of her breath. “Look at you.”
Awe filled her eyes, and the emotion gripping me rose to overflowing.
“Give it to me, Piper,” I grated. “Let me feel what I do to you.”
Two more strokes and she splintered apart.
An orgasm ripped through her, as fierce and unrelenting as the blizzard that had brought her to my door.
Destiny pushing us together.
