Page 160 of One True Love (Love Mark 1)

Did I ever?

I almost woke the kid up again in my haste to return her to her bed. Behind me, a honey-blonde vixen laughed softly at my fumbling attempts, and it was the sweetest sound in the entire realm.

But I still paused a moment after laying the babe down to watch her shift onto her side in a more comfortable position and open her mouth as she fell into a deeper sleep.

Glad she’d been returned to us, I reached down to set my hand on her warm head before pulling away to turn my interest to her mother.

“Now,” I said, prowling toward the bed and frowning when I saw she’d recovered herself with the sheet. “Where were we?”

“I believe you were just about to join me in here so you could finally get a spot of rest after a long night’s work.” She lifted the sheet just enough to invite me under it with her but kept her naked body covered.

“Rest?” I snorted and shook my head, thinking she’d quite lost her mind. As I stripped off my own clothes, leaving a pile at my feet, I grinned and shook my head. “I finally have my one true love in my bed, alive and in person, and you think I can even think of sleep at a time like this?”

I gripped the covers, lifting them more, and crawled onto the mattress with her. Then I kept going until I was all the way on top of her, our legs twining, stomachs snuggled and chests kissing. Though she must feel my erection grinding right up against the cleft between her legs, she frowned in concern, gently wiping a strand of hair out of my eyes. “You must be exhausted.”

I pressed my cock more insistently against her womanhood. “I think I’m getting a second wind.”

But my suggestive smile died when I took in the dark gouges under her eyes that revealed her own fatigue. I brushed her hair across her cheek as well with the backs of my fingers and found a bruise on her jaw. My stomach tied into knots.

“What about you?” I murmured in worry, kissing the bruise lightly. “You’ve experienced more firsts and traumas than I did t

oday… Or can we safely put it all in the past and call it yesterday yet?”

She gave a half shrug and even vaguer smile. “I’m doing okay.”

“Vienne,” I said, clearly knowing better. “You lost your child for a while, then found out you’ve been betrayed by your sister and husband, and…”

I winced and shook my head, wondering if mentioning more would make it worse for her. I decided not to even bring up the Far Shore prince she’d killed or any of the stuff Allera had filled me in about her parents and school. Her sister had fucked her over royally. There was no way she could be fine after that.

But she merely looked at me with affection and a lucidity that told me she wasn’t out of her mind with grief. She was dealing with it, processing, and moving along.

Clasping my face between her hands, she said, “I find that I would like very much for someone to distract me from all that right now.”

“Mmm,” I said. “I think you have a volunteer.” Leaning in, I brushed the end of my nose along her jaw. “Yes, you definitely came to the right place for some proper distraction.”

“Good.” Opening her legs under me, she invited me in with a smile, only to pause in concern. “Wait. Is that a bruise growing under your eye? And your nose. It looks swollen. Your nose wasn’t swollen the last time I saw you.”

I groaned, thinking about Nicolette’s head-butting one true love.

“I’ll tell you all about that later. But first… This.” I entered her, slow and steady and with enough pressure to make sure she felt every inch.

Her breath caught and eyes widened. “Oh, dear.”

“Too much?” I asked, slowing to a stop while I left her half impaled.

“No!” she grit out, digging her nails into my shoulders and shimmying her hips to take more of me. “God, Urban! Don’t stop now. Don’t—”

My grin teased rakishly.

Then I pushed the rest of the way inside her, and she gasped, her body convulsing reflexively around mine.

Our dreams had been powerful, but they could never be this. Here and now… This was the real thing, potent and amazing. My cock pulsed within her, making her gaze flare with more surprise as I set my hands on her knees, holding her open and forcing her to feel it all without a ribbon of restraint.

“Oh God,” she whimpered, throwing back her head and moaning as I let her adjust to all of me.

The hard nubs of her nipples rasped against my chest, I lifted up on my forearms so I could examine them. I knew she wanted me to suck on them the moment her gaze shifted to my mouth. But I smiled at her, feeling the need to tease and draw this out, distract her for as long as possible.

My hips undulated slowly as I began to slide out of her before heaving back in. She shuddered from the impact, her breasts bouncing and inner muscles tightening, locking us into an intimate bond that caused each thrust to feel like rocket blasts going off on the insides of my eyelids. I clenched my teeth, the veins in my neck straining as I tried not to feel it so intensely, so I could last longer, but fuck. It felt so good.

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