Fuck me.
I was glued to the sight of her pleasuring me, but when I thought I couldn’t handle any more of it, I pulled her to her feet before I took her to bed, throwing myself above her.
She had finally come to me…
The heady recognition of what that meant held me captive. “Am I still in your heart, Stella?”
“Always.” She kissed me gently. “I’m yours… even if I didn’t wish to be.”
Did she still wish not to be mine? Her words hung above my head as I kissed her back.
“Tell me you love me, Stella,” I begged as I ripped her sheer nightwear off before I ripped her underwear into smithereens, too. “I need to hear you keep saying it.” The animal in me was seizing me entirely. The need to mate and be with my woman was beyond primal.
“I love you, Callum.” She writhed against my cock, clasping her legs behind my back. “Make me yours. Show me how much you’ve missed me, my love.”
Snap.
Something broke, like a blasted damn, and everything became a blur as I made love to my woman.