Page 94 of Payne's Envy

“Let me in, Joy,” Payne demanded as he thrust.

His words confused me.

My overly sensitive nipples rubbed against Payne’s chest as he fucked me. I didn’t understand what he meant because he was completely inside of me. I must have been dreaming because the pleasure was going to be the death of me.

“You’re not dreaming.” He tapped the side of my head as he plunged deeper. “Let me in here again. Listen to me like I am with you.”

His thoughts.

“Hold on to me,”his voice was in my head.

I squeezed him tighter.

“I want you to hear my every thought.”

And I did.

Payne went on and on about my body in his mind, each part worshipping and lusting over every strand on my head as he lowered us to the ground. I felt my skin heat all over. The man was fucking me, but his thoughts were a rush of bliss all on their own.

He kept praising me, adoring me with words as he brought me to another orgasm. My chest was light, and my body burning. I knew my mate had given me the answer about the past. Payne loved me. He always loved me.

I was a whimpering mess of satisfaction beneath him. He was shaking and wild in his thoughts as he finally let himself go.

“You see what you’re doing to me? How you make me feel?”

“How long I’ve waited…”

“Fuck, you’re so beautiful.”

“Maybe we are dreaming.”

I had to intervene on that one. “We’re not. No dream has ever felt so beautiful.”

Payne held me tightly, his body quaking and jerking as he came. I felt when he did because my insides grew hotter, and I came again with him. All the yearning in two worlds couldn’t have prepared me for the kaleidoscope of emotion flowing through me.

I was happy, burning in lust and satisfaction. So content to be in love and loved back.

Everything was right. Everything was perfect, beautiful, and glorious. In our moment, I believed in all things good. That we could win that war. I couldn’t lose Payne. Not when I finally had him.

“We will destroy Harvest,” Payne answered my thoughts, running his finger across my jawline. “We will.”

Chapter Forty-Four

Joy

“I don’t feel different,” I said after another roll around on the grass with Payne. Only that time I materialized a blanket for us. It helped little. My back was a little sore in the most delicious way.

“What were you expecting?” Payne smirked as he plucked me off the blanket and placed me on his lap.

“To not feel as horny?” I offered, and he laughed. “I’m serious. You made it sound like it would ease after we…”

That wicked smile of his had my insides turning to mush. “After we…” I felt my skin warm as he went on, “Considering how many times you’ve tried to seduce me over the years, there’s no point in acting innocent.”

“I’m not acting innocent. Just slightly embarrassed.” I huffed. “And happy.”

“I don’t think the heat will go away until you’re pregnant.”

Payne said nothing for a minute, and I wondered if he was trying to peek into my brain and hear what I was thinking like I tried to do him.

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