Page 50 of Bonded Ever After

My head rolls back. He sucks his way down my throat, and I love the feeling of my hard nipples rubbing against his chest. Every part of him feels built for every part of me.

“Marry me,” he asks again, picking up his pace. “Elora, marry me.”

“Yes,” I whisper, and as he starts pounding into me, “Yes, yes, yes!” slips out.

My inner muscles tighten. Pleasure explodes over me and my orgasm hits, rolling through me like a tidal wave. I move my hips, taking his thrusts harder and harder as I ride the waves of my orgasm, and then I feel him come inside of me.

I clutch him harder, pull him closer, loving the feeling of his hot cum inside of me. I love knowing that the man I adore, the man I’m going to have a child with, can make me feel this good. This cherished.

Slowly, his thrusts calm, and he kisses me again and again. My forehead. My eyes. My cheeks.

“I just love you so much,” he rushes out between ragged breaths.

“I love you too,” I tell him again, smiling as I comb my fingers through his wet hair.

His baby blues lock onto me, and he says, “I meant it when I said I want to marry you.”

I don’t hesitate. “And I meant it when I said my answer was yes.”

The smile he gives me could light up the darkest night, could fill up my soul on even the bleakest day. This man is my everything, and I swear to the gods that I want him to always be at my side.

He sets me down gently. We turn off the water, and then he uses a towel to dry me gently before he picks me up and places me on the bed in the cabin. Then, he goes to dry himself.

“What do you need?” he asks me.

I shake my head. “Nothing.”

He frowns and goes to dig in the chests before coming out with bags of food. “I’m going to make a stew. You need to eat more.”

It’s hard not to watch the gorgeous, naked man making food for me. Hard not to want him all over again.

When he finishes, our eyes meet. He washes his hands, then slips under the covers with me. I don’t know what he’s planning on doing when he slips under the covers and his mouth finds my core. My hands clench the sheets. Every muscle in my body tenses, and he proceeds to lick and suck me until I feel like I’m losing my mind, and then my orgasm hits me like a ton of bricks.

I’m screaming his name as stars burst in front of my vision and my nerves sizzle with pleasure. He continues to lick me long after my orgasm passes. I have to reach down and tug on his hair to get him to come up, and then he’s grinning like he just won the lottery.

“Wow,” I manage.

He laughs. “I could tell you weren’t fully taken care of.”

I try to give him an innocent look. “Well, what if I’m not fully taken care of later on tonight?”

He grins. “What my lady wants, my lady gets.”

We cuddle together for a while, listening to the stew cook over the fire, enjoying the cooler air and the soft bed beneath us. I start to feel like I might fall asleep, and I force myself to stay awake. I want to eat first.

“Should we see if they left a journal here?”

Callum kisses my forehead, then slides out of bed and starts digging through the chests. After a minute, he produces a brown leather journal. We sit in bed together and open it, noticing there’s only one page with any writing on it.

“Is this a good thing or bad thing?” he asks me.

I shrug. “I guess it depends what’s on that page.”

The entry is in my dad’s handwriting. “The next ecosystem is the Cloud Realm Ecosystem. We only know this because of something we learned from the traders. We have never been to the next ecosystem, so we have no idea what you’ll face there. We have no words of warning. No words of caution. All we can hope is that Callum and Elora made it this far, because we sense we are nearly to the end of the Phoenix Trail. Can you feel it too? The pulling. The desire to keep going, even though you don’t know why? If you’re here, keep going. Paradise Falls is not the place you think it is. We are not respected the way you think we are. We are tools for the Council and the people. We will never have real lives, or happiness, if we remain in Paradise Falls.”

Callum sets the book down. “What are you thinking?”

What am I thinking?“I’m a little nervous that they don’t know what’s coming next, thatwedon’t know what’s coming next, and that they never returned back this way.”

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