Page 63 of The Prize
“What do you want from me?” he said. “Ask and it’s yours.”
“You. I need you.” Because only in his arms did I know the truth;bothhis and mine.
He pulled my arms above my head and pinned them to the glass and shoved his body against mine, kissing me with need as he reclaimed me, stepping back just long enough to peel off his T-shirt and kick off his shoes. His body taut and virile and powerful, all hard muscle and curling biceps, as he discarded the rest of his clothes.
How much I had wanted him like this over the last few days and it felt like we’d waited an eternity to be together again. In his eyes I saw the truth; this time there’d be no holding back for either of us.
He slammed his body against mine and it was the closeness I’d pined for, this longing for him so intense it equaled the air I breathed. I sighed when he reached around my back and grasped my butt to lift me upward, and swiftly positioned my legs to wrap around his waist, plunging into me with one strike and penetrating me deeply, burying himself inside me. This was what I’d yearned for—him inside me and proving there was still anusand we would survive this wreckage of what was left behind. He reached me in the heart of the storm. The only man who could silence this agony inflicted by life’s cruelty.
His lips bruised mine, savaging me with the thrusts of his pelvis rendering me his. Each strike sent a coursing pleasure into my sex as my body trembled, nipples beaded tight and my thoughts spiraling out of control from the pleasure of seeing him just as impassioned.
“I would never hurt you intentionally,” he soothed. “You are the air I breathe. You are the universe I belong in, the only person who matters. I’ve done this for you. I want to see peace in your heart, Zara. I need you to believe me.”
My body weakened as I tried to focus on his words.
“Say you believe me?”
“Yes...” I moaned through this rising climax.
As I locked eyes with his, staring deeply into his endless green irises, falling and falling until I was captured and then carried away by my powerful climax. Tobias’s eyelids were heavy as he stilled and moaned roughly, his heat shooting into me and sending me into the abyss of coming.
We stayed locked together for what felt like an eternity with him inside me. I refused to be parted, my muscles clenching him tight as the ripples of bliss finally faded. This endless bond would never be enough. He was my addiction and I was willing to fight for him.
He lifted me off himself and eased me to my feet, and my thighs trembled with their unsteadiness. Tobias pulled me into a hug and pressed his lips to the top of my head in a gesture of affection.
He broke into a heart-stopping smile. “We always find our way back to each other.”
Yes, destiny always ensured our souls reconnected.
He massaged shampoo into my hair and took his time to tenderly indulge me beneath the hot shower. With my eyes closed I swooned into relaxation, savoring his fingertips roaming my scalp and lulling me into a delicious stupor.
“Zara.” His voice was low. “We’ll find another way.”
Burying my face against his chest, all I could do was hope we’d make it.
“I dare to believe I’m doing my bit to balance out the evil in the world,” he said softly.
His words sent a shiver through me.
Together, we lowered to kneel on the tile facing each other and I rested my head on his shoulder. It was the stillness we needed and the calm my soul yearned for.
After a few minutes he pulled away and he gave me an endearing smile of reassurance.
Tobias kissed the end of my nose. “This is what I do.”
Looking up at him, at his beautiful face and his kind eyes, I knew he saw what this battle was doing to me. This going against everything I believed.
With me in his arms on the floor of the shower, he kissed me passionately again and again. I fell against him and held him to me beneath the falling water.
After a final kiss to my forehead he rose to his feet and stared down at me. “You know I’d do anything for you.” He stepped out of the shower.
He didn’t even bother to reach for a towel. He just left the room seemingly not caring he was naked.
I felt the loss of him.
I climbed to my feet and turned the shower off. After stepping out I reached for a towel and wrapped it around myself, and then the fog in my mind cleared and there came an unsettled feeling at how quickly Tobias had left—
No, he wouldn’t...
