Page 63 of Declan's Dove

“Hmph.” Her body is relaxed, and her breathing is slowing. If I let her, she’d probably fall asleep just like this, sprawled on top of me with my half-hard cock nestled between us.

I hate to do it, but I nudge her a bit, forcing her to lean up and look at me. The scowl on her face is cute.

“Come on, baby. Let’s head up to the bed. It’ll be warmer up there and I’m sure much more comfortable.”

“I think this spot right here is plenty comfortable,” Violet teases. She smirks as she runs her hand across my chest hair, then traces my tattoos with her finger.

“You can have this same spot. Upstairs. In the bed.” She glances up at me from under her lashes but doesn’t make any movement to get up so, I slap her ass playfully.

“Hey!”

“Come on.” I lean up, taking her with me. Her legs wrap around my waist, and I take the opportunity to grab her delectable ass in my hands. “I can’t keep the fire going with you laying over the top of me. I don’t want to have to keep waking you up to keep us warm either,” I tell her honestly. “You can lie across my body all you want under the covers of the bed. It’ll make you readily accessible for me to stroke and fill your pussy throughout the night.”

Her shocked gasp is priceless.

“Oh, you didn’t think I was done with you so soon, did you?” I tease her mouth with my tongue, and she opens immediately. “Mm. Nope. I’m going to need to fuck you at least two, maybe three more times. So, we best get you upstairs for a nap.”

“A nap?” Violet looks at me, disbelieving. “I think we should call it a night, and maybe I’ll let you ravish my body before breakfast.”

My laughter fills the room. She ducks her head. I can see the beautiful pink tint on her cheeks. I don’t think she realized what she was saying in the moment. She’s finally letting her guard down around me and I fucking love it.

“Dove, I think we should set a few things straight.” Her eyes peek up at me as she nods. I’m not sure if she thinks she’s in trouble or if she’s just embarrassed by her admission of wanting me to ravish her, but she seems nervous all the same. “Look at me, baby.” When her eyes meet mine, I smile and caress her jaw with my thumb before planting a soft kiss on her pouty lips.

“I’m happy you want me to ravish your body—which I abso-fucking-lutely will—you can count on it. But I think I should warn you about something.” Her eyes widen a little and her lips part. Another stroke of my tongue across her bottom lip elicits a sound from the back of her throat that I love. “I claimed you as mine and you agreed. Which means I will happily, and greedily, ravish, lick, kiss, touch, and fuck your beautiful body as often as I fucking please. And what’s better …” I pause, watching as her pupils dilate and her hazel eyes fill with so much heat. “You’ll love every fucking second of it. I’ll make damn sure of that.”

Her hot breath tickles my lips as she lets out a small whimper. She rubs her warm wet sex across the shaft of my cock, and I’m hard as fuck and ready for another round.

Standing from the couch, I lift her up with me and make my way to the stairs. Violet lays her head on my shoulder with her arms tucked around my back. When I reach the bed, I gently lay her down with her ass just at the edge. She leans all the way back but doesn’t let go of her hold on me, bringing me down with her. I smile down at her. This incredibly beautiful woman.

My woman.

I take her mouth in what was only meant to be a small, simple kiss, but she shoves her tongue past my lips and things get heated fast.

My hands are everywhere, stroking, kneading, caressing her soft body. Violet’s response to everything I’m doing to her is sexy as fuck and will be my undoing. She reaches down, gripping my dick with her hand and strokes from root to tip once, twice, three times.

That’s it.

I grab her hands, pinning them at her sides. Her eyes flare, but she’s not afraid. No. My woman is turned the fuck on. She may have been treated like shit by her bastard of a husband, but she trusts me. I see it staring back at me in her now glistening eyes. In her soft smile and the flush on her cheeks. She licks her lips and gives me the subtlest of nods, but I get it. She’s giving herself to me. Giving me permission to have my way with her because she knows I’ll never intentionally hurt her.

My chest tightens and my throat feels thick. The gift she’s giving me is not something I will ever take for granted. It takes a strong, brave woman to give herself to someone after being so badly hurt and mistreated.

“I love you.” It’s the truth and my declaration. “You hear me, Violet? I love you. You and Carter, you’re my everything. You understand?”

A tear flows down her cheek, and she nods. “I love you too. I didn’t want to. I wanted to run from this feeling because I thought it would only lead to more heartbreak, but I can’t escape what I feel for you.” She smiles softly. “I don’t want to escape it. I want to embrace it. I want to know what happiness truly feels like. To be loved.”

“I’ll spend my life showing you.” Our lips meet again and with one deep stroke, I bury myself to the hilt and finally take what’s completely mine.

I keep my thrusts long and slow, wanting to take my time and savor every second. The soft feel of her slick walls gripping my cock and pulling me deeper with each thrust. When I rub that special place deep inside her, her eyes roll back in a way that is captivating. As I pull out, her body arches toward mine in an effort to keep me inside.

Christ, she feels amazing.

We kiss, lick, taste each other. Our tongues massaging one another. It’s exciting and messy and sexy as fuck, the way she gives herself over to me. Her groans and mewls are spurring me on and soon I feel the telltale sign of my balls tightening up and the tingling of my spine.

“I need you to come, Dove.” She’s meeting me thrust for thrust now, as I pick up speed. I’m plowing into her. The sweet tender intimacy we’ve shared is now a rough, animalist rhythm that causes her eyes to roll back and the walls of her pussy to tighten around my length. I reach between us and pinch her clit between my fingers.

“I love you, Violet.” Those four little words and another pinch to her clit, and she shatters right before my eyes. The sweetness of her breath and the whispered, “I love you, too” are the last straw as I spill myself inside her.

It takes a few minutes for our breathing to slow and the shuddering to cease. I roll us over, my now soft dick still tucked up inside her, and her body sprawled across my chest the way it was when we were downstairs. I kiss the top of her head and stroke her back with my hands until I feel the moment her breaths even out and I know she’s fallen asleep.

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