Page 147 of Deliria

“I love you too.” I say back.

He grins in that devilish way only he can. “Good, because I’m about to fuck you like I don’t.”

“What?”

He grabs my hips, becoming suddenly rabid as he starts to fuck me, as he starts to claim me. My eyes roll back in my head, I swear I’m already seeing stars. It feels so good. Too good. Theway his dick is sliding in and out of me, the way he’s fucking like he can’t get enough.

All I can smell is him. All I can think about is him. Rafe.

Finally, we have this, finally we have what we want.

I drag my nails down his back, relishing the fact that I can touch him, all of him.

“You’re mine,” I moan. “All mine.”

He growls back and I know those words mean just as much to him as they do to me.

His hand wraps around my throat, his hips buck away, sending me closer and closer to the very heights of nirvana.

And then I feel his hand, his other hand. It’s sliding over my hip, touching me, circling me, giving my clit everything I need right now.

I throw my head back, letting out a deep guttural moan of satisfaction. I love how this man just knows. How he knows what my body wants, what it needs.

“Come for me, Scarlett,” He says. “Come all over my cock.”

He doesn’t need to tell me twice. He barely gets the words out before I’m losing all control, practically losing consciousness with how good this feels.

I know I’m screaming, I know my body is jerking erratically, but Rafe holds me to him, holds me tight as he keeps me right where I need to be and then he’s there, he’s growling out, pouring into me, clinging to me like his life depends upon this moment as much as mine does.

We slump back into the sheets. Laying there with our sweat covered bodies still entangled in one another.

If I didn’t know better, I’d say we were glowing. Physically shining, like we were some sort of celestial beings and not human at all.

We have this. From now on, we have this and more.My lips turn into the biggest of grins as that realisation hits me. Allwe have now is time, time and each other. We can go where we want, do what we want, live however we want because we are free, finally we are free.

His fingertips trace along my spine, creating a pattern I can’t quite work out. It tickles but not enough to tell him to stop. I can’t stop kissing him. I can’t stop touching him.

I don’t know how long we lay here, just relishing this moment, relishing each other.

For the first time in forever, my heart feels at peace. All those awful horrific fears are gone, all those nasty memories seem to be, if not erased, but muted, as if they no longer hold sway over me.

“I love you,” I say for what must be the hundredth time. I can’t stop saying that either.

“I love you too,” Rafe says back, cupping my cheek, lowering his mouth as if he’s going to claim another delicious kiss.

Only, the lights flicker. The room seems to disappear and then reappear like it’s a hallucination and not real at all.

I draw in a sharp breath, looking around, as my heart slams into my chest and that old fear returns full force, taking over everything.

“What…?” I stammer.

“It’s okay,” Rafe says, cutting across me. “It’ll all be okay.”

But the way he says it, the way his body tenses, tells me something is wrong. Something is very wrong.

My eyes dart about the room and a sinking feeling hits my stomach. “Rafe, where are we?”

He shakes his head, tightening his arms.

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