Page 92 of Flare
He settled between her thighs, his hands gripping her hips as he dragged his tongue through her folds in a slow stroke. Emily’s sharp cry of pleasure made his cock twitch against the mattress. She always tasted like heaven—sweet and tangy and unmistakably Emily. He lapped at her with deliberate slowness, savoring every sound she made, every clench of her thighs against his shoulders.
When he closed his lips around her clit and sucked hard, Emily’s back bowed off the bed.“Ward!” she cried out, her hands fisting in his hair.
He slid one finger inside her, then another, curving them to find the spot that made her gasp and tremble. Her inner walls clenched around his fingers, hot and slick and so ready for him it took all his willpower not to replace his fingers with his cock immediately.
“That’s it,” he murmured against her,“let go for me, Em. I want to feel you come on my tongue.”
His words seemed to push her over the edge. Emily’s thighs tensed around his head as she came with a cry that might have been his name, her body pulsing around his fingers in rhythmic waves. Ward continued to lick and suck gently, drawing out her pleasure.
When he finally lifted his head, she was watching him through half-lidded eyes, her chest heaving with rapid breaths.“Come here,” she said, reaching for him.
Ward moved up her body, his cock sliding against her wet heat as he settled between her thighs. The sensation was exquisite torture, so close to where he desperately needed to be.
“Please, Ward,” Emily whispered, wrapping her legs around his waist.“I need you inside me now.”
He braced himself on one elbow, using his free hand to guide himself to her entrance. The moment the head of his cock slipped inside her tight heat, Ward had to grit his teeth against the urge to thrust home immediately.
“Look at me,” he said, waiting until her blue eyes met his.“I love you, Emily.”
“I love you too,” she answered, and he could see the truth of it shining in her eyes.
With one slow, steady thrust, Ward buried himself to the hilt inside her. They both gasped at the sensation—the perfect, indescribable feeling of being joined completely. Ward held still for a long moment, overwhelmed by the tight, wet heat of her body gripping his cock, by the love he saw written across her face, by the knowledge that this woman had chosen him, all of him.
Then Emily shifted beneath him, her hips lifting in silent demand.
Ward started slow, savoring each drag and thrust, memorizing the way her breath hitched when he hit a particular spot deep inside her. But soon, the need for more overcame his desire to draw things out. His thrusts became harder, faster.
“Yes,” Emily moaned, her nails digging into his shoulders.“God, Ward, just like that.”
He could feel his climax building at the base of his spine, a gathering pressure that demanded release. But he was determined to bring Emily over the edge with him. He slipped ahand between their bodies, finding her clit with his thumb and circling it in time with his thrusts.
“Come for me again,” he growled, feeling his control slipping.“Come with me, Em.”
Her inner walls fluttered around him, the first tremors of her orgasm sending waves of pleasure through his cock. Ward drove into her harder, deeper, chasing their mutual release.
“Ward!” Emily cried out as she shattered beneath him, her body clenching around him in powerful pulses.
The sight of her coming undone, the feel of her body milking his cock, and the knowledge that this was his mate—his forever—pushed Ward over the edge. His climax tore through him with shattering force, his cock pulsing inside her as he spilled his seed deep inside her.
And in that moment of perfect unity, he felt it happen. The mating bond snapped into place like a puzzle piece finding its home, a warm golden thread connecting his soul to Emily’s. It was stronger, more profound than he’d expected—a sense of completion so absolute that tears pricked at the corners of his eyes.
“Oh,” Emily gasped, her eyes wide with wonder.“I can feel you. Inside my head, but also… everywhere.”
Ward smiled down at her, his heart so full he thought it might burst.“That’s the bond,” he whispered, pressing his forehead to hers.“We’re mated now, Em, forever.”
She reached up to touch his face, her expression filled with awe.“It’s beautiful.”
They stayed joined for long moments, exchanging soft kisses and gentle touches as they adjusted to the new connection between them. Ward stayed buried inside her, unwilling to lose their connection even for a moment.
“How do you feel?” he asked, brushing damp strands of hair from her forehead.
Emily’s smile was luminous.“Complete. Happy.” She pressed a kiss to his chest, right over his heart.“And nowhere near finished with you.”
Ward raised an eyebrow, his cock still hard.“Is that right?”
“Mmm,” she hummed, sliding a hand down his torso.“I believe you promised me all night, Mr. Swanson.”
His bear rumbled with satisfaction as Ward rolled them over, until Emily sat astride him, his cock buried to the hilt inside her wet heat.“And I keep my promises, Mrs. Almost-Swanson. Always.”
