Page 94 of A Virgin for the Duke of Scars
“Tell me you want this,” he purred.
“Please, Aaron,” she begged.
She would have said more, but it seemed that her speech was dramatically impaired by the pulsing heat in her core.
Aaron reached down and guided himself inside her. She took a deep breath as his manhood filled her inch by inch. This was so much different from when he had taken her from behind.
She lifted her head slightly and met his lips as he thrust into her.
This was something she could get used to.
Theresa could hardly remember why they had waited this long to do this. He took his time with her, gently kissing her and nipping at the sensitive skin of her neck as he slowly thrust in and out of her.
It took longer, but eventually the pleasure began to build inside her, and she knew that the moment would not last much longer.
She threw her head back, and Aaron trailed his lips to the hollow at the base of her throat. Her breathing hitched, and she arched into him, her toes curling as she climaxed.
It trumped every memory and every experience she had ever had.
It was better than the first time she had ridden a horse. Better than the first time she saw him bathing in the lake. Better even than the first time he took her at Lady Sophia’s library.
If those things had brought her even a fraction of the pleasure she had now as she climaxed, she would have been shocked.Nothing had ever felt this good. Nobody had ever told her it was possible for a woman to feel this much pleasure with a man.
She had climaxed with her husband before, but this was deeper. Simply knowing that he had shown her all of himself made the pleasure that much sweeter. It was the intimacy she had craved all along without ever being able to put it into words.
She was still shaking when Aaron moaned her name and spilled inside her. His body pressed against hers so that no air could pass between them, his weight resting on her body with a delicious kind of pressure. While she had a hard time breathing, she did not wish for him to depart from her.
His breathing was labored, but he continued to thrust into her until she was positive that neither of them could take anymore. She laughed freely, but the sound came out throaty and deep. It reminded her of the laughter her husband often had at her expense in moments like these.
He must have felt the same amount of pleasure that she felt for him out here. It must be impossible for her to feel like the heavens had split open while he felt nothing.
He rolled onto his side and pulled her into his arms, neither of them in a hurry to cover up. She nestled against his chest, her head resting in the crook of his neck.
Theresa thought that this position was a close second to making love to him right here. If this was what they did afterward, shewould make it a habit to spend the night in his tower rather than her chambers.
“You aremine,” Aaron murmured, the words rumbling in his chest.
“I have always been yours,” Theresa breathed, propping herself up on one elbow so that she could look into his eyes. One hand remained on his chest, connecting them.
“I love you more than I thought possible,” Aaron rasped.
He looked like a man who had just found the answers he had been seeking for a long time.
Theresa took a moment to drink him in. His scars did not bother her, not the way he had assumed they would. She hurt for him, that he had become so closed off because of them. But she was glad he was here, that they had shared this moment.
“I love you, husband.” She lightly kissed him on the lips.
If this was the start of their forever, she would gladly do it all over again.
EPILOGUE
One Month Later
Theresa dismissed Emma after she finished styling her hair in the latest fashion. Intricate braids framed the crown of her head, while the rest of her hair fell like a waterfall down her back.
She was still looking in the mirror when Aaron came behind her and swept her hair over one shoulder. He pressed his lips to her neck and dragged his teeth over her sensitive skin. She closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation.
“I will have to return to my chambers if you will not let me finish getting ready.” Theresa laughed.
