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Siena slid the rest of her dress off her body, followed by her chemise and stays until she was as bare as he was, and he stilled for a moment as he ran his gaze over her, struck by her beauty and the fact that she was here with him, had chosen him, wanted him.
Levi’s large, possessive hands moved with a reverent urgency, exploring every inch of Siena's body as if committing each moment to memory. Her skin was soft against his rough palms, her gasps of pleasure urging him on.
“Levi,” Siena whispered his name like a prayer, her voice husky with need.
He groaned in response, his own desire reaching a fever pitch as he felt her heat against him. He needed to be inside her, to feel her surround him, to make her his — even if it was just for tonight.
He pushed himself off the bed, no longer content to be beneath her as a part of his former self returned, the raw, masculine piece that could no longer lie passively but needed to take action and show this woman his strength.
Siena’s eyes widened in surprise and desire as she arched beneath him in a silent plea for more.
When he met her gaze, he saw the naked emotion swirling within her eyes. The desire and trust mirrored back at him was more intoxicating than any whiskey he’d ever tasted, more addictive than any card game he’d ever partaken in.
“I want you, Siena,” he growled, his voice low and gravelly with need. She nodded, her gaze never leaving his, and whispered, “Take me.”
With fierce intensity that belied their tender connection, Levi positioned himself at her entrance, his eyes locked on hers as he entered her slowly, savoring the feel of her warm, wet core surrounding him.
Siena moaned softly, her legs wrapping around his waist as she pulled him closer, her nails digging into his shoulders as their bodies moved in perfect harmony. Their kiss deepened, their tongues entwined as they sought comfort and strength in each other’s embrace. Levi thrust deeper, his rhythm matching the erratic pounding of his heart. Siena met each thrust, her hips rocking in response, driving them both higher and higher.
Their cries echoed around the room, as Levi couldn't help but be lost in the feeling of Siena, her velvety skin squeezing him as he moved within her. Her breathing was ragged, her pleas for mercy and desire intertwined.
In that moment, he knew he was lost. Lost in Siena, lost in this unholy pleasure, lost in the raw and primitive need to claim her. He had fought to deny her but forces greater than him had quelled any chance of that.
For she was stronger than she seemed, stronger than she likely even knew herself.
And if she didn’t know it yet, then he would make sure that she understood, from this moment on.
“Levi!” she cried as she began to pulse around him, and he lost himself in her, pumping hard until the very last moment when he forced himself to pull out of her and spend on the sheets beside her.
He returned to her, holding himself up on his elbows above her, their noses touching as they breathed deeply, lost in one another and the moment that had overtaken them.
He should not have taken her innocence.
But he would worry about that later.
For now, he would clean her up and treat her like the priceless woman she was.
She had forever buried herself inside his heart.
The only problem was that he had no idea how he would ever let her go.
CHAPTER 14
The woman Siena had been but a few weeks ago would never believe what she had just done.
She was not, however, the same woman anymore.
Nor did she want to go back.
As she and Levi lay together, wrapped up in the blankets and this moment, she couldn’t help but wonder how it was possible to so completely begin to understand herself while at the same time becoming so immersed in who the two of them were together.
She reached up, running her hands up and down Levi’s back as she held him against her, her heart swelling at how he had opened up to her while at the same time shown her a side of himself that she hadn’t expected – one that was primal, powerful, and possessive in a way that thrilled her.
“You are incredible,” she whispered, their breath still intermingling. “That was utterly unbelievable.”
“Happy to hear it,” he said. “But it is you that takes my breath away.”
They lay there, revelling in one another, where they likely could have been lost together all day, until there was a knockat the door, and they both started, suddenly coming back to the present.
