Page 216 of Frost and Death
“You are taking me so well,” he says, lips meeting mine as he fully sheaths himself inside.
I gasp.
“I’m here, wife. I’ve got you,” he coos sweetly, cupping my face in his hands.
Wife.
I pour myself further into him as our bodies remain intertwined together, chanting in my mind the words I don’t have enough courage to say aloud.
I love you,Jer.
Our rhythm builds slowly, and my body adjusts to Jerrick’s size as he thrusts harder. When I lift my head back, our bodies meld, fitting perfectly. I shudder, feeling heavy and light, aperfectly balanced moment. I am unsure if the sensation is due to my body or my heart.
Jerrick’s low groans match my moans, and my hands roam along his back, pushing him down on me to have as much skin touching me as possible. Even though we are close, it isn’t enough.
It willneverbe enough.
I wrap my arms around him, hugging him and letting his weight ease me farther into the mattress. Deities, hestillisn’t close enough.
I claw at his skin.
“I need more of you. I need all of you,please,” I beg between kisses.
Jerrick’s gaze meets mine as my hips buck in more need. He reaches between us, cupping my breast as he kisses life into me.
“Eyes on me, love.”
I halt at his words.
Love.
I cup his cheek as he holds my gaze, my thumb running across his scar. He grunts softly with each new thrust.
I breathe in the same air as him as our tongues clash.
I tremble from exertion as Jerrick drifts his hand down to rub tantalizing circles around my clit. The tension inside me builds like a bow nocking an arrow. I’m teetering so close to the edge.
“I’m—I’msoclose,” I tell him as my entire body vibrates.
“I know. I can feel you tightening around my cock,” Jerrick whispers appreciatively.
His angle shifts slightly.
My mouth falls open as my walls close in on him. “Don’t stop.”
I hold him as I inch toward release, and Jerrick doesn’t desist from pleasing me.
He thrusts with the same rhythm but increases the movement of his thumb, teasing my clit as he kisses my neck.
I pant, a breathless moan, drawing his gaze to mine.
“Your walls are so tight around my cock, Tove. I love it. I love—”
My vision turns spotty as the pressure builds harder than before, and my mind cannot keep up with my body’s pace. I pant as my nails dig deeper and deeper into Jerrick’s skin.
More. I needmore.
My body moves of its own volition, meeting each of Jerrick’s trembling thrusts.
