Page 19 of Stolen Fate

I came with another shout, my legs trembling, my mind light-headed, and I couldn’t think of anything but the way this felt and the way he was still moving inside of me. Then I felt him swell and tremors racked over his big, beautiful body before he let out a low growl and came.

We were both breathing hard, our chests pushing against each other as we took in the other person.

Woah.

I didn’t think I ever had sex like this before.

I cupped his jaw, because I was oddly fascinated with his stubble, and though the act felt intimate, it didn’t scare me.

The soft look on Jace’s eyes didn’t scare me either.

Five minutes passed, or five hours, or five eternities—I didn’t know, and I didn’t care—but then Jace moved off me and laid down on his back by my side. I moved my head a little so I could take him in, watching as he threw an arm over his face, and watching the way his muscular chest moved in and out with every breath he took.

Now what?

I didn’t do this. I had never had a one-night stand before, always believing I was a relationship kind of girl, but I felt both empty and satisfied about what just happened, and I didn’t know if he wanted me to leave or stay here.

What exactly was the protocol with these kinds of things?

I made a move to get up from the bed when a large arm snaked around my waist and pulled me back down, back into his arms.

I stared at him from where he had positioned me, my hands flat on his chest. But he didn’t say anything when he pulled the covers over us.

Then, seamlessly, he reached over and turned off the light, bathing the world in darkness.

“Sleep,” he said, his voice gruff. “It’s late.”

Not knowing what else to say, I nodded and drifted off into a quiet slumber, only to wake up sometime around midnight.

Jace was still sleeping soundlessly by my side, so I carefully extracted myself from his arms and climbed off the bed.

I got dressed in the dark, foregoing my bras and panties because I couldn’t find them, and left the room, leaving Jace there.

The day was officially over. I shouldn’t be sad anymore.

But nothing had changed.

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