Page 59 of Erik's Salvation
Erik pushed her panties down her thighs. She kicked them off with her feet before a finger slid to her entrance. Her breath stopped. Then he thrust inside.
She bowed, the only thing keeping her on the bed, his body. His thumb continued to move on her clit, and at every thrust, more heat pooled in her belly. More fire in her blood.
She lifted her hips to meet him, humming and purring as he strummed her body like it was an instrument only he knew how to play.
She reached between them to undo his pants and then slipped one desperate hand below his clothing. The second her fingers were around him, he stilled, the thick cords of his muscles tensing.
He was large in her grip, and as she moved her hand up and down his length in long strokes, he thickened further. With every little his of breath and tensing of muscle, she learned what he liked.
She felt like she’d barely touched him when he grabbed her wrist.
He leaned to the side and removed his pants and briefs. Before dropping his clothes to the floor, he reached into a pocket and pulled a foil from his wallet. Her breaths shortened as he tore it open with his teeth.
By the time he’d donned the condom and returned to her, her heart pounded so hard against her ribs she swore the beats could be heard thundering through the room.
As if sensing her nerves, he shifted some hair from her face, grazing her skin. “You sure you want to do this?”
She ran her fingers up his chest and over his shoulders, memorizing every hard ridge. If they did this, things would change. Shift into something else…something irreversible.
“There’s no part of me that feels capable of walking away from you,” she breathed. “I want this. I want you.”
His eyes flared as he settled between her thighs. The tip of his cock pressed right there at her entrance.
“You make me want more than I’ve wanted for a long, long time, Angel.”
“So take it,” she whispered.
One sharp inhale from him, then his mouth crashed to hers and he slid inside her. Stretching her. Filling her.
She groaned and tightened her legs around him.
For a moment, he didn’t move, just let her acclimatize to his size as their tongues fused together. It wasn’t until she rocked her hips, pulling him deeper, that an almost strangled noise left his chest, and he slid out before thrusting back inside.
She groaned. He thrust again, and this time she ran her nails across his shoulders, knowing she was almost breaking skin, incapable of stopping.
On every thrust, she lifted her hips, meeting him stroke for stroke. He growled and moved faster. Harder. It was ecstasy and torment rolled into one.
When he yanked her leg higher, hitting a new angle inside her, she threw her head back and whimpered. Erik took advantage, latching onto her exposed neck, sucking and nipping.
Her breaths shortened. “Erik…”
His name was both a gasp and a plea.
He reached for a nipple and thrummed it between his thumb and forefinger. That was all it took for her world to come apart. For her body to tense and spasm so violently that she screamed as her walls pulsed around him.
Erik kept pumping into her, kept grazing her nipple, and her cries continued to ring through the room, shattering every bit of silence, until suddenly, his growl rivaled her shouts. His mouth crashed back to hers and he broke. He kept thrusting until he must have had nothing left. Until they were both shadows of the people they’d been previously.
Then, finally, there was stillness. Stillness bar their heaving chests.
When he ran his fingers up the outside of her thigh, the touch was so gentle, so tender, her exhaled breath was a tremble.
How this man could think he was wrong or bad or dangerous for her, she had no idea. He felt the opposite of all those things.
When she met his gaze, she saw flickers of what almost looked like surprise. Because he felt what she felt? That what they’d done wasn’t just physical? It went deeper. Rearranged and reshaped their lives, just like she’d known it would.
Their gazes held for three pounding heartbeats, then he grazed his lips across hers one last time before lowering to the bed and tugging her against his side.
She sighed, finding refuge in his arms. And even though she tried to close her eyes, tried to rest, one thought rattled around her mind, refusing to let her sleep…
