Page 105 of Then Came You

I want to marry her.

I want to tie myself to her forever.

Dropping her head back, I can see her eyes are misty and languorous. She’s dazed as she further tilts her head from side to side.

My thrusts come faster. Deeper. Harder. And I bend her body in ways that only a pretzel would know.

I devour her.

Moving her legs around my waist, I feel her heels dig into my back, and it’s then that I know we’re nearing that point of no return.

There’s an aura around her that glows so fiercely that at this moment I think she’s God herself. “You’re so beautiful, Row,” I murmur. My lips find her shoulder as she continues to rock on top of me. Her head lolls to the side like a baby fawn.

I can tell she doesn’t know where I start, and she ends.

“Blade,” she mews in barely a whisper. I feel her legs start to give out underneath her.

She’s close.

I circle my arms around her tiny waist, attaching her to me with no escape. “Yeah, baby girl?”

“I never want this to end.”

She’s mine in every lifetime. I’ve never been so sure in my life.

Overcome with emotion for the woman in my arms, I croak, “It never will, Row.”

My lips fuse on hers as I savour this feeling of loving this woman.

A heat builds inside me, engulfing me, threatening to detonate at any second. As if she’s read my mind, she shudders and shatters atop me, her orgasm triggering my own onslaught. It’s a wondrous sensation as I spill inside her. She wriggles on top of me, a cacophony of pants, moans, whimpers, and curses encapsulating the room around us.

“I love you.” I cherish her with my words, slowing my strokes as I pump the last of my cum inside her. With my hands, I massage every available piece of skin, revering her.

She’s sightless and weightless, floating above me as she descends from her climax. Her head is on my chest, body slumped forward.

The silence is peaceful. The no sound elevates all our other senses.

“I love you, Blade. I love you so much. I’m nothing without your love,” she gasps air-starved.

There is no question about it, I want her tied to me in every way.

“Marry me?”

She jerks up, looking at me gobsmacked. She’s never looked more gorgeous with her damp skin, unruly pink hair, swollen lips, and ruined makeup.

“What?” she stutters.

Her mind is racing with a million questions and a million more reasons why she can’t, but I won’t let her talk herself out of this. She’s agreeing to marry me. Tonight.

“Marry me, baby. Marry me. Tink, I need you. I love you. I don’t want to live a second longer without you being my wife. You’re everything I’ve been missing. You make me whole, Row. I love you beyond words. Beyond worlds. Beyond sanity. I want to give you everything you’ve ever dreamed of, but more than that, I want to make you so happy that sadness will never be able to touch you ever again. I want to protect you. Cherish you. Adore you. Be by your side when you succeed, and I want to do it all with you as your husband. Please, baby, please marry me?” I stare into her eyes, which have captured my heart and soul.

It has to be yes.

Her lips quiver, and eyes water.

It’s dizzying waiting for her to answer.

“Yes.”

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