Part 13 (2/2)

He had to take a deep breath before he could answer. ”More than I can say.”With the tip of her tongue, she licked up along its length to the soft sleek bulb at the top. A drop of liquid oozed from the tiny hole. He groaned when she tasted it. She cupped his b.a.l.l.s in her palm, kneading them carefully as she brushed across the sensitive ridges and folds of his c.o.c.k.

After a moment, he stilled her. ”No more, Juliana. No more, lest I explode right now.

Turn over.”Instead, she paused and levered herself up on her elbow, looking him in the face. ”We're to be married tomorrow, my love. Can we not share fully this evening?”

”But what if I disappoint you? Will you refuse to accept me tomorrow?” Sparkly lights danced in his blue eyes as he teased her.”I don't believe the king would allow it,” she mused. ”But it will not be. You couldn't disappoint me. The man you are is all I will ever want.”

”As you are the lady I've waited and searched for so long.”He reached down to her quim and dipped his finger into the sensitive folds of flesh there. He found her bud and teased it until she squealed. His stroking of her pearl brought her to a s.h.i.+vering tension that demanded his intrusion for completion.”Please, Thomas,” she begged. ”Come into me.”His c.o.c.k bobbed in her hand, eager to spear her. Thomas gathered some of the moisture seeping from her on his fingers and spread it on the end. Then he moved to position himself over her. The tip of his c.o.c.k sought for the entrance, and finding it, began to nudge itself in.

It was uncomfortable for a moment or two as she adjusted to his size, which stretched her. He waited patiently for her to signal her readiness to continue. When she relaxed and smiled at him, he pushed deeper and deeper until he was buried in the depths of her body. Her womb swelled around him and spasms jolted through it that held him tight as her arms wound around him to keep him close to her.

He watched her steadily. The love and joy in his expression was an added pleasure in the steadily growing tempest of desire. The fire that burned in him spread to her and blazed through her, a shared benediction of the spirit that joined them.

He withdrew partway, then slid back in. It drew another spasm of pleasure, this time from deep within her womb. When he saw that it pleased her, he drew back and pushed in again, harder this time.

His face scrunched up with joyful strain as he thrust into her again and again.

Tension built inside her as though she ascended a steep hill. Each pleasurable spasm took her higher and higher, increasing the antic.i.p.ation of getting to the top. Her back arched; she surged upward to meet his thrusts and bounced in a small, needy spasm

when his c.o.c.k hit its home inside. Her fingers dug into his back as the tension grew so huge, she could scarce bear it.As she neared the peak, her breath couldn't come fast enough. The need demanded he go faster and faster.

Just as she was about to reach the top, he withdrew and stopped partway out for a breathless, endless moment. They shared a brief look steeped in shared love, endless

promise, and desperate need for each other. Then he thrust into her again, deep, deeper, deepest. It sent her to the top of the hill and over.

Huge spasms rolled over her, making her jolt and buck against him. He grunted deep in

his throat with the explosive relief of his tension. They held onto each other while each rocked with the joy of their mutual climax. She didn't so much roll down off the top of the hill as float down from it.

The peace that filled her as the spasms of release began to abate was like nothing she'd ever experienced. It held fulfillment, and love, and a saturating joy.Thomas collapsed on top of her. His dear weight pressed against her chest and belly, while his head fit into her shoulder, his face alongside hers, cheek to cheek. It interfered with her breathing, but she didn't care. If she were to die this way, she would die happy, but she knew he wouldn't allow that to happen. They held onto each other and their complete, perfect melding of two individuals into one. It wouldn't last, but the memories and renewals of it would.

Finally, he pushed himself off and rolled over to lay beside her. He took her hand. ”Juliana, as G.o.d is my witness, you are my lady, my wife. You're mine from this moment on. I promise to love, protect, cherish and honor you for the rest of our lives.”

She looked into his blue eyes as she brought her other hand over to cover their joined ones. ”Thomas, as G.o.d is my witness, you are my love and my husband from this moment on. I promise to love, honor, and cherish you as well for the rest of our lives.”

Tomorrow they'd make those vows in front of witnesses, where they would be legally binding. But these were the vows that would bind their hearts and souls for the rest of their lives.

”And now that we've slaked the most immediate desperate need, we have yet all night for more,” he said. ”I plan to take you more slowly next time. I want to touch every square inch of you and kiss it as well. I want to show you a thousand more delights. I hope you have no plans to sleep tonight, my love.”

Juliana touched his cheek, and ran her hand down his chest to his already swelling c.o.c.k. Love for him swelled so full in her breast, she wondered she didn't burst with it. ”None whatsoever, my husband.”

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