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My hands go to his head, cradling him as he kisses me, sinking into the sensation as he pumps into me again and again, claiming me as his. I don’t care that his movements are a little rough, or that every stroke feels as if he’s pounding deep inside me. It means I can let loose, too. I grab his shoulders and dig my nails into his skin, and I arch when he thrusts. When he kisses me, I bite down on his lip, and that only makes him wilder. The bed shakes, pushing against the wall with a shivering noise like hay rustling, and it’s barely audible over the thunder crashing outside.
When I come, my entire body clenches and I cry out, shocked at how intense everything feels. Aron covers my breast with his hand, sending another shockwave through my body, and keeps taking me, wringing another orgasm through his hard, rocking thrusts. By the time he comes, I’m whimpering with the aftermath of the intense climax, and I clutch his sweaty body against mine as he collapses atop me.
I feel so at peace. So…happy.
I think of Yshrem, where Aron will “meet his destiny” and I squeeze my eyes shut. I don’t want to think about that today. I’ll just think about the man sprawled atop me, who feels so good I never want him to move.
“Tell me you love me,” I whisper, stroking his hair back from his face as he sits up.
Aron frowns, gazing down at me. He touches my cheek, caressing my face, and then shakes his head. “I am a god, Faith. We do not love.”
Strangely enough, that response doesn’t bother me, because I’m pretty sure he’s wrong. “You’d miss me if I died, though, wouldn’t you?”
His brows draw together, and thunder snaps overhead. “Why would you die?”
“I’m just saying—”
Aron shakes his head slowly. “You are not allowed to die, Faith. Do you understand me?” His jaw is clenched, and there’s a wild look in his eyes I haven’t seen before. “I forbid it.”
I nod, and when he leans in to kiss me again, I fight back a smile. Yeah, dude’s totally in love with me.
He just won’t admit it to himself.