Aurora

“I’ve never gone raw with anyone, Aurora. I don’t ever want anything between us, feel me?”

The feminist that lived down deep inside me rattled her cage, and still, I said fuck it. Everything about his filthy words turned me on. If he said he wanted to tie me to his bed and fuck me for a month straight, I’d let him. I’d let him do anything.

“I feel you,” I finally whispered. His hands contracted slightly on the back of my neck, pulling me to him in a fierce kiss.

“Glad we’re on the same page,” he growled, sucking my nipple into his mouth and pulling hard. I giggled and yelped before he turned his attention to the other one. “Can’t wait till these are full of milk.”

His hands slid between my thighs, swirling the arousal around, then cupping his dick in his palm and lining it up with my entrance. “Can’t control myself, and the way this pussy begs for me tells me you can’t either.”

My head shook fiercely. I freely admitted that I was a slave to him.

We’d been camped out at my house all weekend, and his dick hardly left my body. We made dinner naked. We showered. Then we fucked again. We made the bed, only to mess it all up as I yanked at the sheets and screamed Declan’s name over and over.

I never wanted him to leave.

His hands fisted at my round ass cheeks, angling me up to meet him, his dick thrusting in deeper than before. The sensations short-circuited my body as his cock ground against a sweet spot deep inside. “Come just like this, baby. My dick right here, so when you come I can empty into you.”

My entire body clenched with his words, and it wasn’t a second later before his hand was working my clit, driving me closer and closer to the edge. Finally, I turned my face into the pillow and bit down, trying to muffle the sounds of ecstasy rolling through me.

My orgasm set him off as he started coming in long, hard spurts deep inside, his hands holding me tighter as he angled my body to receive his seed.

His arms wrapped around me, clutching me to him like he was desperate to never let me go.

Hauling me into his arms, he tucked me against him, his cock still pressed inside me, more come drizzling down my thighs and wetting the sheets of our bed.

Our.

Somehow, it’d only been a weekend, and already, I couldn’t picture my life without him in it.

I think Twinkles had even started to warm up to him. She actually curled up beside him on the couch last night while we watched a Christmas movie.

Everything about the bubble Declan and I had been living in was perfect.

He pulled me from my thoughts by peppering kisses up and down my body, turning me on and driving me crazy for him even more.

“Love you, Snow.” His words spun through my head, leaving me dizzy and overwhelmed.

Love.

Love.

Am I ready for love?

I swallowed the lump in my throat then pulled away, stalking across the room naked and shutting myself in the bathroom.

Plopping down on the toilet, I rested my head in my hands as slow tears began to track down my cheeks.

I didn’t know anything about love. My mother was on her seventh marriage, so I’d learned firsthand that just because something felt right didn’t mean you ran off and married it.

The doorknob rattled a second later, but still, I sat planted on the toilet.

“Aurora, open the fucking door!”

My eyes rolled before I stood and unlocked the door.

“Nothing between us, remember?” His eyes were hard and serious.

“What the fuck has you stomping out of the room like that?”

I narrowed my eyes, my thoughts on fire. “I don't know anything about love. You don’t understand, my mother—”

“I don’t give a shit about anyone else. Nothing comes between us, remember that?”

“Yeah, of course, but your dick was inside me at the time. I didn't think, y’know, you meant it.”

Declan's eyes shot open, his hands taking hold of my wrists and hauling me against him. “The hell I didn’t mean it. Mean every fucking word I say to you, and don’t you forget it.” His eyes softened, lips pressing kisses at the corner of my mouth. “First time I laid eyes on you, I knew you were different. I knew you were mine.”

My eyes began to water. I tried to blink them away, but a stubborn salty tear tracked down my cheek. Declan swiped at it with his thumb, licking the pad of his finger, licking away my tears.

“Can’t imagine if I hadn't found you, Dr. Snow. There’s not a day that goes by that I’m not thankful as fuck that I pounded that nail through my thumb.”

“I would have found you,” I murmured, suddenly believing it. Something about us was meant to be, I had no doubt about that. But that didn’t mean words like love didn’t terrify me.

“Can’t believe I missed you walking around this town all these years.”

“Where have you been, Declan Callaghan?” I held his face against mine, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

“Waiting for you, gorgeous. Been right here waiting for you all along.” His lips turned up in that cocky grin before he hauled me to my feet. “Think I can milk another orgasm out of you in the shower?”

I giggled, letting him lead me into the walk-in stall, the hot water and Declan pressing down on me in the best of ways.

His hands around my hips, his mouth grinding against my pussy, Declan milked another orgasm out of me, all right, and then gave me another with his cock before we both fell into bed, naked and happy.

I’d never been more head-over-heels blissful.