After throwing her onto the bed, I pulled her skirt and panties off, being careful to leave the red heels on her feet. Next came the tank top, and I almost exploded in my pants when I saw she had no bra on underneath.
After quickly stripping myself bare, I gently laid on top of her and kissed her softly and sensually, our tongues mingling in that dance that was so familiar, yet such a distant past. When she reached down and stroked my cock, there was no way I could hold out any longer. She guided me inside of her wetness, and once I was seated fully in her heat, I breathed out in pleasure and relief. This was where I belonged. This was where I needed to be. This was where I would be for the rest of my life, and I couldn’t be happier about that.
Slow strokes in and out as I looked down into her hooded green eyes. Then, she smiled at me. “I’m sorry.”
I grinned down at her, knowing that apology would come. I kissed her nose.
“I love you, Holden Craig.”
“I love you more, Emory Bloome,” I whispered.
Then, I dropped my mouth onto hers and continued to thrust until her legs gripped my hips, the heels of her shoes digging into my ass she cried out her release, her walls gripping around my cock. It had been so long that missing her had seemed like a fulltime job, and there was no way I could hold out any longer. I exploded inside of her with a groan, my hips thrusting and rolling until neither of us could move, our mouths connected together to show how much we’d missed each other. The past few months had seemed like a thousand years apart. I never wanted to be away from her ever again.
After I reluctantly rolled off her, I shoved my arm under her neck and pulled her to me, her beautiful body molding perfectly to mine as she rested her head on my chest. I stroked her wild red hair softly and then kissed the top of her head.
“I missed you so fucking much. Don’t ever push me away ever again, Emory. I mean it.”
She sighed wistfully and nodded, her hair fanned out on my chest, tickling my skin. “I won’t. I just have questions.”
I chuckled. “I bet you do. Go ahead and ask.”
As she rattled off all sorts of questions about shifters, I happily answered them.
This was all I had wanted from the start. For her to see the real me. To know what I was. To be my queen. My lover. My partner. My best friend. My wife. The mother of my babies.
Once I had answered her questions, I pulled myself out from under her and went to my underwear drawer. I removed the black box from it and sat on the bed. Leaning up on her elbows, she looked at the box and her eyes went wide. Before she could speak, I opened it up, slid the ring on her finger, and said, “You’ll be marrying me. I’m not asking.”
She gazed down at the two-carat, princess-cut diamond ring, then back to me, shock and happiness dancing in her eyes. With a slight nervous laugh, she chewed the side of her lip and then nodded. “Of course, I’ll marry you. There’s nobody else for me, silly.”
I laughed and tossed the black box over my shoulder and then pinned her back down to the bed. “Good, because you’re mine, Emory. You understand? Fucking mine. Nobody else’s.”
“Nobody else’s,” she parroted softly with wide green eyes right before my mouth plundered hers and she opened her legs for me once again, where we made love for hours until neither of us could move.
THE END
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Part IX
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South Texas Dark Leopards
