Breaking the kiss, I lift my head and look into her eyes. They are swirling with something that I can’t quite read, but I don’t bother asking any questions. This isn’t about what we’re thinking, this is about how we feel with one another.
This is about us.
This is about our future.
Birdie hooks her knee around my hip and wraps her hands around my back, urging me closer toward her body. Placing my hand next to her head, I keep my arms extended and look down into her eyes, never taking my gaze from hers.
“Darlin’,” I rasp as I slowly sink inside of her warm and waiting body.
Her eyes widen when I’ve rooted myself deep inside of her. Licking my lips, I inhale a deep breath through my nose and let it out the same way, forcing my mind to clear and for my own self-control to remain intact.
Birdie’s breath hitches as she wraps herself around my body, pulling me closed as if she wants to absorb me completely and wholly. I don’t blame her, I wish that I could sink inside of her warmth until there is no longer two of us, but instead one being.
Shifting my hips, I move inside of her, feeling all of her around me. Her breathing comes out in pants, washing over my face as I pump in and out of her body. I can’t look away from her, not even if I tried. She has my gaze held hostage and I don’t mind it overly much.
“Yes,” she hisses, arching her neck and breaking eye contact with me as she throws her head back.
Moving one of my hands to her hip, I grip her flesh hard and brace myself on my knees as I move hard and faster, slamming into her body unable to control myself another moment longer.
Sweat gathers on my forehead, dripping down my face as I tip my chin and watch myself move inside of her. It’s beautiful, the way that her body takes me, opening just enough for my cock to move inside of her.
“Colt,” she gasps. “I’m close.”
Her warning is unnecessary, I can feel the way her cunt flutters around me, the way it tries to suck me inside and clamp down, keeping me right where she wants me. My fingers grip her tighter around her hip, helping me to balance as I slam inside of her over and over, climbing higher and higher toward my release.
My back tingles and sweat starts to gather there as I continue to thrust hard and fast inside of her sweet body. Her mouth opens, but no sound comes out. I feel her entire body jerk and freeze, her muscles tense and then her cunt squeezes me instantly.
I moan, my climax roaring through me without much of a warning. Burying my face against Birdie’s neck, I inhale her sweet scent as my hips continue to move slowly, enjoying every sweet soft sound that she makes as we ride our elation and slowly come down from it.
Birdie’s fingernails begin to graze my back in a calming motion, my movements slowing down until I just bury my half-hard cock deep inside of her and catch my breath. She lets out a sigh, shifting her hips and wrapping her legs around my hips, squeezing tightly.
“I love you, Birdie,” I murmur against the skin of her neck.
Her breath hitches. Lifting my head, I look into her eyes and smile down at her. “I love you, Colt. I hope that this is real, that your words are real, but even if they aren’t, I know how I feel.”
Nodding my head once, I give her a small smile. “They’re as real as they can be, darlin’. There’s no more hiding. There is just you and me and we will get through whatever this is and we will come out together, on top.”
“We will,” she agrees.
Dipping my chin, I touch my mouth to hers and don’t voice any of my fears or concerns. They don’t matter, not right now. Maybe one day I can think about the future and what this means, but right now I can’t even think about what happens tomorrow.
All I can do is protect her today. One day, one moment at a time. That is all that I can give her—give us.
A knock sounds on the door and Birdie lets out a little yelp. With a moan, I force myself to roll off of her, groaning when I pull out of her warm heat. I hear her scrambling to pull the bedding up her body as I stomp toward the door. Tugging it open, I frown at the sight of Ernest standing in front of me, his gaze narrowed on mine in no doubt anger.
“You’re upset,” I point out.
He shakes his head. “Disappointed,” he announces.
“In?”
He shrugs a shoulder. “Florence.”
Pressing my lips together, I tilt my head to the side and watch him for a moment. “We shared much together, I didn’t see it inside of her. I would have never guessed. So, I suppose I’m disappointed in myself as well.”
“I didn’t see it and now I have to deal with Logan, too.”
He grunts. “Guards will be ready by first light to head out to gather the Assembly. You’re still to join them?” he asks.
I hadn’t forgotten, but I have been avoiding it. I don’t want to leave, knowing that Birdie is safer isolated out here rather than beside me in the city. Though, I refuse to leave her alone, even under the guard of the lions and my men.
“Ensure that Jeremiah and the rest of Birdie’s personal guard is ready to ride, along with yourself. Have Logan meet me in my office.”
My words aren’t a suggestion or a question, rather they are an order. Ernest dips his chin, and wordlessly turns from me, walking away swiftly to take care of my demands. Closing the door, I turn back to face Birdie who is still covered in the bed.
“I have some things that I need to discuss with
