at him, mouthing the word, “Wow.”
He didn’t laugh, didn’t tease, if anything, he was unlike Link. A nerve ticked in his temple, in his jaw too, and the strain on his face told me just how hard this was on him.
Just how much this was affecting him.
Which was the cherry on the cake for me.
This meant the world to him, because I meant the world to him.
I felt honored and cherished and loved.
Sensations I’d never expected to feel at this moment.
I reached up, joining our mouths, before I breathed into him, “I need you, Link. I want you. I love you. Please, be mine?”
He brought our foreheads together again, but it was so unlike earlier that it was like night and day. He rocked his on mine before he started to move his hips. His whole body was tense, the exact opposite of my playful lover, and I registered how much it was taking out of him to hold back. Not to give into his desires.
Well, I couldn’t have that.
I dug my hands into his butt, wanting to give him everything he needed from me, and I knew I’d made shit real when I grabbed his cheeks and spread them, my fingers digging toward his butthole—my man’s true hot spot.
But he shook his head. “You’re too small,” he ground out.
“No. I’m not.” I rocked into him, forcing this, forcing him to move, to claim what he needed when I slipped the tip of one finger inside him.
And when I did, he lit up.
I truly knew what a rocket flight felt like.
He’d taken me to the moon and back more than Elon Musk ever could, but sweet fuck, that was nothing to now. He whipped us up into a storm, into a frenzy that was impossible to match, and through it all, he grounded me, filled me with him, until I didn’t know where he started and I ended.
Our skin was cleaved to each other, the heat and intensity overwhelming and overpowering and exactly everything I’d ever needed without knowing what it was that my body urged from me.
The orgasm took me by surprise. I hadn’t thought about coming, had just focused on him. But when I recognized that with each grinding of his hips, he was rubbing my clit—smart man—it all fit, and it let me break apart, shatter into a million pieces because I knew he’d be there, would always be there, ready and waiting to pick me back up again.
When his hips moved faster, rockier, his thrusts less measured and more imperfect, his roar of delight had me groaning with wonder as he came.
Inside me.
At long last.
He shuddered atop me, his entire being shaking as he fell down to Earth, but all the while, our foreheads had been smushed together. All the while, we’d been united as one.
And it was so fitting, so perfect, after he kissed me, and he whispered, “Thank you.”
I gulped. “You’re welcome.”
“The answer’s yes, by the way,” he rasped, pecking the corner of my mouth again, moving so close that the brush of his eyelashes against my cheek sent shivers down my spine.
“The answer?” I groaned, my mind elsewhere as I felt him and me, united and joined in this way.
His laugh was smoky. Pure Link—he was back in the building. My cocksure lover who loved me for all my flaws. “You forgotten your proposal already, sugar tits?” Then he smirked before he kissed me again. “You beat me to it. I was saving asking you for when I got inside you the first time.”
I blinked at that, then grinned at him, so fucking happy at that moment I wasn’t sure what felt better—the two orgasms I’d just had or this feeling. “Really? You’ll be my husband?”
“I’ll be anything and everything you want me to be, Lily,” he rasped, his voice turning serious and somber, but deep in his eyes, I saw the truth of it.
He meant it.
He’d be my anything, my everything.
Just like I’d always be for him too.
Link
“Where’s my ring, sugar tits?”
Nine
Indy
It had been a long, arduous week.
Stressful and tiring.
I figured it was fitting that things had ended with a funeral, even if I hadn’t had to go. I’d never liked Dog. I’d always thought he was a jerk who thought with his prick. Sarah, one of Lancaster’s victims, I felt bad for, but not enough to attend. Maybe I should have gone for Stone and Giulia’s sakes, but I preferred to get lost in work, and my clients had helped by