both forms, you’ll be able to easily tell us apart. Plus, you’ll always know when it’s me, because I’ll be in your head, too.”
“Are you sure you want to be stuck with me for life?” she asked. “I love you, too, but I don’t want you to wake up and regret the fact that I’ve made you do eight-million craft projects, or something. Also, what if I gain weight? I know it’s important to eat healthy, but I’m not restricting anything ever again. I’ve lived almost twenty years without a cookie or a cinnamon roll, or any kind of sweet treat, and I’m never doing that again. What happens if you wake up one day and decide I’m too…curvy? Or if I have children and the weight doesn’t come off? What happens then?”
“What if I get a spare-tire, or a basketball belly?” he countered. “Will you love me less?”
“Of course not, but—”
“What if I get in a nasty fight with a real bear and end up with a bunch of scars? Or lose an eye because I forget to put on goggles during one of your craft projects?”
“Lael—”
“What if I lose a leg in a car accident—”
“Stop it,” she whispered. “I don’t like hearing you say those things.”
“Fine, but what if? Will you love me any less if something happens and I’m no longer “perfect” on the outside? Do you only love me because of my awesome muscles?”
He held up his arms and flexed his biceps to show off the bulges he had there, and despite the dark tone of his previous words, she laughed. He laughed, too, and then he kneeled in front of her again.
“I will always love you, sweetheart, and nothing will ever change that.”
“Me too,” she nodded. “I will always love you, too.”
10
Stacey leaned forward and gently brushed her lips against Lael’s. He kissed her back with the same amount of tenderness, but their next kiss—and the next one after that—was much more urgent.
Too soon, Lael ripped his lips away from hers and scooped her up off the couch. She yelped, but immediately wrapped her arms around his neck and nipped the soft lobe of his ear. Lael was strong, and not only did she know that he could handle her weight, but it was a huge turn on when he carried her around like she weighed nothing at all.
He raced up the stairs, and a minute later, they were both frantically shedding their clothes. She moved to crawl on the bed, but before she could get her second foot off the floor, Lael stopped her with his hand on her bicep.
“Are you sure about this, sweetheart? I know I was acting crazy before, but there’s no rush. I’m not going anywhere, and you can take your time deciding if you really want to mate with me.”
If anyone else were asking whether or not she was sure about something, she might hesitate and think things through one more time, but she didn’t need to do that with Lael. Not over whether or not she wanted to spend the rest of her life with him. She already knew the answer to that question.
“I’m sure,” she smiled. “I want you, Lael. Now and forever.”
She crawled on the bed, shaking her ass the way she knew drove him crazy, and he came up behind her before she made it to the center of the mattress. His hard, warm body covered hers, and his arms surrounded her and caged her in as she rested on her forearms.
“You are a tease,” he said, nipping her earlobe the same way she’d teased his. “Are you wet for me, sweetheart? Can I slide my dick deep inside your sweet pussy without making you come first?”
“I’m soaking,” she whispered. “I want you, and I want to be yours forever. Please don’t make me wait.”
A low growl rumbled in his chest, but then he was gone and a second later she heard the familiar sound of the drawer on the nightstand being pulled open. She kept her head down, but she heard him tear a condom off the strip, and then rip open the packet and roll the protection down his length.
Then she felt him, slowly sliding into her soaking wet hole. He didn’t thrust like she’d expected, and when she tried to push back, to swallow him up, his hands on her hips kept her in place. His grip was unyielding, and she knew she would have bruises the next day, but the thought