She dropped her head to the pillows and at the sight of him, her eyes heated, she gasped, he thrust and it took her.
She pushed her head into the pillows as her hand shot up and fisted in his hair.
“Magnificent,” he growled.
Her orgasm shook her then started drifting away and he saw her eyes open just before his head jerked back, he felt the muscles in his neck straining, his h*ps bucking, before his head fell forward and he buried his face in her neck, driving deep, staying planted and he groaned.
Yes.
Magnificent.
She held him to her as it shuddered through his frame, and he felt her press her lips to his neck.
So damned sweet.
Finally, he drew in a deep breath before he slid his tongue up her neck.
At that, he absorbed her shiver.
He lifted his head and caught her eyes.
“How’s this for in there, dove?”
She lifted her head, shoved her face in his throat and let out a giggle.
That giggle, another triumph.
He twisted his neck and skimmed her temple with his lips. She dropped her head to the pillow and he smiled at her.
Her hand moved from his hair to his cheek and she whispered, “God, you’re beautiful.”
Those words cutting through him, he closed his eyes, turned his head and kissed her palm.
Then he moved his lips to her nose where he kissed her before he pulled back an inch and looked into her eyes.
“I don’t know what you prefer, Maddie, but I’ll tell you, I prefer you sleep in nothing. I want to feel your skin against mine tonight.”
“Okay,” she agreed quietly.
He dipped his head to brush his mouth against hers.
“I’ll deal with the sheath and return.”
“Okeydokey.”
At that, he gave her another brush of his lips and, with great satisfaction, he watched her lips part as he slid slowly out. Once he lost her, he bent his head deeper and glided his lips across her throat before he rolled off the bed.
He tossed the covers over her and watched her turn to the side, curling into herself. Only when she settled did he move away from the bed and into the shadows.
He made short work of dealing with the sheath and emerged from the darkness. He felt her eyes on him as, naked, he moved to the fire, threw on some logs, stirred it then went back to her.
He joined her in bed, yanked the covers up to his waist and pulled her into his arms, tangling their limbs and doing it tight.
She pressed her cheek into his chest.
“I’m assuming from what just occurred, you also enjoy gentle and slow,” he noted, sliding his fingers through her hair.
She emitted a short, sweet giggle and replied, “Yeah, that worked for me.”