more than a delusion.
“It’ll never be too late, dios,” she whispered against his lips as she shifted her knees back then slid one hand between them and down his belly. “Not for you and me.”
Her slim fingers wrapped around his aching cock, making him gasp. And when her grip slid up his length and back down again, he twitched in her hand, completely lost.
Lost and delirious and mad with a lust he’d never been able to resist.
He pressed into her hand and kissed her hard. Grunted at the way she stroked him, completely from base to tip, squeezing at the top until he groaned. And when she shifted, when she positioned him at the entrance to her steamy channel, he held his breath, afraid to move in case it made this whole fantasy disappear.
Her heated gaze held his as she slowly sank down, taking him into her tight, soft wetness. A long groan echoed from her succulent lips when her hips were flush with his and he was seated deep inside her.
His brain short-circuited. Electricity raced down his spine. He knew he didn’t deserve this, but he couldn’t stop himself from reaching for her. From groaning at the hot, insistent pressure enveloping his cock, closing around what was left of his soul.
Her lips met his. He licked into her mouth and swallowed her moan as she began to move, rocking over him, setting a slow and steady pace as she squeezed on every downstroke.
He wanted to keep kissing her. Couldn’t stop looking at her. Hypnotized by her glazed eyes, by the pleasure in her features, he let his hands drift to her hips, helping her move as he savored every stroke. Every lingering grunt and gasp. Every final kiss of her sweet lips against his own in the growing darkness.
He’d never been good enough for her. Not at the beginning that first time thousands of years ago. Not in each of her subsequent lives. Not even this last time, when he’d finally done the right thing. The real her—not this illusion—would forever hate him, but here at the end, he was okay with that. Because here, finally, he knew it was ending the way it was supposed to.
He lifted his fingertips to the gem pressed between them. “Mono mia.”
“Dios…” Her hips flexed against his. The muscles in her thighs tightened as she rode faster.
Wanting to give her everything she needed, even if she was just a hallucination, he thrust up to meet her. And as he slid his fingers into her hair and pulled her mouth back to his, kissing her one last time, he released his hold on the living world.
He let go of all the failure. Each betrayal. And every single sin he’d committed over the long, lonely years of his life.
Every muscle in her body contracted. Her pussy spasmed around his cock. Then she braced her hands against his chest, pressed her forehead to his, and cried out.
The sound of her pleasure echoed in the air, triggering his own release. The power so strong, it rocketed down his spine and ricocheted through his entire body, firing like a thousand exploding stars in what was left of his grey matter.
Until the light faded from his vision.
Until the fight left his battered body.
Until all that remained was the darkness that had been waiting to claim him from the very beginning.
Breathless and sweaty, Max rolled off Ana and dropped to the dirt floor on his back, staring up at nothing in the darkness as he tried to slow his racing pulse.
She instantly curled her naked body against his, hooked her leg over his hip, and pressed her very fine breasts to his side. “Mm. I guess you’re not as weak as you thought.”
No, he wasn’t. He ran a hand down her hair as she rested her cheek against his chest. He was horny as shit. And a little wigged out that he’d literally bumped into his soul mate here, in the middle of a nightmare.
But then, that was the way with soul mates, wasn’t it? The Argonauts were always joking about how their soul mates showed up when they least expected.
He tipped his head to look down at her. Couldn’t see anything because it was so dark. “Are you all right?”
“Better than all right.” He heard the smile in her words just before her lips brushed his. “I’m perfect now that I’m with you.”
He let her draw him into a toe-curling kiss, but in the back of his mind he