“It does.” His voice was low again, husky. “It involves me coming inside you, marking you as mine, inside and out.”
“Well, that sounds awesome.” Lucy grinned, remembering the way Cade had tasted every inch of her skin last night and all the pleasure he’d given her this morning.
He was on her in a blink, those pillowy lips molding to hers. Lucy opened for him, welcoming him in, moaning at his incredible flavor as they explored each other’s mouths. When he wrenched himself from her, Lucy groaned in dismay.
“I don’t want to take you here on the floor.” Cade kissed her neck as he swept them up. “Not for our first time, honey.”
And then he was kissing her again and Lucy was spearing her hands into his dark, silky hair. Somehow he got her naked amidst all the kissing and heavy petting, and then Cade had her spread out on his bed, his head between her thighs.
“Let me taste you again, Lucy.” he growled, “I want more of that sweet nectar I’ve been craving all day.”
“Yes.” She sighed, shifting her hips and widening her legs. “I’m yours, Cade.”
Before she could take another breath, he buried himself in her from nose to chin, licking, sucking, and nipping as she writhed beneath him in pleasure. She flew apart and came back together to Cade, telling her how fucking perfect she was in between nuzzling her neck with his lips while his fingers caressed her breasts.
Lucy felt delightfully languid in Cade’s arms, loving the way he tended to her on every level. Checking in on how she was feeling, communicating what he wanted to do and acting on her consent. And damn, he made her feel incredible. She’d lost count of how many times she’d flown apart for him, but she knew there was one thing they hadn’t done yet. One way he hadn’t claimed her yet. And she ached for it.
“Cade,” she gasped as he worked her core with his fingers while suckling her breasts with his talented mouth, “I need you.”
“I’m yours, honey,” he husked from her chest, “Now and always.”
As wonderful as hearing those words was, Lucy needed something else right now. She shifted her hips, grinding against his hand.
“I need you inside me.” She admitted, whimpering at her own ache. “I need to feel you in me.”
Cade gave her a kiss that took her breath away before capturing her face in his hands and gazing deeply into her eyes. “I want that too, Lucy, but there’s no going back after this.”
“Why would I ever go back?” She shifted against him again. “I want you, Cade.”
There, that was it, wasn’t it?
The feelings she’d been dancing around, the emotions she hadn’t wanted to name, swamped her now. She’d felt it from the moment they’d met, the attraction that was more than attraction. Some kind of something, an electric current she couldn’t ignore. A magnetic pull warping space and time until there was no past or future, only now. With Cade.
“I love you, Lucy.” He grinned, taking her breath away. “I’ve loved you since the moment we met. I just didn’t want to freak you out with the intensity.”
And now they were going to be bonded. Mated.
“Show me.” She begged. “Let me feel your love, Cade. I need it.”
Now, more than ever, perhaps.
Cade hovered over her, his brilliant blues staring into her, a soft knowing in his eyes.
“I love you, Lucy Vasquez. Now and always.”
He kissed her again and Lucy kissed him back, giving as good as she got. And damn, he was a good kisser.
Then Cade was inside her, stretching and filling what had once been an aching void. For the first time in her life, Lucy felt whole.
And that was a wonderful thing.