Page 55 of Rejected Mate Bride
When they were finished, he knelt between her legs, rubbing his hands along her thighs teasingly as he relished the sight of her naked body.
“How is it that each time we’re together, it feels even better than the time before?” he asked, grinning.
“Because you’re perfect for me, Camden,” Flora said.
“And you’re perfect,” Camden replied, helping her sit up. He took her face between the palms of his hands and kissed her face gently. “My perfect mate.”
“I don’t know about perfect,” Flora said with a laugh. “But I promise that I’ll always be by your side, no matter what.”
“And I, by yours,” Camden agreed.
Flora knew, without a doubt, that she had found her home. With a smile, she pulled Camden to her feet and tossed his shirt back to him.
“We have to go back already?” he asked.
“They’ll notice we’re gone pretty soon,” Flora pointed out. She frowned, seeing the dirt and grass stains on the back of Camden’s shirt from where it had been pressed beneath her, andpointed it out to Camden. “Hopefully, they don’t ask too many questions about where we were.”
“Let them ask. I’d be proud to announce I was making love to my smoking-hot wife in the middle of the forest,” Camden said with a smile.
Flora sighed in relief. His words were exactly what she needed to hear to erase what had happened the last time.
“Come on,” Camden said. “Let’s go home.”
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