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“Later,” he whispers, “I get your mouth, and then I eat you out all over again.”

It’s enough to set me off coming yet again, and it’s a wild, deep throbbing, coming from inside my soul.

That’s when he grips my hips and fucks me hard, eachthrust a grunt and he suddenly buries himself balls deep, sending a sweet fire sweeping through me, knowing he’s all mine, and he comes, his dick twitching, his hips shuddering.

When he’s done, he pulls out and rolls us ,so I’m tucked into him.

“I love you, Erin,” he says, “more than life itself.”

I smile. “I love you, too. You’re my world.”

Chapter Thirty-Two

DEMYAN

Ilya standsby my side on the beach.

Waiting for Erin to arrive and I’ve never been so nervous. I’ve faced death. It’s nothing on this.

But there’s one thing I know. She’s coming.

She’s not backing out or anything like that. I’m nervous because I don’t think I’ve ever loved like this. What if I get it wrong, what?—

“Breathe,” Ilya says in Russian. “Breathe. You’ve got this.”

I do, I realize.

And the nerves aren’t a bad thing. It means I need her so much that I’ll never take her for granted. I know how blessed I am. I’m scared I won’t live up to her. So, I guess I’ll have to. And she’s both my inspiration and safety net.

“I’m going to have to prove I’m good enough for her. For the rest of my life. I have to step up. And if I ever fumble, she’ll catch me.” I look at Ilya. “I don’t want to fumble.”

“Then don’t. My friend, you’re the most determined man I’ve met. This is it, your happy ever after.”

Oh fuck. It is.

Mine.

The day is perfect. The sun shines above and gentle waves lap the snowy-white sand.

The private beach is pristine, like page one of a new book I have to explore.

Suddenly, the nerves dissipate.

This is mine. I’ve got it.

Mine and Erin’s. Together, we have it.

Together.

And like that, I’m relaxed. The future’s bright and her name is everywhere. With her by my side, the chapter will write itself. And I don’t think I’ve ever felt so relaxed.

I don’t know what’s going to come, except it’ll be with Erin.

And that’s perfection.

Ilya elbows me. “So, figured it’s been a hot minute. How are you feeling now?”

I grin at him. “I feel… pretty fucking amazing.”