Page 147 of Eternal

For a second, I think there’s no holding him back, but then the control my husband wields like a weapon tethers him. He stops a foot away from where I am and drops to his knees.

“You want me to appreciate you?” Declan drags his teeth over his lower lip. “Show me how perfect you are.”

Usually, he controls these situations, and I prefer it that way. But with so much being on his terms, today is mine.

“Let me see you come, wife.” He looks up at me from where he kneels at my feet. “Cover those pretty fingers in cum, and then paint me a picture of your beauty.”

I drive my fingers deeper at his words.

At the sight of him.

He licks his lips, and I imagine him ravishing my pussy.

The heel of my hand grinds over my clit when I drive my fingers deeper, and Declan watches every little movement. His jaw ticks with every moan that escapes.

“Declan.” I tip my head back.

“That’s it,” he encourages, not touching me. “Show me what you want me to create for you next, wife.”

I fuck myself with my fingers, thinking about Declan’s metal forest. His creations that are half-realized and still whole. He’s writing me an erotic love letter with each piece he makes lately, and as I spread my knees as wideas they can get with me standing, I imagine him already crafting his vision of me in his mind.

Sliding my wet fingers up, I circle my clit, and my entire body shivers.

“You’re stunning.” Declan leans closer so I can feel his breath on me. “Maybe I’ll just string you up and let you be my exhibit. Nothing could be as perfect as you.”

I look down at him, and the sight pulls me over the edge. My core tenses around my fingers, and my shoulders shudder with my climax. I drop both feet to the ground and brace myself on the railing so I don’t fall over, and only then does Declan grab my hips to steady my shaking legs.

He grins up at me. “If this is my wedding gift, I think I like it.”

“Is that so?” I smile.

I lift the fingers that were just inside me to his mouth, and he sticks his tongue out so I can stroke them over him. I drag my wet fingers along his tongue and lips, and then he sucks them clean.

It’s obscene how sexy he is as he shoves his tongue between my fingers to taste every bit. And when I slowly pull them out, he licks his lips like he can’t get enough.

“So then…” I trace his jaw with my hand. “What’s my wedding gift?”

“Can I touch you now?”

I swallow, nodding my head.

“Good.” Declan reaches his hands through my legs and lifts me up, swinging them both up to his shoulders and forcing my back against the railing. He’s still kneeling,putting him at the perfect height as his mouth lands on my pussy.

My head falls back, and I cry out. He nips at my clit before moving down to fuck me with his tongue.

If anyone is walking below us, they must hear me, but I can’t help myself. Declan’s tongue drives deep before circling up to my clit, and I’m already so sensitive from my fading climax that my whole body shakes with pleasure.

I squirm, but Declan doesn’t let me go. He holds my thighs tight to the side of his head and kisses me between the legs with the intensity he puts into his art. His whole soul. His whole heart.

My hands tighten on the railing, but in every other way, he sends me over the edge. My thighs clutch him as I come so hard my scream mutes. I can’t breathe, and my vision spots as I stare up at the stars in the sky above.

“Such a good girl, letting everyone hear you.” Declan drags his tongue over my pussy. “Showing the whole world who you belong to.”

He peels my legs off his shoulders and spins me around as he stands, pinning me to the railing and angling my ass up to grind his cock against it.

“Scream for me, Tealene.” He releases his cock from his slacks and thrusts deep. “Show the world you’re my wife.”

He wraps my hair around his fist, forcing my body to arch as he pounds into me from behind. Every thrust pushes my ribs into the railing. I’ll probably have bruises tomorrow, but I don’t care.