Page 44 of Loving Amari

I chuckle. “I understand why you’ve been freaking out. You are carrying a lot.”

She looks at me. “So are you. You gave up so much to be with me.”

Anger flares through me, but I try not to take it out on her. When is she going to get it? I suck in a sharp breath, my emotions on edge. I rub her back gently. “And I’d do it again and again.” I lean closer. “I never made these sacrifices to be with you because of the mate bond. I did it because I love you. I genuinely love you.”

She smiles at me.

“Now are you going to tell me why you nearly ripped my heart out of my chest a little while ago?”

“I’m scared. I’m scared of what this is going to cost me. And I can feel it building. I’m going to have to make some tough decisions and I don’t know if I can do it.”

I pull the empty plate from her hands and set it on the end table next to the empty glass. “Are you okay? Do you want me to get more food, something to drink?”

“No.”

She climbs into my lap, and I just stare at her.

“This is a test of our love. When you break, Carla, I break with you. I need to stay strong for you and you’ll do the same for me.”

She nods. I cup her face and pull her into a loving kiss. I smile, not being able to help myself. My hands move to her ass, gripping her ass cheeks.

She giggles, and my fondling seems to ease the tension between us.

“I’m scared.”

“So am I.” I squeeze her ass harder, making her giggle again. “I’ll make the contraption and I want you to get with Aya and work on a plan to lure Nathaniel out of hiding.”

“What if it doesn’t work?”

I squeeze her ass hard and she giggles again. “Then we’ll keep trying. The point is we keep working together.”

She cups my face and kisses me again. My dick stiffens the moment I get a sniff of her arousal. That sweet peach scent that drives me insane.

Fuck it.

I flip her onto her back, crawling on top of her. Her legs spread wide for me as I deepen the kiss between us. Looks like I’m getting lucky tonight. And thank Fate for that because I could use a release.

I pull back, yanking her dress over her head. She’s not wearing a bra, and her breasts are perfect, nipples already hard. I dip my head, taking one into my mouth, sucking hard while my hand kneads the other.

“Amari,” she gasps, gripping the back of my head, pushing into her.

I release her nipple with a pop. “I’m going to make you forget everything but my name.”

I kiss down her stomach, pulling off her panties in one swift motion. I spread her thighs wide, staring at her glistening pussy. Beautiful. I lean down, dragging my tongue through her folds, tasting that sweet peach nectar. She arches off the bed, a cry escaping her lips.

I work her with my tongue, flicking over her clit, then dipping inside her. She’s writhing beneath me, her hands gripping the sheets. I slide two fingers inside her, curling them just right while my mouth works her harder.

“Oh god, Amari!”

“That’s right, baby. Let me hear you.”

She comes apart on my tongue, her thighs trembling. I don’t stop, prolonging her release until she’s gasping. I pull back, stripping off my shirt and shoving my sweatpants down. My dick springs free, hard and ready.

I flip her onto her stomach. “On your knees.”

She obeys, that perfect ass in the air. I grip her hips, positioning myself at her entrance. I slide in slowly, watching as I sink deep inside her. The sight of my dick disappearing into her makes me groan. She’s so tight, so wet, gripping me perfectly.

I pull out almost completely, then slam back in. She cries out, pushing back against me. I set a brutal pace, my hips snapping against her ass with each thrust. The sound of skin slapping skin fills the room along with her moans.