Page 153 of Rogue of My Heart

Rebecca’s heart swelled under the devotion in his gaze. She reached up to cup his cheek, thrilling at the rasp of stubble against her palm. “I love you, Camden Beauchamp. Now and forever.”

Camden smiled as he turned his head to press a kiss into Rebecca’s palm. “As I love you, Rebecca Beauchamp, now and always.”

He moved lower, trailing kisses along her collarbone and down to her breasts. His tongue flicked out to tease the tight buds of her nipples before moving ever downward.

Rebecca gasped as Camden settled himself between her legs, stroking his fingers through the curls at the apex of her thighs before sinking one finger into her wet passage.

He teased and caressed until she was panting with need, his hands and mouth leading her to pleasures she could never have imagined. Allowing instinct to guide her, she moved against him, delighting in the new sensations he caused.

She ran her hands over his back and shoulders, feeling the muscles that moved and corded beneath his skin. The hard planes brushed against her palms as he continued to stoke the fire within her. Her desire for him became almost unbearable, and she cried out, “Please,” thrusting her hips against him, searching for relief.

He lowered himself over her, bracing his weight on his forearms. She welcomed him into her embrace, glorying in the feel of his heated skin against hers. Their kisses deepened, tongues dancing in a rhythm as old as time. Rebecca slid her hands over his back, clutching him close as desire coiled tight within her.

He shifted, one thigh sliding between hers in a slow, deliberate move. He thrust slowly into her. She gasped at the shock of pain, then pleasure, rocking her hips to test the feel and fullness of him within her.

Camden began to move in a rhythm that quickly had her moaning beneath him as the pleasure built to a new high within her. His lips found hers again as their bodies moved in unison, heat and passion coiling around them.

Camden growled low in his throat, his control fraying around the edges. Rebecca smiled against his mouth, reveling in her power over this magnificent man who had captured her heart.

Each caress brought them closer to the pinnacle, their bodies moving as if they shared one soul. Rebecca threw back her head, helpless to stifle her cries of delight while he lavished kisses over her throat, his hands and body urging her ever higher.

At last, pleasure crashed over them in waves, binding them together in a perfect moment of bliss. She clung to him as the tremors subsided, her heart overflowing with love for the man in her arms.

Replete, he cradled her close, his breaths ragged as he struggled to regain control. He buried his face in her hair, overcome with emotion. Never had he imagined such profound joy and completion.

He lifted his head to gaze into her eyes, darkened with passion and filled with tenderness. “You are my heart, my home, my everything,” he whispered, brushing a stray curl from her cheek. “I shall love you always.”

She smiled, tears shimmering on her lashes. “As you are mine, my love.”

Camden kissed her then, a sweet, lingering kiss full of emotion and promise. He rolled onto his back, gathering her close so she lay half atop him.

Rebecca rested her head on his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart. A profound contentment stole over her, the culmination of a journey that had begun in enmity and ended in love.

Camden stroked Rebecca’s hair, his touch feather-light. A deep sense of contentment suffused him. This was where he was always meant to be. Here in this ancient castle, with the woman who held his heart, he had found peace at long last. He pressed a kiss to her brow, breathing in her scent. She smelled of lavender and desire, an intoxicating combination that stirred his blood. Yet he was content to simply hold her, to listen to her soft breaths and feel the warmth of her skin against his.

“I can think of no better way to begin our own forever,” she said.

“Nor can I,” he said, nuzzling her neck.

His lips joined with hers, a gentle yet passionate kiss that ignited a fire within her soul and promised a love that would last an eternity. Passion’s lasting promise built on a legacy of love.