Page 92 of Severed Heart (The Ravenhood Legacy #2)

“Fuck,” he grunts as I shudder around him, tightening further as he pulls back, only to again drive in, going a little further each time.

Angling his hips just so , he inches in again, feeding me his massive cock little by little.

Barely shifting his hips, he purposefully drags his dick along my walls, precise, measured.

The feel of it, of being so full of him, utter bliss.

Inside, I feel myself continually coiling at the pressure he’s creating until I’m gasping his name.

It builds and builds through blinding pleasure as his brown eyes hold me, hold our surreal connection which feels less hum, more lightning.

Powerfully zig-zagging between our connected bodies as he claims me feet away from our front door.

Body tingling from head to foot, just as I’m about to tip over, he drives in fully, grinding against the swell he’s caused.

At the feel of it, I clamp down around him and explode in sensation.

My body shuddering uncontrollably as the rush seizes me with such intensity, that I lose my fucking mind.

Grappling for anything to hold onto, endless waves of pleasure course through me.

As I peak, a scream rips from my throat, cracking as I release it before I hoarsely call his name.

The whole of me continually convulsing due to the strength of the most powerful orgasm of my life.

Lost in the pulse happening throughout my entire body, still unfurling, my breaths erratic, I continue to come apart until the wave recedes, leaving me shaking in aftermath.

It’s when Tyler pulls back—and I gain some small sense of reality—that I feel just how soaked I am where we’re still connected.

“Look at me, baby. Watch me fuck you,” he orders, his expression purely carnal as he rears back and thrusts in again and again.

And again.

And again.

Lost in a haze of disbelief, he brings me back to the point of combustion and pushes me over, drawing only a slightly less powerful release than the first until I’m a whimpering mess beneath him.

Seeming satisfied, he finally touches me. The added sensation of his hands has me losing any faculties I have remaining.

Threading our fingers together at the top of my thighs, he continues his relentless thrusts, his jaw going slack as his eyes soak every bit of it in, missing nothing.

As if triggered by the sight, he begins pumping more furiously into me, a growl ripping from his throat as he fucks me to within an inch of my life.

I catch it the second he starts to succumb, his jaw tightening in the most delicious way.

Eyes firing bright as he unleashes his sounds and pours into me, his chest straining beneath his T-shirt as he gasps and comes for long, intense seconds.

His eyes remaining lit as he leans over and licks the tears from my face before collapsing on top of me.

Wrapping as much of myself around him, his labored breaths hit my bare chest as I drag my nails beneath his shirt, along his back, and all the rest of what heated skin I can reach.

I continue to shake beneath him as I try to make sense of what just happened, of how he knew how to fuck me in such a way.

When he finally lifts, his eyes sparkle with familiar warmth as he graces me with a dimple-popping grin. “So... I got your text.”

We both burst into laughter as the sheen of sweat covering me starts to cool.

Cradling my face in his hands, slowly, so slowly, he takes my mouth in the most tender of kisses.

This one emotionally infused and lasting blissful, freeing seconds.

Though far more leashed and controlled, it’s no less perfect.

When Tyler pulls away and stands, I lift from the seat to follow, and he shakes his head, gently palming my chest to keep me idle.

“No baby, stay here,” he murmurs, running his finger down my profile. “I’ll get something for us. Be right back.”

“Tyler, I’m a mess,” I protest with bulging eyes. “Your truck is a mess.”

“Good, and don’t you dare go shy on me. We’re about to do that again .” He grins as my cheeks heat. Standing at the door of his truck, covered in a sheen of sweat and looking lethally sexy, he imparts a devilish smile before his declaration. “All fucking night.”

“Tyler,” I whisper, my chest still pumping as I try to gather what wits remain. “What did you just do?”

Dipping, he kisses me until I’m breathless and pulls away. “I just fucked the woman I’ve been obsessing over for many years and made her come all over my cock.”

“So dirty,” I whisper.

“You don’t know the half of it,” he assures before his warning. “Prepare yourself, that’s not even a quarter of how fucking filthy it’s about to get.”

He pauses when he reads my expression.

“Baby, if you tell me you didn’t like that, I’m going to have to call bullshit .”

“Of course I liked it, I loved it, it’s just ...”

“Shit.” He frowns. “Did I hurt you?”

“No, no, you’re ... you are really good at it,” I widen my eyes.

“And that’s a bad thing?”

I shake my head. “No, not bad.”

He tips my chin, forcing my dropped gaze back to his before he sighs. “We can talk about it,” he relays in response to my unspoken question, “but if we have this conversation, I warn you, it will most likely put me in a state you don’t want me in.”

“I’ve only had two men, you included ,” I say, hating my tone.

“Even knowing that,” he expels with added edge, “I’m just as jealous of anyone who’s ever touched you before me, Delphine, and took some sick satisfaction in ending his life for it.

” He shakes his head and curses, “I can’t believe I just fucking admitted that, Jesus.

” He tosses his head back, closing his eyes, and I reach up and palm his jaw.

“Don’t hide this from me,” I command. “I will never fear you or whatever dark thoughts you have.”

He opens his eyes and covers my comforting hand with his own before lowering them and lacing our fingers together.

“I’m glad for that, and I might joke around at times, but I know you don’t like this about me.

It’s not something that will likely change.

Not when it comes to you. So, I’d rather we not open this door.

I’ve never been in love with any woman but you.

I’ve never been in a real relationship with anyone but you.

So, can we just not go there? At least not today? ”

His eyes fill with warmth and easily recognizable devotion as he pulls me closer. “Right now, all I want to do is take my woman to our pond and fuck and make love to her until it’s time to watch the sunset.”

“Oui, yes, take me,” I whisper. “ Take me , Soldier.”

Endless hours of his delivered promises later, we huddle together under a blanket just as the sun dips below the hills. Chest alight, body humming, I turn to my soldier with watering eyes. “Today is the best day of my life, Soldier.”

He gazes back at me, his eyes filled with love and promise, his tone one of confidence. “No it’s not, General, I promise you, it’s not.”