Page 62 of Shane: His to Possess

“You’re going to owe me a fortune in underwear, husband.”

He grinned as he slowly dragged her panties off her, draping them over his shoulder like a sash. “It’ll be a good investment, but I think the obvious solution is to keep you in bed all the time with no underwear.”

Mia laughed until his lips brushed over her mound, his tongue dipping inside to taste her. It had been too long since they’d been intimate, and her body raced into overdrive. Her moisture flooded his face and he seemed determined to lick up every drop.

Moaning, she clutched the white comforter and arched against his face as he sucked and stroked her, gently probing her opening. There was a little discomfort remaining from the surgeries performed by Sandoval and the doctor at the hospital, but nothing that detracted from her pleasure. Mia hovered on the edge of release in no time, her body craving it so badly she shook. When he lifted his head, she glared at him. “Don’t even think about leaving me hanging, O’Mara.”

He grinned. “Don’t worry, babe. I fully intend to satisfy you.” Dipping his head, the lightest flutter of his tongue across her clitoris induced the orgasm she’d needed.

Mia trembled under her release, enjoying the pleasure while keenly aware something was missing. She needed him to fill her up. “Please fuck me, Shane.”

“Gladly. Next time will be sweet, but I fucking need you now, baby girl.” Shane didn’t bother with removing his clothes, and it was a huge turn-on to see him fumbling with his dress slacks to free his dick. The thought that she could push him so close to the point of losing control filled her with feminine power and sexual gratification. Knowing it was a double-edged sword—that he could do the same to her—only increased her pleasure.

Shane parted her thighs and surged inside her wet heat when his cock was free. She whimpered at the burning pain, and he held still until she nodded to indicate she was ready for him to proceed. With her assent, he pushed into her hard and fast, shoving her into the mattress. Even in the throes of his wild thrusting, his hand was between them to shield her incision from the hard impact of his body against hers.

Each stroke of his erection inside her sheath made her cry out at the sensation as he hit her most sensitive spots with precision, even though he maintained only tenuous control. As the head of his cock dragged against her g-spot before thrusting upward to rub against her clit through her walls, she tightened her thighs around him. “I love you, Shane.” Mia barely managed to say the words as she clutched his shoulders and arched against him in her climax.

Her sheath contracted around him and Shane surged deeper inside her. The cords in his neck were prominent as he called out her name. Hot spurts of his release filled her, and she stroked his shoulders with her fingertips. When he buried his face against her throat, she caressed the damp strands of his hair before turning her face to press a kiss to his temple.

She had gone from wild need to sweet tenderness in the span of seconds. Mia knew they had no reason to fear boredom in their new lives. They would find all the highs and lows they would need in each other. Their relationship was a study in contrasts—tender and savage, loving and angry, sweet and animalistic.

It was unorthodox and perhaps crazy. Theirs was no textbook definition of love or a fulfilling relationship, but she had absolute faith that they would grow old together. No one else would suit her so perfectly, and she was certain Shane felt the same.

Epilogue

They traveled for ten months before they found a place that felt like home. For two metropolitan people, it was surprising to end up at the ends of the Earth on a sheep station in New Zealand. It was such an incongruous fit, but they both immediately felt at home. Clovis had also settled into country life with ease.

Curled up on a porch swing, surveying their newly acquired property, currently lacking any sheep until they decided just how rusticated they wanted to become, Mia moaned softly as he pressed his thumb into the ball of her foot. “That is heaven.”

“It’s my pleasure.” Shane slowed his strokes, turning from therapeutic to teasing. “I live to please you.”

She snorted. “Yeah, sure.”

He quirked a brow. “Did I not please you four times last night? In a row?” He moved his jaw in a manner suggesting it was sore.

Mia blushed, embarrassed by how much she wanted him these days. It was crazy, and she couldn’t seem to get enough of him or the earth-shaking orgasms he bestowed. “I’ll concede that point, but are you really keeping track?”

“What else do I have to do out here?”

She frowned. “Are you bored? I thought you liked this place.”

It was his turn to frown. “No, I’m not bored, and I love our little sanctuary.”

Mia sighed. “It’s just so far from the lives we had last year. For me, that’s a good thing, but I guess I’m worried that you miss it. Do you?”

“Do I miss moving illegal guns and killing people?” Lifting a shoulder, he said, “I suppose a bit sometimes, but it’s not that I want to go back to that life. I’m glad to be free of it all. Mr. Murphy gave me options and a family when I needed it, but it took finding you to realize my needs had changed and I required something else to be happy.”

She grinned. “You’re so sappy, Shane. What happened to the forceful mobster who kidnapped me and kept me?”

Shane’s eyes gleamed. “Do you want to see some of him? Because he’s in here, honey. I can still tame you.”

Mia’s body thrummed with excitement as she imagined one of their rough sex sessions, where she fought and he conquered. It was still hot, and she didn’t think she’d ever get tired of their bedroom games. A grin teased her lips as she imagined them in their seventies, still playing their kinky sex games.

“What’s funny, love?” When Mia shared, he laughed. “I can tie you up with your oxygen line.”

“And I can gum your cock to free myself.” She giggled before sighing. “I want you to take me, Shane.”

His eyes darkened with hunger, but he shook his head. “Nope. Not yet.”