Page 35 of The Devil and I
He doesn't let up, even if the sensation is too damn much. He rides me until I am destroyed. Once he has wrung every ounce of pleasure from my body, he collapses on top of me. I am boneless beneath him, desperate to catch my breath.
Once again proving his incredible strength, Lucas lifts his body and drops his weight on to his forearms. He shudders as his cock twitches inside of me, giving me every last drop. I can't help but stare up at him as he tries to regain control of himself. He looks like a dark god looming over me, the raw beauty of the pleasure he is experiencing etched into his handsome face.
His eyes squeeze shut for just a moment before they open back up, those pale grey eyes staring down at me with all the adoration in the world. His head drops slightly towards me so he can press the most tender kiss to my still trembling lips.
“You okay, baby?” he asks softly, shifting his body so that he can pull out of me.
“Never been better,” I tell him with a shaky voice, my body completely spent where I lay trapped beneath him. I don't stop the smile that spreads slowly across my face, a smile that probably reflects just how much I love him.
He grins in response to it, leaning down once more to kiss me before he moves to stand up. I almost cry at the loss of his body heat in the cold Autumn weather, but it returns soon after he is standing. He leans down and scoops me up in his arms, hauling me up against his chest.
I imagine he doesn't want me out here in the cold any longer, because he immediately turns and starts walking us in the direction of home. I stare up at him as he walks with me cradled in the safety of his arms, careful not to let any wayward branches hit me on our way.
“I love you so much,” I whisper, bringing up one hand to rest over his heart. I love the feel of his heart beating strongly beneath my fingertips.
Lucas gazes down at me, his eyes so full of emotion that it steals my breath away. It is incredible to think that a man that loves as hard as he does is also capable of unspeakable horrors. I always thought psychopaths couldn't love, but Lucas has given me more love than I know what to do with.
It has been 8 months since we got married, and in that span of time Lucas has revealed to me every one of his darkest secrets. Truth be told, everything that came to light only made me love him more. Lucas may be the devil made flesh, but he is mine, and I am his.
“I love you more than anything in this world, Rayna,” he tells me as we break the line of trees and step towards our home.
I know this love of ours is dark and twisted, something that the rest of the world won't understand. Lucas is a storm that rages in, shakes the world apart, and makes no apologies for what is destroyed in his path on his way to me. Nothing in this world matters to him the way I do, and that is a ferocious way to love someone.
In the end, there is only the two of us, with a love so profound it saved me from oblivion.
The End