Page 169 of Sands of Atonement

I could feel his smile pressed against my cheek. “So breakable.”

He pressed my hips further down, and the length of him pressed even more against me—so close. My core sent web-like sensations up to my breasts, his teeth catching the tip of one. My jaw dropped, and another sound left⁠—

He shoved his mouth back to mine, shutting out my moans. It was as if he wanted to possess my voice. He wanted to capture every moment.

He lifted his body up against mine, and we gasped for air. His eyelids were heavy with lust. Wild and untamed.

There was no turning back now.

My entire body vibrated with this animalistic, hungry energy.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and drove myself into him. He welcomed me into his arms with his mouth moving with mine. His hands roamed over my backside and squeezed my legs to his waist.

Ezra lowered us back once again, gently pressing me onto the sheepskins of his bed.

“I’ve wanted this… for so long, Eshe.” His hot breath sent shivers down my skin.

My heart began to crack like my voice, “Me too.” Without waiting another heartbeat, my trembling fingers began to loosen his leather ties, lowering his pants.

I wanted this, and I wanted more. I wanted everything.

Right here.

Right now.

“There’s no turning back,” Ezra warned, his eyes darkening as he pressed himself where no one had touched before. “You can’t hide from me anymore, Eshe. You are my woman.”

My eyes stung and blurred, and all I could do was nod.

I know, I wanted to say.

He lowered his lips to mine at the same moment he pressed himself into me for a moment, and I felt a tear. My entire body tensed, and Ezra’s lips wavered over the uncontrollable whimpers from mine. My hands pressed against his shoulders, and I knew he wasn’t all the way in. I attempted to move my legs away from him, but my core was tearing even more, and it hurt.

Ezra pulled my hands from thrashing his chest and placed them beside me. “If you want this, quit fighting, or else I’ll end this right now.”

My lips parted, and my mouth went dry. It hurt so much my mind couldn’t imagine what would happen if… I nodded, speechless.

Without giving either of us a moment, he plunged his entire length, my body barely adjusting. He couldn’t stop the screams this time from the tremors my body felt. I felt so full. So complete. Every sensation went down to this moment, building into something so catastrophic.

Tears I didn’t realize I had run down my cheeks, and Ezra’s lips brushed every one of them away. He whispered encouraging nothings in my ear while he stayed put. I couldn’t even understand anything he was saying. I was too full. It was too much.

I felt everything in this moment. His body molded to mine, his warmth seeping into mine, his affection wrapping itself inside of me. I felt it all.

“Relax, Eshe, relax for me.”

I breathed in and out, feeling myself relax more with each word he whispered. The more I breathed with him, the more he was able to move freely, and his hips moved faster. The unforgiving thrusts, the friction, his hot lips, his low voice, his affection—everything caused sensations upon sensations within my body, making me want more and more. The walls of the chamber couldn’t contain my voice, and Ezra’s body responded with mine, moving faster and harder.

“You’re doing so good, Eshe,” he said. “God, you feel incredible.”

His hips thrust deeper, my legs wrapped around his. The pain was almost too unbearable, in a beautiful way.

I loved how his body made me feel.

It felt so perfect, so right.

I loved how I felt every extreme sensation with him. I loved how he was hard and gentle, moved with me but also against me.

I loved how his body responded to mine and mine to his.