Page 52 of Crimson Heart

“Something wrong, babe?” he asked, a frown building on his forehead.

She quickly shook her head. “I was just thinking that you’re nothing like Jude described you.”

“I hope that’s a good thing.”

“A very good thing.”

Charlotte spread her legs and wrapped them around Byron’s thighs, drawing him closer.

“Oh, I see, my little vixen is impatient.”

“You would be too if somebody had locked you in a high tower.”

He chuckled softly, and she loved the little dimples in his cheeks. They made him look much younger than he was.

“Alright, then I’d better give you what you need.”

He shifted, and a moment later, she felt his cock slide into her slowly until he was fully submerged. At the sensual feeling, all the air rushed from her lungs. He felt bigger than the last time, almost as if he’d grown larger. Or perhaps it felt like this because he was moving as if in slow-motion. With every cell of her body, she could feel their connection. Not just the physical one, but also the intangible one. As if their hearts connected on a different plane.

Their gazes locked, and they moved in synch with each other’s breaths. Charlotte felt perspiration spread on her skin, mirroring the sheen on Byron’s naked skin. With every thrust, their bodies came together, the contact smooth and seamless, in perfect harmony. She felt her arousal mount, increasing with every movement. Her heart rate spiked, and her breathing became ragged, her chest heaving. Byron’s tempo increased, plunging harder and deeper into her. She welcomed his thrusts. With her hands on his hips, she forced him to move even faster.

“Fuck, babe,” he let out on a ragged breath.

“I’m almost there, baby,” she assured him.

Another few breaths, and she felt her clitoris tingle in the familiar way that announced the approach of her orgasm. She shut her eyes and let herself go, allowing all air to leave her lungs and her climax to wash over her. In the next instant, she felt Byron’s cock spasm inside her. She opened her eyes and saw the change in his face as his orgasm claimed him. It took several more seconds before all their movements stilled, and Byron collapsed on top of her. Before he could roll off her, she put her arms around him, her legs still wrapped around his thighs.

“Let me feel you,” she whispered to him. “Stay inside me.”

He let out a contented sigh. “I don’t think I could move right now, even if I wanted to.”

Charlotte gazed into his eyes. “It feels so good to be with you.”

He smiled at her, then brushed his lips over hers in a featherlight kiss. “You feel even better. I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you. I love you.”

She felt tears brimming in her eyes, overwhelmed by her emotions, even though Byron had already told her he loved her.

“Don’t cry, my love,” he murmured softly.

“I’m sorry.”

He shook his head. “You’ll never have to apologize to me. It’s the hormones, isn’t it? There’s nothing you can do about that.”

She sniffled, surprised that he understood what was going on inside her. “I wasn’t expecting you to…” She couldn’t find the right words to finish her sentence.

“…to know what a woman goes through when she’s in heat?” He smiled and gave her another tender kiss. “With you, I can feel it. As if it was happening to me, not just to you. But I have bad news for you.”

His last words sent a shockwave through her. Her heart stopped for a beat before restarting at double the speed.

“You’ll be going into heat longer and more frequently from now on. Because you’re with me. Your body recognizes me as your intended mate.”

Relieved, she let out the breath she was holding. She punched her fist into his shoulder.

“That wasn’t funny!” Nevertheless, she had to smile.

“It wasn’t supposed to be funny. I’m just saying: with you going into heat and staying in heat for longer than normal, you’re gonna have to toss me out of your bed if you want to get any rest at all. There’s nothing more enticing than making love to a woman in heat.”

“So what you’re saying is that you have no self-control.”

He laughed. “Not when it comes to you.”

“That’s gonna be a problem…” She paused just long enough for the expression on his face to change. “’cause I don’t have any self-control either when it comes to you.”

He chuckled, visibly relieved. “Well, we’re a pair, aren’t we?”

Before she could say anything else, he kissed her, and this time, it wasn’t a short peck but a passionate kiss that robbed her of her breath. But she wouldn’t have it any other way.