This time, the heat is searing and his body more demanding.
I yield to him as he fills me and his teeth nip at my skin near my pulse point.
"I love you," I tell him, and it's a promise renewed with each sunrise.
"And I love you."
He turns his head to capture my mouth again.
"My wife. My queen. The mother of my children."
I laugh against his lips.
"Just this one child for now."
"For now."
His smile holds promises that make my pulse quicken.
"But not forever."
"You'll keep me barefoot and pregnant?"
I say playfully as his hips begin rolling against mine.
"So long as your body continues to do to me what it's doing to me now, you can kiss your feminine figure goodbye," he growls and snatches my wrists, pinning them over my head.
I gasp and snicker and then give myself to him fully.
He can take it all because all that I am, and all that I have, and all that I will be, are his forever.
