Burning.
Hot.
Searing.
Desire.
“All mine.” She heard him whisper against her, his words bringing her to a boil, till she was falling, tumbling down the cliff, the emotion rolling over her and she came.
The feeling breaking through her shell, forging through the walls around her, till they were crumbling, letting in a light that filled her, making her new.
Burning.
Hot.
Searing.
Desire.
Her Mark.
The soft caress of his hands brought her back to herself, as he came up over her again, his hips between hers. His hooded eyes on her till his forehead dropped to meet hers.
“I would never put you are risk, little bird, but I want you bare. It’s your decision. If you want me to wear a condom I can,” he whispered.
She knew that normally it wasn’t smart, but she was on birth control. He knew that, probably one of the only reasons he was asking.
He had helped her get on it after all.
He was always looking out for her.
And she knew that if she asked, he would wear one.
No questions.
But she wanted to feel him.
She didn’t want something separating them her first time.
“No. I just want you.”
His eyes closed, his forehead rolling on hers, till he opened his eye, letting her see just how much her trust in him meant to him.
“I love you, little bird,” he whispered, then he was there, in her in one single thrust before she could say it back.
She was full.
Full of him.
Full of emotion.
Full of light.
Full of everything.
She didn’t know it could be like this. This feeling of an all-consuming desire. She didn’t know that it existed.
As he came fully against her, all the way in, his hips flush against hers, she moaned, and he froze.
