Retribution (Secrets & Lies #3)(41)
“It gets better,” Nathan promises me, lifting his head from my chest and looking me in the eye.
I get off the bed and push my jeans and panties down, my former shyness replaced by desire and a feeling of power. Nathan, the strongest, and maybe the deadliest man I'll ever know, wants me. He wants to protect me and love me. And he desires me. These thoughts run around and around in my head as I stand here, watching with a growing hunger as he pushes his boxers down and takes them off, showing me his entire body.
He's beautiful. Even the scars that cross his body are sexy to me, and my eyes fix on what I see rising from between his legs. He's hard, and while I don't have anything personally to compare it to, he looks perfect. I feel hollow inside, between my legs where nothing has ever been before, and I want to be filled.
Nathan smiles and reaches out with one hand, taking my fingers and tugging me to the bed. He pulls me down on top of him, another jolt of pleasure going through me when I feel him pressed between us, hard and warm, “for your first time, at least at first, you climb on top.”
I nod and kiss him again, our tongues wrapping around each other, fresh thrills of anticipation and happiness going through me. I reach down and take him in my hand, lifting my hips while we kiss, amazed at how warm he feels, and how he's both soft as velvet and steel-hard at the same time.
I pause, feeling him at my entrance, and stop our kiss to look him in the eye. There's no going back from this point, but seeing the look on his face, the love in his eyes, I don't need to hesitate at all. I lower my hips slowly, feeling him ever so slowly spread me open.
Suddenly it's too much, too tight and I lift up, a warm thrill going through me as I do. I hum, lowering my hips again. The feeling grows as he goes in a little deeper before there's pain again and I lift up, my lip trembling it feels so good. “Mmm, so nice.”
I go slow, and Nathan's patient, never rushing me but letting me control how fast and how deep he enters me. I take a deep breath and nod. His green eyes find mine and he pulls back, until he's just inside me, then thrusts forward. The pain is sharp and I hiss, but he pauses, and I feel him all the way inside me, the pain replaced by a sense of closeness and security. “Keep going. I'm okay.”
He nods and pulls back again, thrusting in gently, the last of the pain washed away with that first slow, sensuous thrust that fills me with warm, liquid pleasure. He goes slow until he's all the way inside me, his eyes never leaving mine. “This may not last long. It’s been a while.”
“I just want to be your woman.”
Nathan pulls back, thrusting in again, sparks filling my body as he begins to fill me over and over. I can't believe how good it feels and I whimper, begging him for more. His hips start pistoning in and out, filling me the way that I've always dreamed, each thrust awakening the woman deep inside me, and I'm washed away in amazing feelings. I pull him down, kissing him deeply, his hips speeding up.
I feel something growing deep in my belly, and I wrap my legs around him, urging him on. “Yes Nathan, oh yes...”
He speeds up even more, but there's no pain, no sharpness to his thrusts anymore. Instead they're like constant waves from the ocean lapping between my legs, each one building on the other and building the tension inside me. I'm gasping, moaning deeply as he thrusts over and over, his breath huffing in and out of his mouth as his eyes flutter shut, he's so lost in the sensations. “'Lissa... I can't hold back much longer.”
“Don't hold back,” I moan. “Don't hold back, give me all of you.”
Nathan nods and speeds up even more, his hips meeting mine without the hard banging crashes I expected but instead just barely making contact. It's amazing, no pain, just sparkly fireworks of pleasure shooting from between my legs all the way to my brain, and I'm trembling on the edge for that final push into oblivion.
Nathan pulls back, pausing for an eternal half-second before driving into me harder, his hips smacking sharply into me and sending me tumbling. I cry out, the ball inside me exploding as I come hard, never anticipating that it could feel like this, like all the beauty and wonder I try to put into my art is squeezed into a single wave that starts between my legs and engulfing my entire body and soul.
“Nathan!” I cry out, holding him close as he shudders, and my orgasm peaks again as I feel him empty himself into me, bonding us together forever. His groan of release is music to my ears and I cry out again, joyous light filling me as he empties deep inside me. I hold onto it as long as I can before the flood of pleasure slowly sinks back, and I'm left trembling, sweat covered and gasping, Nathan still holding me. “Thank you.”
“Thank you,” he whispers, tears choking his voice as he looks down on me. “Thank you for redeeming me, for showing me that the world is worth loving in again.”
“You complete me,” I whisper. “You completed the puzzle of my heart that Andrea and Carson started. I...”
“What?” Nathan asks, his eyes still so tender and accepting. “What is it, 'Lissa?”
“I want to spend my life with you,” I whisper, stroking his sweat-soaked hair. “I want to be your wife, to have your children. I know it's traditional for a man to ask, but... will you marry me?”
Nathan nods. “Yes, my love. Tomorrow, we can tell the others. Tonight though... tonight is just for us.”