Chapter Thirty-Four
He let go of, pulling his fingers from my body as he crawled up me. I opened my eyes, panting. I tried to catch my breath. His eyes were that eerie amber color and he looked wild and feral. His fingers moving to the waistband of his slack, almost ripping them in his haste to be free. I dragged my hands over his chest, loving the way the sprinkling of hair felt over his muscles.
Muscles that bunched up and flexed as he settled himself between my thighs. The head of his d**k pressed against my entrance, and he thrust forward. If I hadn’t been so ready for him, it would have hurt. It didn’t. It felt right. Like we were made for each other. Like every dream had been leading up to the point.
“Nevie.” He growled out, tucking his head in the crook of my neck. “Goddess yo
