CHAPTER 35

Shuddering against her, Kingston released her lips and groaned at the final pulse of release that jerked from the tip of his member. He was breathing hard, heavy. He couldn’t seem to get enough oxygen to his brain… He couldn’t still the thunder of blood enough to make sense of all the emotions, all the sensations, that had crashed inside him in a wave of ecstasy.

She lay beneath him, sated, the tension slowly easing from her body, covered by him. The way she responded to him, the position, rocked him to the core. He hadn’t expected it. Kingston had expected her to feel shy about it. He even expected a denial. But he hadn’t expected the trust she had given him.

“You’re mine…” he whispered again.

“I love you, King...”

He barely heard the words. Her face was pressed into the sheets… It was no more than a whisper of sound, but it crashed inside him with a power that rocked him clear to his soul.

“Come here, love… I want to feel you against me,” he whispered a