Winter's Mate: Fated on Ice
He was like a stallion.
After we caught our breath, I couldn't count how many rounds we went; I fainted in between and woke up to continue the sex fever after calming down, our legs tangled together, his arm around my back, pulling my head over his chest, our bodies slick with sweat and naked.
Jude kissed my forehead, then looked to the ceiling. "Wifey," he called softly, and I hummed in response. Then he said, “I’ll always find you in every universe.”