Epilogue
Six days later . . .
If you ever do that again,” Max growled, rising over her in his velvet-covered bed, “I’ll spank your ass red.”
“Is that supposed to be a threat?”
She purred as he rolled his hips and pushed his magnificent cock into her.
“Kitten, you have no idea.” He withdrew and thrust deep, the wide-flared head of his cock stroking across a sensitive spot inside her. “I thought I was losing my mind in that alley. I would have, if Darius hadn’t brought you back to me.”
“I’ll always come for you, Max.”
Holding her hip with one hand, he responded to her teasing by shafting her p-ssy in hard, fierce drives. “Come for me now,” he bit out.
She climaxed with a mewl, gasping as heated pleasure exploded across her senses with dazzling brightness.
An edgy rumble vibrated in his chest. “F*ck, that sound makes me hot as hell.”
“After nearly a week of nothing but showers, food, and sex?” she asked breathlessly. “You’re insatiable.”
“I’m just enjoying my Christmas present, kitten. Besides, you love it.”
Max stared down at her with his stormy gray eyes and she knew she’d never loved him more. He’d kept her within touching distance for the last week; cooking her favorite meals, feeding her by hand, and washing her hair and body. For a Familiar, it was heaven, and she soaked it up like sunshine after a long, dreary winter.
“Max . . . ”
He thrust rhythmically, plunging deep and slow to give her time to recover, making her feel every throbbing inch of him.
Her neck arched, her nails dug into his back, and her p-ssy fluttered in helpless delight around him.
“Oh yeah,” he rumbled, a wicked smile curving one side of his gorgeous mouth. “You definitely love it.”
“I love you.” She offered her mouth and he took it with breathtaking passion.
“I love you back.”
Finally content, Victoria’s lips curved against his in a catlike smile.