"You're still hurt," she whispered huskily in his ear. "Lucky for you. You have your own personal healer."
With gentle, loving hands, she carefully washed the blood from his back. Even though his wounds started to heal, there were still several red welts. She kissed each of them one by one, laving him gently with her tongue. Gabi smiled to herself at his moan, then moved around and straddled him so they were face to face. She grabbed his hands and slowly brought them to her lips, then took each of his fingers in her mouth and suckled them. "If you ever go off and leave me again, and I will destroy you."
He opened his mouth to answer, but hissed instead.
Her hand had trailed down and she was gently caressing his hard cock. When she looked at his face, she was amazed. His dark eyes were hooded with desire and his normally hardened warrior's face was soft and tender. The fact she had that power over him was heady.
She arched her back so her breasts were closer to his face and he took advantage. His tongue made several lazy paths over her nipple before he gave it a slight nip. Waves of pleasure mixed with pain shot through her body and she arched even more against him, urging him on. She continued to stroke his cock with one hand while her other gripped his shoulder for support. With a growl, he grabbed her rump to bring her closer and rubbed her core against his erection. He didn't enter her yet, instead he brushed against her clit. Now both her hands were on his shoulders and she couldn't help but undulate her hips against him so there was even more friction.
"You don't know how often I dreamed of this," he murmured against her flesh. "I would sit in that hot, putrid cell and remember how good your body felt against mine. How good you smelled. How sweet your flesh tasted." His hand dipped down so he could brush a finger against her opening. "I love it when you get wet for me and I don't mean from the bath water."
She would have blushed at his bluntness had he not been giving her such a longing look. "I missed you, too."
"Make love to me, Gabi."
She shifted her weight to take him. As his thickness filled her, she threw her head back with a sigh of happiness. Gabi found a slow, easy rhythm as she rode him, not wanting it to be over too soon. She wanted it to last forever because, now that she had him back, that was exactly what they had. Forever.
Much too soon she felt the pleasure building up in her, getting ready to crest. He must have sensed it too because he gripped her hips tight with his hands and took over control. With hard, quick thrusts, he brought her over in wave after wave of heaven. After a few more moments, he joined her.
"I thought I'd never feel like this again," he spoke against her throat right before he kissed it.
Already she was on fire for him again and, when she felt his erection against her leg, she knew that he was ready for another round, too. He tenderly dried her off, with a towel, his fingers lingering at all the right spots, then led her back into the bedroom.
She expected him to direct her to the bed, but instead he took her to wall and braced one hand on either side of her head, trapping her. The look in his eye was no longer tender, instead it was intense, almost animalistic. She knew that the first time in the tub had been for her. Now he was going to take her hard. He was going to regain his claim on her. Shivers danced over her body. It wasn't from fear, but excitement. Letting out a low growl, he leaned down and captured her lips with his.
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