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recognised its mate from our very first time together. Sexually, we were a perfect fit. I dug my fingers into the sheets and lifted my hips to bring me closer to that talented mouth, pulsing them in time to the thrusts from his hand. Moments later, my body convulsed and I screamed his name as the tremors quivered through me. Before I was even done coming, he moved, sliding up my body and piercing me with his erection in one smooth motion.
    “Yes,” I moaned. The penetration of his thick, hot cock evoked another series of spasms in my pussy, and for just a moment, my vision almost faded to black at the intensity of the orgasm. I dug my nails into the skin of his back and held on while he pounded into me. His jaw was clenched tightly and his eyes blazed as he stared into mine, forcing me to maintain eye contact while he fucked me.
    “ Carys ,” he gritted out between his teeth, in a voice that was almost a moan. After just a few more strokes, I felt his whole body go taut. He licked his lips and growled, “Mine!” then crashed his lips down on mine, kissing me breathless and dragging another orgasm from my overloaded system. I did black out then, just for a few seconds as I felt the hot splash of his seed filling my core.

    “Welcome back.”
    Will climbed back into bed just as I was opening my eyes. He’d picked up our clothes and dimmed the lights. He stretched out beside me, propped up on one elbow, gazing down into my face.
    “You okay?”
    I nodded, and somehow dredged up enough energy to pull myself into a seated position with my back against the pillows. Will must have sensed that I wanted to talk seriously, because he sat up beside me and smoothed the covers over both of our laps.
    “I’m sorry, Carys ,” he said, reaching out a hand to toy with the end of one of my curls. “That was—unforgivably irresponsible of me.”
    “Took two,” I managed. My throat was as dry as a Santa Ana wind. “And—it doesn’t matter.”
    He tilted his head, those intense eyes scrutinised me cautiously. “Did you start taking something?” We’d talked about it after the first time we’d slept together. He knew I wasn’t on the pill.
    I shook my head. This wasn’t how I’d imagined having this conversation. Swallowing hard, I forced myself to lift my chin and look into his eyes. “But, Will, this wasn’t the first time we forgot protection.”
    He nodded. The skin around his mouth was taut and his jaw was clenched again. “The night before I left San Francisco .”
    “Yeah. In the shower.” We’d been careful the first time that night, but the second round, in the shower, had been fast and furious and reckless. And the third… “And again when you woke up after that nightmare.” It had been a bad one; he’d woken me with what could only be described as a scream. Comfort had quickly dissolved into mindless passion.
    “Oh, hell, that’s right.” He tunnelled the fingers of one hand through his short black hair, and I could see the gears turning in his head as he counted and added up the timing. Finally, with a miniscule tip of his chin, he reached down and took both of my hands in his. “Are you sure?” His gaze bored into mine, fierce, but not threatening.
    I nodded, willing away the tears I could feel welling in my eyes.
    “Oh, sweetheart!” He pulled me onto his lap and cradled me against his body. His lips moved softly against my hair as he murmured my name over and over.
    Snuggling into his warmth, I let the tears come. His hands, big and warm, stroked up and down my spine while he clutched me close to his chest. “Shhhh, sweetheart. It’ll be all right. I promise, Carys . Everything’s gonna be all right.”
    When I finally quieted down, I pulled back and looked up into his face, shocked to see that it was tear-streaked, if not as much as my own.
    “I’m s-s-sorry.” A hiccough punctuated the end of the word.
    “Don’t be.” His voice was shaky and he kissed the tip of my nose.