"Katie," he says, more calmly, kissing me on the forehead, "the moment I saw you, I already knew that we belong together."
I want to laugh at how ridiculously impossible that sounds, but I don't do that for some reason, maybe because I feel how serious he is.
"I couldn't let you be my maid when your true destiny is to be mine," he continues, and I feel that my eyes are getting wet.
I don't want him to continue; I want him to stop saying that and leave. Because that can't be true. How can we belong together if we don't know each other?
But at the same time, I need him to continue doing what he's doing, to make me feel that strong desire inside of me again.
"I know you feel that too," he continues, covering my face with kisses, holding me in his arms.
I shake my head once again, trying to show him that I don't, even though we both know that I'm lying.
"If not, open your eyes and tell me so, and I'll walk away," he continues, his thumb wiping away the tear from my left eye.
I can't open my eyes. I can't lie to him; I am simply not able to when he's so close to me.
"Tell me you don't feel what I feel for you, and I'll never come back again. I give you my word."
Is he serious? How can I do that? Here's my chance to never see this man again, but I can't make it happen, can I? If a man like Raphael gives his word, that means he'll do so.
"I can't," I finally whisper, and I hear him exhale, quietly but intensely, as if he was afraid I might let him leave.
"I need you, Katie," he continues and gives a slight kiss to my swollen lips. “I need you more than I’ve ever needed anything in my entire life. And I want to give you all the pleasure you deserve. May I do that?"
"Yes," I whisper right away, without thinking. No one has ever asked me this before, but it feels so natural when it's coming from Raphael Darrington for some reason.
Chapter Thirteen
Raphael
The moment she saysyes, something inside of me bursts out. The passion built through all those years of loneliness finally comes free. The arousal which grew through all these years for someone I've never even met is now free to leave my body. And all of those feelings I want to give to only one woman in the whole world.
Katie. My mate. The reason I still live on this Earth, the reason I’ve struggled so much. I thought love for a man like me was impossible, but now I know that it's real, and it's here; I'm holding it in my arms.
I take off my jacket and place it on the grass next to Katie. She still hasn't opened her eyes. I kiss her once again and arrange for her to lay her head on my jacket.
This dress, which I chose for her personally, looks even better when she's wearing it. The lace-up corset emphasizes her beautiful body even more. I lie down next to her and continue covering her mouth with kisses. She responds right away, moaning when I touch her neck, stroking it with my fingers.
My hand travels lower, taking her breast in my palm, massaging it through the thick fabric of this dress. She moans louder when I do that, and I swallow her cries with my kisses.
I start to slowly unlace the corset, gently and tenderly so I don’t scare her off, and I feel how her body finally relaxes under my touch. When the corset is open, I put my hand inside it only to find that she's not wearing any underwear.
I groan and press my steel-hard cock to her hip. She moans in response, arching her back a little under my touch. I lower my lips to her neck and cover her skin with kisses. My hand finds her swollen nipple, and an animalistic roar escapes my lips.
I look at Katie, afraid she might get scared at my reaction, but I find her biting her lower lip, this time out of pleasure. When I look down, I see that she’s scissored her legs, trying to get the release she's craving so much.
I continue my journey over her body, kissing her collarbones and the notch between her breasts. With both of my hands, I open the corset, and her beautiful breasts spring free, those puckered rosy nipples staring at me. They are even more beautiful than I imagined when I saw her lying in her bed wearing nothing but a nightgown.
I take one of her nipples inside my mouth and swipe my tongue over it. Katie cries out loudly, and it's the most fascinating sound I've ever heard. Her breasts are so soft, so tender, I want to caress them as long as I can while my hand travels down to those scissored legs of hers.
I push her legs to the sides, and she succumbs to my touches. I suck her nipple hard and groan the second another moan escapes her lips.
I can't wait any longer. I have to be inside of her this exact second.
No, I can't. I'm not a rapist. We're not even together yet. My first time with her can't happen in the middle of the forest.
I bite her nipple hard, angry at myself for being so impatient. And the second I do so, she cries out again and squeezes my jacket with her fingers. I stop, afraid that I’ve hurt her, but then I feel her legs close again, wrapping around my hand.