Everything turned blurry. My vision filled with shimmering stars in the dim light of my room as my body became one with Sam’s. His strong hands moved down my body to grip me tight on my hips as he pulled me relentlessly onto his cock, taking me harder . . . deeper . . . winding me up in order to let us both fall apart. What was once split into two was now rejoined as one.
He wrapped me in his big arms as he slid to my side, holding me so tight I could hardly take a breath. “Anna.” His voice filled my ears as if he were a million miles away and I felt myself start to tremble against his broad chest. “I’m here, my love. Open your eyes.”
As I opened my eyes tears spilled forth, like an unending river. “Sam,” I managed to choke through the lump in my throat. “What just happened? What did we just do?” He pulled me close, tucking my face against his neck, pulling the covers over us and letting me cry and cry as he soothed me with his whispered words. He told me I was beautiful, I was perfect, that I was his and he would give me everything I would ever need.
“For now, know that I love you. I will never leave you. And later, I will explain it all.”
14
Sam
Naked. Sated. Sprawled.
We were complete. I reached for her hand across the bed and squeezed. It was about all I had energy for at the moment.
“That was . . . I can’t even . . .” she started.
I smiled at the ceiling. “I never imagined in my wildest dreams it would be this good.”
They had told us. We knew the importance of finding our mates. But I’d never thought—
“Life changing.” The bed shifted next to me as Anna sat up onto an elbow to look at me. “I have some questions.” Her cheeks were flushed and her hair flowed all around her, sticking up in crazy ways.
“You are the most beautiful creature in all the universe.” I leaned forward to kiss her. As soon as our lips touched my energy began to return. She melted against me, her still-hot skin searing my chest. Her mouth was supple and opened to me. My cock began to harden again and my instincts told me we could do this indefinitely until my season passed. But I knew that wouldn’t be enough. It would never be enough.
She gently put a hand to my chest, pushing me back slightly. She let out a puff of air as we separated. “Jesus. Listen—I’m more than happy to go again, but I really feel like there are some things that need to be addressed.”
I grinned. “Such as?”
She glared playfully at me. “Oh, I dunno. The ceiling sixty-nine. Your tongue. The super powers. The sudden attack from my ex. Your tongue. The absolutely mind-blowing sex that felt like we were being taken apart atom by atom and reassembled together.” She paused to take a deep breath in. “Your tongue.” She swallowed and her lids went heavy.
I chuckled into her neck, inhaling her deeply as my fingers dug into her hips. The air was filled with our scent and the Gravity that I now understood had been influencing us this entire time. Did she recognize it? Did she know?
“That’s a lot of questions. And I’m feeling a more immediate need.” My hips began to thrust and my brain was cloudy with desire.
She groaned and opened herself to me by hooking a leg over my hip. “Yeah, what is this? I feel like I’m on drugs or something. I can’t get enough. Normally, I would never be ready for another round.” Her nails dug into my shoulders and she thrust herself forward to meet me. “But I feel like if you don’t get in me soon I might die.”
My cock slid against her entrance still soaked from both of us, not inside her yet, but teasing her, coaxing her to open wider for me. “It’s my season,” I explained.
“See? You say things like that like I have any idea what that means.” She bit playfully on my earlobe.
I continued to move against her, barely entering her, changing my stroke to tease her clit.
“It’s our . . . Gravity. It is hard to describe in your language, with this body. It is a force that can’t be explained easily.”
“Gravity,” she whispered.
I pulled back to study her beautiful features, soft in their ecstasy. “There is an energy that is created when things come together as they are meant to. Think of it as a chemical bond, but stronger. More permanent.”
It was not easy to explain with words, given her previous understanding about how things were. Instead, I would show her.
“Our connection, our love, is . . .” I pressed my forehead to hers. I said the word as close as I could in this body, but it wasn’t speech; it was an emotion, or more a new sense. I poured it into her where we connected.
She gasped and her eyes flew open. She tried to speak but could only shake her head.
“That is us. That’s the universe telling us we are on the right path,” I explained.
Tears pooled in her eyes. “I can’t describe how that feels. It feels like the safety and comfort of a mother’s kiss after you fall, or the instant connection you feel with a stranger when you know you will become good friends . . .… but more. So much more.”
“Yes. You have it on earth. But not as potent.” Love was universal. The most powerful force in all the universe, even here on this relatively new world. The Gravity in our species, the feeling of rightness, is what makes us so powerful, so unstoppable, but also so rare. Because of this, our time allowed access to it is limited. If we do not find our path, we are unable to continue. But I knew news of how close we’d been to not meeting would only make her sad. So I smiled at her, glad she understood. Glad I was able to share it with her. I could show her other things that I had learned as well. I closed my eyes and let my body satisfy hers.
“Oh God.” She shuddered. “How are you doing that?”
“I am made for you. My body knows what you need.” I moved above her.
She fell back onto the pillows, head rocking back and forth, as her hands gripped the sheets. “It’s too much. I can’t. Not again . . .”
“You can.” I took her breast into my mouth and flicked my wicked tongue that pleased her so.
“Sam. This is too much.”
“It’s not.”
“I can’t . . .”
“You will.” I entered her fully, brushing against her clit as I squeezed her breast.
She shattered around my cock, squeezing me in waves of delight. She screamed out my name as she went over the edge. The name she gave me, Sam. The most important thing I would ever be called.
“My Anna,” I gasped as I released again.
I remained buried inside her as we lay panting. My soul was so full of joy I fought to contain this form. But this form pleased her, and that pleased me.
“Okay. Seriously. We need to put a partition between us if you are gonna keep that up.” She slapped a hand against my chest, trying to push me away and trying to wiggle off my hard cock.
“Then you need to stop doing that.” I thrust up into her one last time before removing myself completely. This would not hurt her. She was made for me; her body could take this, but she still had other physical needs. “We need to replenish,” I said.
I stood off the bed. Anna lay shaking her head, one hand in her hair, a slight smile on her flushed face. “Yeah. Water. Good.”