For just a moment she closed her eyes and took it in, how he felt, how he smelled. She was all his, always would be. He could have done whatever he wanted to her right then and there. She wanted him to make her forget that anything but him existed. She didn’t want thunderstorms, wars or anything else to be on her mind. She let it slip away for now.
She let herself be weak and submissive just this once.
“—I like – nothing else more,” she let him know her voice coming slightly strangled as he fucked her gently with his fingers. Gods, it felt so good. She moved back against them, gentle buck of her hips backwards begging for more. This was as close as she’d been to telling she that she loved him as she’d been in a long time. “Gods, love nothing else – no one else. Want you to fuck me - Tell me what you want.”
The monster was hungry. They’d woken it. They were going to have to feed. Love or not, there was a whole lot of lust going on at the moment.