How had she gotten so lucky? Intense feelings assaulted her, none of them surprisingly unwelcome. Cherished. Dominated. Home.James blanketed her from above, sliding slightly to one side to avoid smashing her, but close enough that she felt the desired pressure of his warm body. She wasn’t ready to separate the contact.Through rough breaths, James muttered against her ear. “You okay?”“Better than.”He pulled wet clumps of hair from her face and she exhaled gratefully because right now she didn’t have the energy to do it herself.“Did I hurt you? I didn’t mean to be so rough. I promise it won’t always be that way.”“Not a bit.” She giggled slightly. “Well, maybe for about two seconds, but then the pleasure took over.”“I swear you won’t feel that twinge of pain again. Next time your body will suck me in as though it remembers what mine can bring to the table.”Next time. Hmm. How many next times would there be? Hannah shivered to think this god was only hers out of convenience, that only the stress of the situation drew them to each other.
