Henry's POV
—splitting me wide open.
Holding back the urge to scream from ecstasy, I tried to calm my thoughts. He is hard for me, and he is inside me!
My head spun at this dreamlike situation I had gone over so often in my mind while planning, plotting how to overcome the last hurdle to our union.
It was happening now, and if I wasn't feeling him completely erect inside me, I wouldn't believe it for a second.
"Can...can I move?" Pain on my back, the familiar teeth biting my flesh, making me wish for a mark to be left behind, matching the many on my front.
"Can I?" His despair was arousingly palpable.
"Do it!" I felt as if floating, the fear falling off of me, leaving behind disorientation and fulfillment.
The scene in the prison cell flashed before my eyes when he was so full of anger, hating, and threatening me, but he wouldn't go hard on me no matter how much he wanted to hurt me.
