Chapter 47

• But she couldn’t. He’d see it if she did. She’d never been laid so bare, made so vulnerable, and if she looked at him now he’d see how much she loved him— because she’d never stopped loving him. Even after all that had happened and the million reasons he’d given her for not loving him.
• “No,” she said, equally guttural.
• Freya heard his rough shout as he made his frustration clear, but both their bodies were locked in a primal dance now and they were equally unable to stop. They could only go on, until the tight grip of tension was shattered and they orgasmed moments after each other,