Chapter 110

"Do we need protection?" Sebastian murmured against my lips, his breath hot and uneven.

"I'm on birth control," I gasped, my fingers tangling in his dark hair.

His eyes darkened instantly, a low growl rumbling from his chest. "Why?" The intensity in his voice caught me off guard, but the heat pooling low in my stomach left no room for hesitation.

"My cycles are unbearable," I admitted breathlessly. "My doctor prescribed it to regulate them."

Some of the tension left his shoulders as he kissed me again, slow and deep. The taste of myself on his lips sent a fresh wave of desire through me. Even after the most intense climax of my life, I still craved more—needed to feel him inside me, claiming me completely.

As if sensing my thoughts, he positioned himself between my thighs, his kiss shifting from demanding to tender. "Are you sure?" he whispered, his voice rough with restraint.

I nodded without hesitation, pulling him closer, deepening the kiss in answer.

He entered me slowly, pausing when he met resistance. My breath hitched—once he broke through that barrier, there was no going back. I would no longer be untouched, and Sebastian would have taken something I'd once guarded so carefully.

His teeth grazed my earlobe, his ragged breaths and quiet groans sending shivers down my spine. Then he pushed forward, breaching that final barrier. A sharp gasp escaped me at the sudden sting.

He was so much bigger than I'd imagined. For a fleeting second, I wondered if he'd even fit. Sensing my discomfort, he stilled, his gaze searching mine. "Are you okay?" Concern laced his voice.

I nodded, swallowing hard. "Just—give me a moment."

"Take all the time you need," he murmured, pressing soft kisses along my jawline.

After a few steadying breaths, I finally nodded. "Okay," I whispered. "Keep going."

He pushed deeper, stretching me impossibly further. Just when I thought I couldn't take any more, he withdrew suddenly—only to surge back into me with a force that made me cry out. The initial pain faded almost instantly, replaced by a pleasure so intense my body arched against his.

Fully sheathed inside me, he captured my lips in a searing kiss, his tongue exploring my mouth with a rhythm that matched the relentless pace of his hips. I wrapped my arms around his neck, my legs locking around his waist as he drove into me, each thrust sending me spiraling closer to the edge.

The world narrowed to just him—Sebastian Blackwood—consuming every thought until my mind was nothing but a haze of desire. Never in my life had I felt so utterly complete, so perfectly matched, and I couldn’t help but wonder if he felt the same dizzying pull.

My body tightened around him, the friction sending sparks of pleasure coursing through me. I was close—so close—but I wanted him with me when I fell. I bit my lip, holding back, savoring the delicious tension coiling inside me.

Sebastian seemed to sense it. His pace quickened, each thrust deeper, more deliberate, until I felt him swell inside me, his control unraveling. His fingers found my clit, stroking with just the right pressure, and I gasped as pleasure crashed over me in waves.

"Come for me, Lillian," he murmured, his voice rough with need, sending my heart into a frantic rhythm.

That was all it took.

I shattered around him, crying out his name as my body convulsed in ecstasy. A few more desperate thrusts, and he followed, his release filling me as he captured my lips in a searing kiss. In that moment, we were fused together—body, breath, soul—and I knew, without a doubt, that this was the most exquisite experience of my life.