A Flame Divine ♕

XXXIII. W I L D F I R E

m e r r i k

Merrik watched as Carmen walked toward the French doors Stellan and Everly ran out of and pulled the shades shut.

"Have I ever told you how much I love your brilliant mind?" he rumbled.

As she turned and strode back toward him, she removed her tank top. She was radiant in her black lacy bra and panties—matching, of course. Someone like Merrik immensely appreciated it.

Carmen smiled. "That's the first time anyone's ever said that to me," she said. Merrik could tell her a thousand times and he'd never get tired of it. She was brilliant.

"Merrik," she whispered, closing the distance between them. His name on her lips gave him goosebumps. He couldn't help the erection straining against his boxers.

Scooping her into his arms, he carried her into their bedroom and locked the door behind him.

He sat with her on the soft mattress. Running his hands over her shoulders and down her back, he unclasped her bra, letting it fall off of her, then tossing it across the room.

"I want you naked for me. Just for me," he rasped. "I want to lay you back on the pillows and worship your curves. I want to make love to you until you moan my name. I want to be the only name on your lips... and on your heart."

Carmen looked down at him and pierced him with a gaze that sang of desire. "I want you to make love to me, Merrik."

Merrik's heart was unleashed. He laid her down and crushed his lips upon hers. He would never get enough. He took handfuls of her soft tits, massaged her, and teased the hard peaks of her nipples. Quickly, he divested himself of his underwear so that his cock rubbed up against her thigh. The friction felt heavenly.

"We'll go at whatever pace you set," he told her, grabbing her hips and leaning up to claim her mouth. He was gentle, allowing her to take the lead, and he loved her hands all over him. He wanted her to be in total control so that she could discover all of the sensations and emotions she missed out on in the past. He wanted to show her how good it could feel.

She put her hands on his face and parted her lips just enough to allow him entrance. The sensation of her tongue dancing with his was one of the best feelings he'd ever had. She was the only one who had ever mattered.

Merrik wanted to cover every inch of her skin with his mouth and hands. He wanted to claim her, to replace any residual touches from Frank earlier that night. He wanted her to worship her body like he did. Her kisses were intoxicating, and her tongue was sweet. When she wrapped her legs around his waist, his cock settled between her thighs, rubbing against her panties. He jerked his hips, putting pressure on her most sensitive places.

His breath caught in his chest. The pressure was delicious... he wanted more. When she pressed herself harder against him, he groaned. "I love you, Carmen Rose," Merrik murmured. Carmen smiled up at him.

"You are everything, Merrik. You make me feel like a goddess... someone you worship. No one has ever made me feel that way before, and I don't want anyone else to ever again. Only you," she breathed, sliding her fingers in his hair and massaging his scalp with her nails. "You were made for me, Merrik. I love every single fucking thing about you," she whispered.

Merrik thought his heart would explode. "I was made for you," he repeated. He sure felt like he was. There was no one else who saw him as she did. No one before her, and he didn't intend on there being anyone after her.

He trailed kisses from her mouth to her jaw and down her chest. He would show her how much he loved her.

His kisses elicited a moan from Carmen as his lips traveled over her. It was driving him crazy with the stiffest hard-on he'd ever had. In a swift move, Merrik flipped Carmen beneath him, lighting her head on his pillow and settling his hips between her thighs once more. He couldn't help but notice how their bodies fit together like a puzzle piece.