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slow
thrusts building up her desire.
    Gentle touches led each of her legs in turn
to wrap around him. As his pace gradually increased, he propped
himself on his hands, his face just above hers. Their eyes locked
again, and Alicia’s mind struggled to grasp the depth of the
feelings she could see reflected back at her. If she had had any
doubt that they could work through this, it vanished at that
instant.
    Her hands flew over him, touching every inch
of him she could reach as though to make up for the past weeks of
distance. Her nails raked over his arms, leaving scarlet trails
that drew a sharp hiss from his lips. She soothed them by arching
up and trailing her tongue and lips over them. A particularly sharp
thrust made her clutch at his back.
    Wavering above her, he reached down between
them and pressed his fingers against her clit. The angle was
awkward, but the rhythmic pulse he worked to establish soon had
Alicia thrashing against him and unable to hold her legs up or do
much more than clutch at his shoulders.
    “Come on, love.” His breathing was jagged,
his voice shaking. “Come for me. Show me how beautiful you are when
you come. I want to see you. I want—”
    She received each word like one more touch
from his hand or lips, one more caress. She followed their lead and
grasped for her orgasm, arching one last time into him and keening
his name. His hips jerked several more times against hers as he
joined her pleasure. Drawing him down to her, she held him tightly
against her body.
    Still shaking, he lifted himself off her. A
gentle hand resting at her waist guided her onto her side. She
rolled away from him, and didn’t have to wait long before he
spooned his body alongside hers, his arm holding her tight to him,
his spent cock nestled against her ass.
    Feeling him pressed to her back like this,
feeling his strength and support, she wanted nothing more than to
put all of this behind them. They weren’t the first couple to have
problems. They wouldn’t be the first to rise beyond those problems,
either. She just wished she had been sure they could be strong, and
move beyond this.
    The suggestion formed on her lips almost
before she was conscious of it. “Do you think we should see a
marriage counselor?”
    Ben remained silent for a moment. His arm,
curled around her waist, tightened almost imperceptibly. “I don’t
know,” he said at last, very low. “Maybe.” A handful of seconds
trickled by before he added, “Probably.”
    Alicia picked up his hand and drew it up to
her mouth. She kissed his knuckles, wordlessly thanking him for
realizing that they might need help working things out. And if he
could admit it, maybe she could do the same. She had balked, years
earlier, when he had warily suggested it. Maybe it was time.
    “And maybe I should see a shrink, too. About…
about the biting.”
    His hand let go of hers and slid back until
his fingertips were touching the scars on the inside of her wrist.
A shudder ran through Alicia. Over the years since she had first
told him about her visits to blood bars, he had always avoided
touching the bite marks on her wrists. She wasn’t sure what it
meant that he was touching them now or that he had kissed them
earlier, but a knot inside her chest loosened a little bit,
allowing her to breathe a little better.
    “I should have noticed.” His whisper tickled
the back of her neck. “I’m sorry. And I’m sorry about the rest,
too. I swear—”
    She turned in his embrace, facing him and
laying a finger across his lips.
    “Maybe… Maybe we could stop saying we’re
sorry. Both of us.”
    His lips pursed and he kissed her finger.
“Anything you want.”
    Arms wrapping around each other, they pulled
closer until their bodies were flush. As his warmth enveloped her,
Alicia tried to clear her mind. It felt like a lot had happened in
just a few hours. It had all gone very fast. As she held him tight,
however, as she took in the comfort, forgiveness, apologies