I only nod, because this moment is too perfect to ruin with my own words. It stings and I feel impossibly full. But I also feel so good. Just watching him move in and out of me drives me to want more.

He works himself into me, moving faster each time. One of my knees stays bent, he lifts the other leg over his shoulder. While he stands at the edge of the bed, he kisses up and down my calf. Tears start to well in my eyes as I watch him. He loves me, and I know it. I can feel it radiating off of him.

He reaches down, thumbing away my tears. "I hate that you always make me cry," I say.

He lifts me up, holding me against him, his cock buried so deep inside me. "Give me all your tears, baby. I can take them."

Pressed against him like this, I realize I'm about to come. His hard body creates pressure against my clit and I realize this is an orgasm that no fingers could ever give me. I'm panting, trying to tell him that I'm close, but I can't say anything.

My body jolts, and a thousand pleasurable lightning bolts shoot through me. I feel numb with satisfaction. "Fuck, Silvie," he hisses and I know he's close too. My hands are wrapped around his neck as he pumps faster into me, lubricated by my orgasm.

He tosses me down on the bed and pulls out, fisting his cock until he covers me with his seed. "Holy shit," he mumbles and then collapses on top of me.

We give each other dazed kisses. My hands pets his head like I'm half asleep. Wulf's hands cup my cheeks and he looks into my eyes. He doesn't say anything, but it's like he sees the universe in them. I know, because I see it too.

"I love you so much," I say, and I have to close my eyes and cut off our connection.

"Look at me," he says with a smile in his voice.

I keep my eyes shut tight. "I can't," I say. "If I do, I think I'll cry again and I don't want to."

He laughs. It makes me laugh. And we just lay there, happy to be together.