Olivia''s POV


    ?"I want to shower, Olivia," he said, his voice stronger than before. He moved to stand, and though his legs were a little shaky, he managed to get up on his own.


    ?"Let me help you," I insisted, moving to his side. I wasn''t going to let him out of my sight, and I certainly wasn''t going to let him fall.


    ?We made our way to the bathroom slowly. As he began to undress, my heart squeezed. He had lost quite a bit of weight—his ribs were more prominent now, and the muscr frame that once felt like a mountain was leaner. But as I looked at him, he was still my sexy Lennox. The strength of his spirit radiated off him, more powerful than any muscle.


    ?Finally, he reached up and pulled off the head warmer. His bald head was fully on disy now, the smooth skin reflecting the warm bathroom light. He looked at himself in the mirror for a second, a flicker of vulnerability crossing his face.


    ?"I''m not lying to you, Lennox," I whispered, stepping close and running my hand over his shoulder. "You still look incredibly good. Even bald."


    ?Lennox let out a genuine, low chuckle—a sound I had missed so much it made my toes curl. "You''re biased, Luna," he teased.


    ?He stepped into therge, steaming tub and sat down with a sigh of relief. I knelt beside the tub, picking up the sponge and the soap. I started to wash him, my movements slow and tender. I wanted to touch every inch of him, to reassure myself that he was truly back, truly alive, and truly mine.


    ?As I was rinsing the soap from his shoulders, he suddenly reached out. His grip was surprisingly firm as he hooked his arms around my waist and pulled me in unexpectedly.


    ?"Lennox!" Iughed, a startled yelp escaping me as I sshed into the warm water, clothes and all.


    ?I didn''t mind the ruined silk of my dress. Iughed again, settling onto hisp, my legs wrapping around his waist. The water was warm, but the heating from his body was better. He looked at me with an intensity that made my breath hitch, his hands resting on my hips.


    ?"I''ve missed this," he whispered, his forehead leaning against mine. "I''ve missed you."


    ?"I''m right here," I replied, tracing the line of his jaw. "And I''m not going anywhere."


    ?He pulled me closer, his lips finding mine in a kiss so passionate that it made my toes curl.


    ?I deepened the kiss, my tongue tangling with his as the steam from the tub rose around us. Lennox let out a low, guttural groan, his hands sliding from my hips to my back, pulling me so flush against him that I could feel the thrum of his heart against my own. He broke the kiss to trail his lips down my neck, his stubble grazing my skin, before nting hot, wet kisses all over my shoulders.


    ?Damn.


    ?The sensation sent a jolt of pure electricity straight to my core. I felt my pussy grow heavy and soaking wet, the heat of the water mixing with the slick heat between my legs. I wanted him—I wanted the man I thought I''d lost—but a flicker of fear remained.


    ?"Lennox," I breathed, my voice trembling. "Your heart… your condition…"


    ?He didn''t answer with words. Instead, he ground his hips upward, and I felt his cock hardening into a thick, solid iron bar against my thigh. He was alive, he was reacting, and his desire was as fierce as it had ever been. He kissed me again, deeper this time, his hands cupping my face.


    ?"I''m right here, Olivia," he rasped against my lips. "I''m not made of ss."


    ?"I want you," I whispered into the kiss, the need finally overriding the fear.


    ?"I want you more," he groaned.


    ?I pulled back just enough to reach for the zipper of my dress. I peeled the wet, ruined silk down, tossing the blouse and skirt aside until they hit the bathroom tiles with a wet thud. I stepped out of my panties, standing before himpletely naked in the hazy steam. I saw his eyes darken, a hunger in his gaze that made me feel like the only woman in the world.


    ?I stepped back into the tub, straddling him again. I felt his hard cock pressing firmly against my entrance, hot and demanding. We kissed hungrily, our teeth shing, our hands roaming over wet skin. I couldn''t wait anymore. I needed to feel him inside me to know this wasn''t a dream.


    ?I reached down into the water, my fingers wrapping around the thick length of his cock. He gasped, his head falling back against the rim of the tub as I guided him to my opening. I lifted my hips slightly, hovering for a heartbeat, and then slowly sank down.


    ?I let out a long, shaky moan as I took him all in. He was so big, so filling, stretching me out until every nerve ending was screaming with pleasure. I sat there for a second, buried deep, feeling the rhythmic pulse of him inside my pussy.


    ?Lennox''s hands gripped my waist, his knuckles white. "Olivia…" he choked out, his eyes squeezed shut in bliss.


    ?I started to move, my hips rolling in a slow, agonizing rhythm that had us both gasping for air. The water sshed over the sides of the tub, but neither of us cared.


    ?I didn''t just move; I rode him with a desperate, primal hunger. I braced my hands against his shoulders, leaning back as I began to bounce on him. My pussy was mped tight around his thick, throbbing cock, and with every downward thrust, the water sshed violently against the sides of the tub. The sound of my wet ass pping against the water and his thighs echoed in therge, steamy bathroom.


    ?Lennox groaned, a sound that started deep in his chest and tore through his throat. He reached up, his hands cupping my breasts, squeezing them until I cried out in pleasure. He leaned forward, taking one of my nipples into his mouth, sucking and swirling his tongue around the sensitive peak until I was seeing stars.


    ?"Lennox… fuck," I whimpered, my head tossing back.


    ?He didn''t slow down. If anything, the animal in him was waking up. His hands moved from my chest to my ass, his fingers digging into my cheeks as he took control of the rhythm. He started thrusting upward, meeting every one of my descents with a powerful, bone-deep shove that sent him buried so deep I felt him hitting my womb.


    ?"You''re so tight, Olivia," he rasped, his eyes shing with that old Alpha fire. "So fucking wet."


    ?He grabbed my ass and pulled me down hard just as he lunged up, the friction of his cock sliding against my walls making my vision blur. I was losing my mind. The fear of his "condition" was gone, reced by the raw reality of his body working, his muscles tensing, and his heat burning through me.


    ?I increased the pace, my bouncing bing frantic. I wanted to drain him, to fill myself with him until there was no room for sickness or death. My pussy pulsed around him, milking him, and I could feel the tension building in his frame, his breathing in jagged, desperate hitches.


    ?"Don''t stop," he hissed, his grip on my ass tightening until it was almost bruising. "Fuck, Olivia... I''m going to—"


    ?He didn''t finish the sentence. He let out a roar, his body jerking as he delivered three massive, final thrusts. I felt the hot, thick surge of his cum flooding my insides, filling my pussy to the brim. The sheer sensation of his release triggered my own, and my walls clutched him in a series of violent, toe-curling spasms that left me sobbing for air.


    ?I copsed against him, my slippery, sweat-slicked skin clinging to his. We sat there in the cooling water, our hearts hammering against each other in a frantic, identical rhythm. He held me tight, his face buried in my neck, his hands still trembling against my back.


    ?Worried, I looked up at him, my eyes searching his face for any sign of danger. "Are you okay?" I asked, worried that we went too far.


    ?A big smile spread across Lennox''s face. "I''ve never been this okay in my entire life." Then he pulled me in for a kiss.


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