Fae's Fate: Fated Mates of the Fae Royals (Summer Court Book 7)

21. Malachi

It was like Ciara had ripped my thoughts and feelings from my head and my heart. My pulse beat a steady tempo inside my temple and in my rock-hard cock. Her scent had made it near impossible to concentrate on what she was saying, but I loved her so much I’d do anything for her. I’d almost walked out of the room when she’d told me to leave. But the naked love bared on her face had kept me by her side.

If she wanted me, loved me, was in love with me too, then who was I to say no to her?

I’d always do whatever she needed to make her happy.

She needed me.

I leaned forward, and she sucked in a breath as though the anticipation was too much for her. It was too much for me. The number of times I’d fantasized about kissing her was far too many for a best friend. She was always more than that though. Ciara thought she was dark, but she was my dark. She helped counteract the blaring light in my powers.

Light and dark.

The two needed each other.

Our breaths merged as I closed the distance millimeter by millimeter. I wanted to remember this moment for the rest of my life however long that would be. If we only had a human lifetime left, then I wanted those years to be full of Ciara. But I’d do my best to make sure we had many centuries together.

Her palm was light on my cheek. Her touch sent tiny shivers through my body. I closed the last of the distance between our mouths. Our lips connected. Power jolted through me. She gasped as though she’d experienced it too. The hot breath she’d let out lit a fire inside me. I didn’t kiss her sweetly or gently like I’d planned. My lips took her mouth in a ravenous kiss. I’d kissed others before, but I’d never kissed like this. There had been no overwhelming desire with the other women I kissed to banish my feelings for my best friend. With Ciara, I was consumed by her. I loved it.

I eased her onto her back and laid my body on top of hers while still ravaging her mouth in a hungry, desperate kiss. Her lips were like honey, sweet and tasty. Her tongue was like my throbbing cock, urgent and insistent in my mouth. For a split second, I wondered who she’d learned to kiss like this from but then my power flared to my palms in a jealous rage, so I shoved the thought away. It didn’t matter who either of us had kissed before, there was only us right here, right now.

She spread her legs and wrapped them around my waist. I groaned as the heat of her desire rubbed against my cock. She rolled her hips beneath me, so I joined her in the frenzied action without conscious thought of what we were doing.

This wasn’t enough though. I needed all of her. I ripped my mouth from hers earning me a frustrated groan. As I attempted to sit up, she chased me, so I placed a hand on her chest and forced her back to the mattress.

“Wait,” I panted. “I… we…. Naked.”

She laughed but nodded. I stood in a hurry and undressed my shirt and pants. The Water Sprite material floated to the floor as though it were floating through water. Ciara shimmied out of her dress while still on the bed and the sight undone me to see her stripping for me. All of her was mine.

A delicate pink stained her cheeks when she saw me staring at her naked form, but I couldn’t drag my gaze away from her. She was perfect from the tips of her tight pink nipples to the rounded flesh of her breasts, the curve of her waist, and the blonde curls at the apex of her legs where the scent of her heat was pouring into the air even more now. I licked my lips. I longed to taste every inch of her body. And I would.

I crawled back onto the bed and noticed her staring at my straining cock. It made it jump in response to the hungry expression on her face. I dropped a kiss on her forehead and then trailed my lips down the side of her face evading her mouth, otherwise, I’d become fused with her again and lost in the blazing inferno of our kiss.

“Malachi?”

“Hmm?” I mumbled against her skin.

“You’re beautiful.”

My lips smiled even as I kissed her neck.

“Thank you.” I suckled on her neck which earned me an arch of her back. “You’re more beautiful though.”

As I reached her collarbone, I trailed tiny kisses across it before heading lower toward her breasts. Each kiss on her delicate skin made me want to mark it with love bites, but would she like that? There was only one way to find out. I opened my mouth and suckled the skin near her nipple.

“Oh, my,” she gasped.

“Did you like that?”

“I did.”

“What about this?” I closed my mouth around her nipple and lured the tight peak into the warmth of my mouth.

She cried out again and arched her back thrusting her breast closer to me. I took the invitation and sucked on her nipple harder, then harder still until her arms wrapped around my shoulders and her nails dug into my flesh.

“Aye,” she said rubbing her thighs together.

I trailed a fingertip down her stomach and then paused. What if I did this wrong?

She grabbed my wrist and urged my hand between her spread legs. I’d experienced nothing like her before. What we’d read in books paled against real life. She was slick. My finger glided over her flesh and the more I stroked my finger, the more she moaned. I needed to see what she liked, so I shifted lower on the bed until I was lying between her spread thighs.

“What are you… doing?” She gasped again as I rolled my finger over her flesh.

“I’m figuring out what I need to do for you to enjoy this.”

“Believe me, I’m enjoying anything you do.”

“Not good enough, Ciara.” I tsked. “You deserve the best.”

“So do you.” She clung to the sheets. “You haven’t let me touch you.”

“Later. You’re the one in heat.”

I turned my attention back between her legs letting my finger glide over the hard nub at the top that was the tip of her clitoris. Touching it was supposed to make her aroused, and it appeared to be doing the trick because her breathing was becoming erratic. Arousal seeped from her entrance, and I couldn’t resist the temptation to gather it up on my finger and taste it. An explosion of headiness hit my tongue. I wanted to drink it every day and I would from now on. If she ever found her fated mate, then I’d kill him to keep her for myself.

My finger dropped back to her soaked entrance and traced where I’d bury my cock. Her hips rocked side to side following my finger. Ciara’s skin grew flushed and glistened with moisture. Her nipples were so tight they seemed painful. I lifted my other hand to pinch one between my thumb and finger.

“Dia,” she groaned. “I need you inside me.”

“Like this?” I asked sliding my finger into her dripping entrance that I’d been rimming.

“Aye.” She rolled her hips downward to take more than the tip of my finger.

She was so warm and wet. I closed my eyes for a second letting this moment sink in. I was inside Ciara. Closer than we’d ever been. Her walls were tightly gripping my finger and my cock throbbed wanting to experience it too. My eyes snapped open. I couldn’t wait a moment longer. To have her as mine. Too much like all my dreams come true. I crawled up the bed keeping my finger buried deep and I kissed her again.

Ciara returned my kiss with the heat of an inferno. She was burning up and taking me with her. I didn’t care. I’d go anywhere with her. Her hips rolled beneath me making my finger thrust in and out of her with no effort from me. That wouldn’t do. If that was the motion she desired, then that was what she’d get from me.

I withdrew my hand making Ciara huff as though she hated me leaving her. I wasn’t leaving. Merely changing how I’d be inside her. This was it. We were about to lose our virginity to each other. My best friend and the woman I loved. I coated my cock with her arousal, then held the base as I guided it between her legs. She opened her thighs even wider urging me on to take her. Own her. Make her mine in a way I shouldn’t. I couldn’t stop now even if her fated mate walked through the door.

The blunt tip of my cock touched her warm flesh, and I groaned from the slight contact. She held her breath as though this moment was bigger than both of us. Bit by bit I eased inside her until I had to shift my hand out of the way. She let out her breath and I thrust the rest of the way inside.

“Are you all right?” I asked.

“Aye.”

“I didn’t hurt you?”

“Never.” She lifted her head and kissed me.

It broke my restraint. Nature or instinct took over and my hips plunged thrusting my cock along her tight walls. Each surge of our bodies coming together had never been so right. She wrapped her legs around my waist taking me even deeper. Her hands clung to my shoulders. My tongue slid against hers as our mouths couldn’t part for even a second on this momentous occasion. I never dreamed it would be this good. My balls tightened as the pleasure grew too much. Her walls squeezed against my thrusting cock, so each slide was more pleasurable than the last.

Ciara’s breathing grew erratic. I’d never experienced a woman’s orgasm, but I wanted to experience Ciara’s. I shoved back my pleasure for a moment, slid my hands under her back, and drew her body closer to mine. Her moans grew louder now as though being closer to me was what she needed.

Deep inside her muscles tightened and tightened until she exploded. Contractions of her orgasm squeezed my cock, and I followed her into ecstasy. My eyes rolled back in my head. Blood pounded inside my ears as my heart pounded so hard, I thought I might pass out from sheer pleasure. Ciara’s hands gripped me harder against her, then she ripped her mouth from mine and drew in a ragged breath.

I’d never in my life experienced anything like this. Happy didn’t even cover it. Euphoric maybe wasn’t enough. Out of the blue, my power throbbed as though it wanted me to mark her as my mate, but I couldn’t do that. She might change her mind about me when she met the real man destined for her. I’d love her and pleasure her for as long as she’d have me.

Then I’d die of a broken heart when she left me, for I was sure she would put a fated mate before me even though she said otherwise. I appreciated how much she revered her parent’s relationship. There was no way she’d give up having a fated mate even for me.

Her legs dropped from my waist, and I lowered her back to the mattress before little by little leaving her body even though I didn’t want to, and my cock was still semi-hard.

Ciara smiled at me with love shining in her eyes and it chased away the dark thoughts.

“You… we…”

She laughed. “We should have been doing this for years.”