Chapter 25
Aurora
I’m lost in analyzing what Arc’s plan is now when a small figure appears in front of Soren and me.
“Feeling better I see,” Maeve says.
Soren smiles at her before he crouches down to her level. “Much better, thank you, Maeve.”
She places her small hand on his. “There is something I have to tell you, if you’d like to know.” Her brown eyes are patient for an answer.
His brow furrows, and he peers up at me. I return a worried glance. While I appreciate her gifts, her visions fill me with a sense of unease.
When the meeting room is mostly clear, we follow Maeve to a table near the back. She sits, gesturing for us to do the same. I smile at the formality of this young child. Then my heart tugs at her stolen childhood. The time to be carefree and blissfully aloof.
“What is it, Maeve? What do you have to tell me?” Soren asks.
I fix my gaze on the girl but slide my hand into Soren’s atop the table.
“You are a great sentinel, Soren. And your parents, Orla and Cathal, would be proud of you.” She smiles politely at him, her long lashes dusting the air.
Soren takes a sharp inhale. “Thank you.”
“But they were your parents only in this world.”
I tilt my head, and Soren’s expression falters. “What do you mean?” I ask.
Maeve continues. “You are from the same world as Aurora and me, just a different time.”
My heart rate spikes. I look at Soren, who pales.
“You were just a toddler when you came through the veil. It was Cathal and Orla who found you. They didn’t like the thought of sending you back alone through a portal, not knowing where you’d end up.
They knew it was best to tell everyone you were their child.
It was the only way to protect you from falling into the wrong hands. ”
I gasp. Soren is a half-blood descendent. Like me.
Soren swallows. “And you know this because of your visions?”
Maeve nods.
“Soren,” I whisper. He squeezes my hand tighter.
I can’t stop the question from slipping from my lips. “And how long ago was that?”
Maeve blinks. “I can’t say for sure, but he’s been in Silverveil for over a hundred years.”
Soren looks at me with tears in his eyes. I can’t comprehend what Maeve is saying.
“You were meant to find her. To be here first.” She smiles kindly at him.
He doesn’t take his eyes off me. “Then consider me the luckiest male to have ever lived. This world or otherwise.”
Everyone busies themselves in preparing for travel, which leaves Soren and me alone in Mei’s quiet cabin after Maeve’s revelation. The short walk was silent, but a sense of content filled the space between us. Like something had shifted into place.
I quietly shut the door to our bedroom and turn to Soren sitting on the edge of the bed, rubbing his eyes. My cloak drops heavily to the floor as I step between his legs. I tuck his hair behind his rounded ears, smiling. “I guess this explains the ears.”
He chuckles, looking up at me while his hands slide to the back of my thighs. “Wait until Olin hears.”
I laugh at the thought of his jolly friend. “You have to admit, it’s quite the love story. We crossed time and space to find each other.” I smile down at him, running my thumb over his bottom lip.
His hand moves to mine, holding my thumb against his mouth. He kisses it softly before his lips trail up my arm. I exhale, giving into his touch.
I lift my tunic over my head, letting it drop to the floor. My nipples perk beneath my thin chemise and Soren turns his sights on the swell of my breasts.
His hands slip behind my back, pulling me to him. His warm mouth wraps around the bud of my nipple, the heat of his breath causing the chemise to plaster to my skin. I moan, sliding my hands through his hair.
While his mouth works my breasts, his hands move to the front of my leggings, tugging them loose before sliding them down my thighs. His hands slip to the warmth of my core.
“Soren,” I moan as his fingers slide into my wetness.
I reach for the ties of my chemise, desperate to bare myself to him.
To feel his hands and mouth on my heated skin.
But he catches my wrist in a tight grip.
“Not a chance,” he growls. His fingers slip from between my thighs to under the thin material of my chemise, and in a single breath, his fingers plunge through the center, ripping it open.
I startle. “Oh!” His hands slide the material off my shoulders before his mouth returns to my chest. I gasp and my head falls back. When his fingers return to my core, his lips wrap around my nipple, sucking it gently into his mouth.
I moan louder, holding onto his back. He rolls us over on the bed before kneeling on the edge.
After he pulls my leggings all the way down, I lie exposed in front of him, panting and eager.
His gaze lingers before he crawls to me, parting my legs with his hands.
His amber eyes gleam at my wetness and my thoughts turn feral at the thought of his mouth on me.
He rests back on his heels, removing his heavy layers of clothing. He stands when he gets to his pants, and I brace myself for the sight of him.
Once free, his hardened length stands proud and glistening.
I exhale, needing to be filled and embraced by him.
He heeds my call and returns to me, crashing his lips to mine before trailing his mouth down my chest and stomach.
As he settles between my legs, my head tips back at the heat from his mouth.
When his lips wrap around the sensitive bud at the apex of my thighs, I nearly lose it. I’ve gone too long without his touch. I cry out, twisting the sheets beneath my fingers, desperate to hold on to this bliss.
His tongue moves methodically, lapping at me, nipping and sucking in all the right places. He edges me closer to climax, and when he inserts two fingers deep into my core, I can no longer contain the release that has risen within me.
I scream his name as the climax tears through me, igniting every cell in my body. My magic buzzes to life beneath my skin, illuminating me in a pulsing glow. Soren smiles against my slick skin, but continues to torture me with his tongue.
When my breathing slows, he pulls away, maneuvering himself above me. “Oh, My Flame, I’ve missed you.” He kisses me, leaving traces of my arousal on my lips.
My brain can’t form words. I’m delirious with pleasure. My hands move across his taut chest, down his corded arms, and across his rigid back. He’s toned for power and protection.
Sensing my need, Soren pushes into me with one long thrust. My mouth gapes at the pressure and I reach for him, caressing his face. He kisses my palm before he pumps into me, slow at first.
My breath catches in my throat. To be so close to him. To be a part of him, if only for a short time. His mouth lowers to my neck, his tongue tracing tiny circles along my heated skin, slick with sweat. My hands dance along his body, never getting enough. I’ll never get enough of him.
His movement quickens, chasing our need for release.
When his lips meet mine and his tongue plunges deep within my mouth, we become frantic.
I feel my climax building, and I wrap my legs tightly around his waist. We are together.
We found each other against all odds. And he is everything I’ll ever need.
He slams into me, and the fullness makes me clench around him. A moment later, another wave of pleasure bursts through me, rippling from my core. Soren’s mouth stays on mine as he finds his own release, moaning deeply into my mouth. When he stills, he kisses me softly. “I love you, Aurora.”
I gaze into the glimmering eyes of this incredible man. This powerful half-blood fae descendent who is full of love for me. “I love you, too.”