Chapter 11 #2
Shivers traveled down my body at his words, and finally, he undid the laces and slipped the bodice down.
His lips brushed against my shoulders, and he pressed delicate kisses across my back.
I tugged down the dress, then stood and felt Madden stand with me as he pulled the rest of it down, leaving me in my chemise.
I slowly turned to face him, my hard nipples peaking through and visible underneath the thin, transparent fabric.
I locked eyes with Madden and shrugged the undergarment off. It dropped and pooled at my feet.
Madden stared, his gaze lapping me up like a man who was desperate for a drink.
I’d always been told I was beautiful but never felt it. Not with any of the men who’d come to rescue me, who treated me like an empty vessel. But here, now, with Madden gazing upon me like I was a rare gem, I’d never felt more powerful, more alive.
I stepped toward him and fingered his black leather vest. “Well, this isn’t fair.”
He wrapped his arms around me and brought me to him. “Who said anything about fair?”
He kissed me again, harder this time, both of us unable to get enough of each other as our hands, tongue, mouths moved with a frenzied need.
Spirits below. I might combust. It was like I was on fire. Wait. I was on fire. I looked down, and flames flickered from Madden’s fingertips, not hot but warm, pleasant. They skittered out to my shoulders, my thighs, my buttocks, massaging every inch. I gasped.
“Madden,” I said between breaths.
He lay me down on the ground, holding my gaze the entire time.
He braced both hands on either side of the cave floor, caging me with his body.
His lips found mine again, and heat flooded between my legs, which trembled as another flame caressed the insides of my thighs.
I’d never seen anyone wield their fire like this.
My hands lifted and tangled in his hair. “You didn’t tell me you were so good at wielding fire magic,” I said between kisses.
“Don’t like to brag,” he said in return, teeth nipping at my bottom lip.
“If I’d known this was one of your skills, I’d have put you to use in so many different ways.”
He pulled back and chuckled darkly. “You haven’t seen anything yet, Princess. Those boys who all came to rescue you, the reason they ran was because they were afraid.”
My chest squeezed painfully. Is that what he thought? That I was scary, some monster? I never wanted someone to see me, see anyone, like that. We, humans and creatures, were far too complicated to be boxed into a neat category just to make it easier to hate us.
“Afraid of what?” I asked, not sure I wanted to hear his answer.
“You,” he said. “Your confidence, that you know who you are. They couldn’t mold you or shape you into what they wanted.”
His answer melted all the pain away.
“And you don’t want to do that?” I asked.
“Spirits below, no,” he breathed out. His eyes glittered with want. “I could ask for the perfect woman ten times over, and I don’t think I’d ever get something as glorious as you.”
His chest rose and fell with labored breaths, and I placed my hand over his heart. “Then show me.”
“Show you what?”
“What else you can do with those flames.”
At that the fire around him flared, bright orange, red, and yellow. I’d unleashed a beast, one that I had no intention of taming.
His erection pressed against his black leather pants, and it took all my self control not to rip his pants off, grab him, and guide him inside me.
“Patience, Princess,” he said, smiling, as if he knew exactly what I wanted.
“Madden.” My voice took on a teasing tone. “Is that a smile on your lips?”
He leaned down and took one of my nipples into his mouth, sucking and releasing it, making me gasp.
“I guess you bring out the best in me,” he said and lowered himself in between my legs.
His fingers parted my wet flesh, and I shuddered just at that simplest touch. The flames circled my thighs now, then traveled up my body to my breasts, flicking at my sensitive nipples. I arched and whimpered.
“Stay with me, Princess,” Madden said. “I want to taste you. To touch you. To show you just how amazing you are.”
He dipped his head down, his tongue stroking up and down my clit. I moaned and grasped the mossy floor, my fingers digging into the earth. Fiery hells, this felt good. My entire body tightened, a delicious pressure building.
“That’s right, come for me,” he said, his voice rough, his stubble brushing against my thighs in a way that made me squirm. “You taste as exquisite as I knew you would.”
He plunged his tongue inside of me, and I rocked my hips to meet each thrust. That pressure grew, stronger and stronger as he licked, his hands on both thighs, kneading me gently.
The flames caressed the rest of my body, all of it becoming too much.
I cried out Madden’s name as I exploded, and my body went limp with the most perfect exhaustion.
Madden grinned, swiping his fingers up my soaked flesh and then licking each one. “Mmm,” he said reverently.
He leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to my mouth.
“That was . . .” I trailed off, unable to find the words to describe what that was. Better than anything I’d ever experienced in my life.
“What are you thinking right now?” Madden murmured, laying next to me, his hand resting on my stomach.
I turned to him. “I’m glad you stumbled into my curse.”
He nuzzled me with his nose. “Me too, Princess.”
I turned and reached down, stroking the bulge under his leather trousers. He shuddered.
“You’re still fully clothed,” I pointed out. “And that just won’t stand.”
He arched a thick brow as I rolled on top of him, straddling him.
“Now this looks familiar,” he said, grinning up at me.
I grinned, remembering the first time we met. “I guess we’ve come full circle.”
I rubbed myself over his erection.
He let out a moan that made my thighs clench. His full lips looked so delicious. I leaned down and kissed his mouth, trailing my lips over his stubbled jaw, down his neck, all the while rubbing myself against his hard length.
“I get to have some fun too,” I said.
“I think this might be fun for both of us.” He cocked an eyebrow. “And I’m not arguing.”
I tugged down his pants, and set free his erection. His cock bobbed, long and thick. Perfect. I shimmied down his body and licked the bead of moisture off.
“Oh fuck,” he said, and I crawled back up his body and captured his mouth with mine.
I slipped myself over him, and we both let out a moan. He thrust, and I matched him, in rhythm with his movements. He felt so right, more right than anything else in my life. I didn’t know what happened when we left this place, but whatever was coming, we would face it together.
Madden and I rocked, my clit grinding into his pelvic bone, his cock pushing deep inside me.
He leaned his head up as I hovered over him and took a nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it.
Waves of pleasure rolled through my body, and we both increased our pace, matching each other’s frantic movements.
“Kiss me,” I said. “Now.”
I leaned my head down to meet his, and our lips crashed, tongues as frenetic as our bodies. We cried into each other’s mouths, coming together. His cock pulsed inside me as he spilled his seed.
We stayed still, our sweaty bodies pressed together, our chests rising and falling with quick breaths.
Finally I peeled myself away and rolled off him, curling into his side.
Fully sated, my eyes felt heavy. “You’d think after being stuck in a sleeping curse for so long, I wouldn’t need any more.”
Madden pressed a kiss to my forehead. “Sleep, Princess.”
And so I did, my head against Madden’s chest, my heart beating in time with his.