Chapter 72
Caspian
Caspian might have mistaken this for a dream if he thought his mind capable of creating a fantasy so perfect as this.
Keira lay beneath him on the bed he had set at the pool’s edge, her warm skin flushed from the heat of the pool.
Her eyes fluttered open and shut heavily as she stretched out her nearly naked form, seeking a comfortable position.
She settled facing away from him, her back against his chest.
Slowly, Caspian lowered himself to lie beside her, cradling her body with his own. A sigh of contentment rose from her chest as she shifted closer. He let out a full breath, hoping to relax some of the tension coiled with him. Yet his focus centered on his hardened length, burning to be touched.
Watching her flush and squirm, screaming with pleasure beneath him had been irresistible, utterly intoxicating. To know he had been the one to send her over the edge had stirred something deep within him. Something potent and primal.
The firelight danced over her curves as Caspian marveled at the sigh tof her, the softness of her skin beneath his touch.
She was entirely at peace in his arms, vulnerable as she was, as if she knew as well as he did that he would protect her with every power he possessed, to his dying breath if need be.
A pang lit in his chest as he realized she had already done the same for him, time and again.
His fingertips combed through her hair, wondering how he could ever repay her, how he’d ever deserved her. A thick lock of her hair fell loose under his touch, coming free of its pins. It appeared many of them had become unfastened, no doubt his own doing.
He set to work gently, finding the pins buried in her curls and releasing them.
Focusing on a task cooled his blood, somewhat anyway.
If she needed to rest, he would give that to her with as much comfort as he could provide.
There was a selfish motive to the task as well, as it gave him a reason to keep touching her.
Her hair smelled of pine woods and spiced wine and another scent that was entirely her own. Caspian breathed it in deep as he brushed through her curls, savoring her as he searched for any remaining pins. Keira sighed a contented moan as she turned over her shoulder to face him.
Her eyes still held that dreamy heaviness even as she studied his features. Caspian’s heart grew tighter in his chest. His hand curled to the nape of her neck, needing to feel her closer as the other found the smooth skin of her hip.
“Caspian,” she whispered his name like a spell, drawing him into her.
He met her with an urgency that surprised even himself. A low moan sounded against his lips as Keira ground into him. Instinct drove him deeper against her, his length pinned between them. It took everything in him not to roll her on her stomach and drive himself into her that very second.
Instead, he focused on their kiss, deepening the connection as his hand ranged over her skin. Disappointment flared in him as he reached her breasts, the band that was still covering them. He removed the fabric with a tug until it was loose around her waist.
Keira swore against his lips as he took her in hand, thumb flicking over her nipple.
Fate’s mercy, she was soft and full and warm to the touch.
Her breasts were truly perfection. Caspian held her firmly, perhaps too firm as she broke away from his kiss with a hot sigh.
But she didn’t tell him to stop. Instead, she ground her perfect ass against him further.
Caspian struggled to take in a breath of sanity as her body writhed against his. His other hand left her hair, desperate to touch her, to hold her closer.
He watched as she took his hand, bringing it to her parted lips. The air left his lungs as her tongue drug up the length of his finger. Her wide green eyes watched him with carnal interest as she closed her lips around the tip.
There was no choice behind his next movements, as he positioned himself so his cock rested against her sweet folds.
Heat radiated from her, an enticing warmth, beckoning him deeper.
Yet his focus was still captivated by the sight of her mouth playing with his fingers, worshiping them in a way he could only imagine for other uses.
Keira took him in deep, enough for him to feel the back of her throat. His eyes rolled back in his head as he mindlessly pushed himself into her, breaking through her threshold into the glorious heat within.
She gasped, his finger still in her mouth as he began to move against her, not inserting himself much further than her entrance. It seemed that was enough. Her eyes were once again burning with need. A groan was building steadily in her chest.
Her mouth opened wide as her breathing grew heavier. Caspian couldn’t resist rubbing his thumb along her bottom lip as he drove into her just a touch further. Her eyes rolled back as she opened her legs, draping herself over him.
Caspian drank in the sight, the whole of her bared before him as he took her full breasts in hand once more.
He could see their point of connection, the subtle motions that were causing her skin to flush, her breath quicken.
The whole of it was overwhelming, beyond dreams and fantasies.
As she reached between her legs, her back arched suddenly as she called out with pleasure. Her fingers worked furiously.
“Don’t stop,” she panted over and again.
Every part of him wanted to sheath himself fully inside her, but fear that he would ruin whatever magic had overtaken her kept him to his steady shallow movements. She was going to be the death of him, but he would risk it if it meant seeing her come apart again on his cock.
Caspian felt it the moment she crested the wave. The jolt of tension overtook her whole body. The cry built within her for a heartbeat before unleashing to echo off the stone walls. It was fierce and vulnerable, battle cry and surrender.
“More!” Keira panted. “Caspian, I need-”
She did not have the time to even finish her words before Caspian rose, coming between her legs.
Her eyes met his, their mutual need growing taut between them. Caspian buried himself inside her with a single stroke, their cries mingling around them, a harmony of ecstasy.
Caspian held her firm as he drove into her, no longer able to deny the instinct coursing through him. Below him, her breath was shallow and heated. Her hair was splayed about her chaotically, her green eyes wide and wild in a way that dared him to take her deeper, faster.
Fire gathered in his spine. The perfect warmth of her center felt as though it was gripping him tighter than ever, and he couldn’t get enough, couldn’t even slow his relentless movements.
He was about to burst, but he didn’t want to finish before she’d had her fill.
Beneath him, her face was pink, lips parted in an endless chorus of carnal pleasure that was driving him to madness.
Her hands were massaging her full breasts as she sang for him. Her touches gave him an idea.
He licked the pad of his thumb and sent it between her legs, looking for that spot.
Keira’s eyes widened as her chest heaved.
Caspian didn’t stop, attention split between the movements of his hand and the unforgiving rhythm driving him further inside her.
She called out finally, her fingers digging into him as she rode out another wave of pleasure.
His chest tightened, breath catching as his own release overtook him.
The ecstasy of it was too much for his body to contain as he spilled into her.
Caspian caught himself on his hands as he fell, arms shaking as tremors continued to rock him to his core.
It seemed the only thing keeping him tethered to this world was her touch on his skin.
Caspian hadn’t realized that his eyes were shut until he felt her hand on his cheek. He looked down at her, chest still heaving for air as he tried to gather himself. He felt as though she had shattered him to his core and yet made him whole. He was broken and made new, made hers.
His eyes returned to hers as if they were the center of his world. Her fingers brushed against him, and he felt the simple touch ripple through his whole body.
“I love you,” she breathed, the words brushing against his lips.
Caspian pushed back the dark hair plastered to her brow, his touch stroking down her cheek, her jaw, tracing a gentle line down her body. All the while his eyes never left hers. “And I am yours, now and forever.”