Chapter 39 #3
White lightning whipped through me and heat swept outwards from me, an explosion of light that blinded me as I cried into my hand, as my legs shook and warmth rolled through me with each pulse of my climax that rocked me.
Kaeleron growled as he rolled me onto my back, my legs hooked over his arms, stealing my panted breaths as he inched into me, slowly filling me.
“We shall find a way to contain you later.” He groaned against my lips as he kissed me and I tasted myself on him. I wasn’t sure what he was talking about, and I didn’t care as he began thrusting into me, the position he had me in allowing him to reach deeper than I had ever felt him.
I moaned as he brought his legs forwards, kneeling as he held my backside off the ground with one hand and bent over me.
He swallowed my startled gasp as he seized hold of the front of my corset and shoved it down, exposing my breasts, and I shuddered as he broke away from my lips and sucked one of my nipples into his greedy mouth, his thrusts shallower as he moved down my body.
The blunt head of his cock rubbed against a spot that had my breaths coming faster, and they only came faster still as his shadows seized hold of me, holding me at his mercy.
He rubbed my clit with his thumb as he rocked the last few inches of his cock into me, teasing me with it as he sucked on my nipple. Too much.
“Oh gods,” I whispered as every nerve ending I possessed seemed to light up under his assault, the torment wonderfully sweet and divine, but sheer hell at the same time. I needed more.
“My greedy little wolf likes that,” he murmured against my breasts, his silver gaze wicked as he kissed across them to my other one, and pressed his thumb harder against my slick bead and began circling it.
“Kael,” I murmured and threaded my fingers through his hair as he pulled my nipple into his mouth, continuing his exquisite torment, each gentle plunge of his shaft that rubbed that spot driving me further out of my mind.
My other hand flew above my head, clutching at the grass, twisting it into my fist. “Kael.”
Desperation laced his name.
And a command.
He surged into me, his shadows spreading my legs wider, holding me tightly and at his mercy as he took me. His hands came up, capturing my wrists and pinning them to the ground as he kissed me, as his heavy breaths mingled with mine and his pelvis rubbed me with each frantic meeting of our hips.
Oh gods.
Kael drove deeper into me, harder, faster, his control slipping as he nipped at my lower lip between kisses, as his fingers clamped hard around my wrists.
Oh gods.
This was what I needed.
This ferocity.
This untamed side of him.
I growled as I arched into him, as I desperately tried to rock my hips, unable to keep still as I soared higher. Closer. Close.
His hand came down on my mouth as I shattered, stifling my howl as it tore from me, as my body bowed against his and every inch of me tensed before that blissful heat and blinding tingles swept through me.
My thighs quivered, shaking violently as I pulsed around him, as I slowly gripped him, aching for him to give me more.
He pressed his mouth to my throat as he grunted and groaned, as his back arched and he buried his throbbing shaft deep inside me, spilling scalding seed that tore another moan from me. The feel of him filling me up. Gods, I loved it.
His shadows slowly lowered me and he came to rest on top of me. I lay there with him, breathless and floating, savouring the feel of him inside me and his weight on me. On a low, bliss-filled moan, he rolled onto his back so I was on top of him.
I eased back to look at him, a smile blooming on my lips at the sight of him so thoroughly satisfied, his normally neat black hair a tangled mess and his cheeks rosy, and his silver gaze heated but hazy as he lazily smiled back at me.
He lifted a hand and brushed a piece of grass from my hair. “I love you, Saphi.”
“I love you, too, Kael.” I folded my palms over his bare chest and rested my chin on them, enjoying the view and letting him know I wasn’t going anywhere. I wasn’t done with him yet.
His hands came down on my backside, holding me on him, showing me he wasn’t done with me either.
His grin was crooked as he said, “So, what are we going to do about this mess?”
My cheeks heated, my mind instantly leaping to cleaning up the evidence of what we had just done that dampened my inner thighs.
“Magic?” I weakly offered, aware I couldn’t return to the castle with his scent all over me.
He frowned and then understanding dawned in his eyes. “Oh, I have magic that will fix that, my love… but I was talking about the other mess.”
“The other mess?” I frowned back at him.
He tilted his head back into the grass, making me want to kiss his Adam’s apple and that strong line of his jaw. “That mess.”
I lifted my head, dragging my gaze from him.
“Oh,” I said, my eyebrows high on my forehead. “That mess.”
That explosion of heat and light I had felt when I had climaxed hadn’t been quite as contained within me as I had thought.
I stared at the smouldering ring of burnt grass and trees that surrounded us.