Chapter 41
Chapter Forty-One
She awoke the next day, with her limbs entangled with Aodhan’s, as he ran a calming hand over her hair. “Did you sleep well?” he asked in a low voice in her ear.
“Mm-hmm,” Sierra murmured, it being too early to formulate a response that included words.
She kept her eyes closed, focusing on the way his hands felt as they ran through her loose black curls.
Although Sierra had always hated her skin, she had always loved her hair.
It was the kind other women wished they had.
A mix between wavy and curly, it fell naturally into loose curls no matter what the weather was outside or how she had slept.
Aodhan’s hand drifted lower, falling from her hair to her backside, giving it a slight squeeze.
“Are we in a rush this morning?” she whispered, her voice laced with hope as other parts of her body awoke at his touch.
“We only have about half a day’s travel to the seer, so I think there’s time,” he whispered back, his hand creeping between her legs to press against her clit. At the feel of him brushing her through the fabric, arousal immediately pooled in her core.
“Here, open your mouth,” he whispered.
Sierra trusted Aodhan, and did as he asked, unsurprised when she felt the same melting tablet on her tongue. “You brought them with you?”
“Why would I leave them behind?” Aodhan asked, swallowing his own tablet.
Before Sierra could ask more questions, he was pressing her up against the inside of the tree, trailing kisses down her neck.
With the hand that wasn’t rubbing her between her legs, he guided one of her hands to his cock, already straining at the laces of his pants.
“I dreamed of you last night, and it was torture to wait for you to wake up.”
Sierra let out a gasp. “That feels good,” she moaned, as she rubbed him through his pants.
“Hm, think you can come for me this way?” Aodhan said in a low murmur, his breath fanning against her earlobe.
Feeling her orgasm already building in her core, Sierra could do nothing but nod. Aodhan continued his ministrations, pressing against her clit lightly as he moved his hand back and forth between her legs at the same rhythm with which she stroked him with her hand.
“Come on, come for me, mo grá."
At the sound of his nickname for her, Sierra toppled over the edge, digging the fingernails of the hand that wasn’t on his cock into Aodhan’s shoulders as she came.
It took her a moment to regain control of her breathing as she panted in Aodhan’s chest, trying to stay at least somewhat quiet in case they still had to be cautious.
Aodhan was paying attention because the minute she was done, gasping for breath, he repositioned them, so his hard cock was pressed between their bodies as she sat on his lap.
“Are you ready for me?”
Sierra nodded, reaching down to undo the button on her pants. Aodhan helped her slip them off before pulling off his own pants.
Lifting her as if she weighed nothing, he placed her on top of him, easily guiding himself between her slickened folds. As he slowly sank her down, Sierra moaned in ecstasy, placing her hands on his shoulders once again so she could have the leverage to move.
Aodhan began to move beneath her, thrusting up into her as she pressed herself down. They found their rhythm quickly; the only sound in the tree was their breaths echoing back at them.
“You feel too good,” He huffed. “I won’t last much longer. You need to come again, mo grá.”
Sierra gripped his shoulders harder, pushing her clit forward against his body to get some friction to fuel her pending orgasm. Within a few seconds of the adjusted position, Sierra was coming hard, fighting the urge to call out his name.
Not a moment later, Aodhan exploded as well, spilling himself inside of her with a gasp. He was also finding it difficult to be quiet, having to bite Sierra’s shoulder to keep from moaning loudly with his orgasm. It would probably leave a bruise later, but she didn’t care.
Sierra collapsed on his chest, and Aodhan wrapped his arms around her. They sat in silence for a few minutes, enjoying the feeling of each other.
“You know,” Aodhan broke the silence, “I hate the situation we are in now, but I wouldn’t want to change a thing and run the risk of not meeting you.”
“I feel the same way.” Sierra’s voice came out a bit husky, and foreign to her ears. “After all, who wouldn’t want to have sex in a hollowed-out tree trunk?”
Aodhan tossed his head back and laughed. “You never cease to entertain me.”
Sierra shrugged. “That’s what I’m here for: entertainment.”
He lifted his eyebrows suggestively. “Do I get to pick the type of entertainment?”
“We just had sex.” Sierra rolled her eyes, knowing he could still see it in the low light.
“I told you, we Fae have insane recovery times. I’m ready for round two.”
“If we do another round, I’m going to need a nap. Then we will never get to the seer.”
“You’re right,” Aodhan agreed, shifting Sierra off him and handing her her pants. “Just hold on to those for a moment. I’ll check outside; you can relieve yourself, then put them on.”
Sierra nodded. This was the one thing they didn’t tell you about the adventure of outdoor sex: not having a way to clean up afterward.
Aodhan swiftly stood, tugging on his pants, before peeking out through the opening of the trunk. “It’s clear,” he called over his shoulder. “I’ll stand a few feet forward to give you some privacy.”