Chapter 12 #2
Tae's shaking hand reached out. As his hand touched her bare skin, heat leaped between them.
Fire raged in the depths of his eyes. His clothing was gone in the blink of an eye, now laying in a wet heap on the rock he had previously clung to.
He was panting in a desire to hold on to his wits and slow the moment down.
Being with Eveline was too important of an occasion to hurry.
He wanted to savor every minute and have her feel treasured rather than used.
The beautiful offering of herself had reached into his heart and plucked away the last vestige of his control.
His doubts had dissolved. This woman had been reserved for him.
Their meeting, though under dire circumstances, was meant to be.
Reverently, he ran his fingers over her full breasts. Her chest rose with a deep breath as if to welcome his attention. Boldly, Tae lifted one rounded mound in his hand, lowered his head, and pressed his mouth to the dark nipple. Shudders ran through both of their bodies.
Eveline moved closer, allowing the lower portion of her body to brush against his.
She could feel the hardness of his desire push against her belly.
She was thrilled by his reaction to her.
She tugged on his head, raising it up for her kiss.
His fingers entwined with her long hair in a desperate need to draw her as near as possible.
To show him she felt the same, Eveline wrapped her legs tightly around him.
The water held them aloft in a warm embrace of its own.
Tae's hands roamed down her sleek back until they cupped her delectable bottom, pressing her forward to rub his shaft. She moaned into his mouth, as a new wetness formed at her core. Its heat called out for Tae.
Hearts pounding, they floated in a world of their own into the thundering waters of the falls.
Eveline began tracing the rigid muscles of Tae's torso.
She explored every inch of his skin. At times, she imagined she could feel the faintest hint of the weredragon's scales beneath the surface, fighting to take over.
Tae's hands found each scar left from Eveline's ten years of torment, tracing them gently, hoping in some way to heal what had come before.
The pool surrounding them seemed to heat, reaching a boiling point along with their bodies.
Unable to hold on any longer, Tae lifted Eveline and eased her down onto him, joining them for the first time.
She stiffened momentarily, reminding him that it was her first time.
He held still and soothed her, "I lost myself in you and forgot. I will never hurt you again. I swear."
"The pain lasted only an instant. Can't you feel it? My soul is calling out to yours. Make me your own, please," she demanded.
Tae began to move. His eyes did not leave Eveline's until she threw back her head so that the waterfall spilled over her tear-streaked face.
Tae knew the tears were joyous, not sad, for his own face was covered in them as well.
Her movements joined his, faster and faster.
The tightness in him built, but he held back.
He would hold on forever if that is what it took for his beloved to find her fulfillment.
As it turned out, forever was not necessary.
Her inner muscles clenched him over and over.
Her triumphant shouts were absorbed by the waterfall, as were his when he followed her into oblivion.
The pool accepted their love along with the blood sacrifice she had made with her first joining.
It added them to its power, spreading silver ripples over its surface.
The sun was already gone when Tae carried her to shore. A warm wind dried their skin as they lay entwined. "I will never forget this day as long as I have breath in my body," Tae whispered. "It is the day I truly began to live."
"Don't let it be over. Come to me again. I am so lonely without you near," Eveline confided .
Tae kissed her neck, then licked his way down to her heaving breasts.
He lavished each one with dozens of kisses.
Going lower, his tongue flicked across a scar or two, ending up in the depths of her belly button.
She squirmed and giggled at the tickling sensation.
As his head went lower still, she tugged on his hair. "Come back. What are you doing?"
Instead of answering her plea, he gave her a demonstration.
The hot breath and wet tongue on her center took the air from her lungs.
Tae spread her legs wide, opening her swollen nether lips to his gaze.
His thumb rubbed over her nub, followed by his lips, then his tongue.
Her hips involuntarily rose to meet him.
She opened like a flower and he took the invitation, sipping on her special nectar.
The climax was explosive. This time her shout echoed through the air.
If any weredragons were in flight, they would smile recognizing the sound as one of love.
Before the last spasm ended, Tae shoved himself inside to become one with Eveline.
This was his home. He needed nothing further.