CHAPTER XI #10
“Keane,” I whisper his name, wanting him to look at me. But he just flicks his tongue lower, reaching for the warm wetness that waits for him, groaning as my hips jerk even closer to his lips.
“Keane,” I tug on his hair, willing him to pause his hot torture as my body begins to build.
He only continues relentlessly, moving his lips more purposely before his hands move to my waist, pushing me back down to the ground.
I close my eyes and let go of his hair, bringing my own hands up to my breasts as I cup them hard to his movements.
Keane drops a hand to his tongue and lets two fingers plunge into me, curling them together as if reaching for his lips at my clit.
“Fuck!” I cry out, arching my hips to his fingers.
He begins moving quicker now, his own desire so apparent. Keane pulls out and then thrusts back in, flicking his fingers roughly against my wall as my full body shakes underneath him.
“Come for me, Alexis,” his tongue reaches over my center hungrily as my legs begin to tremble, “and then marry me.”
What…
My eyes shoot open to his words.
“Marry me, Alexis,” he repeats, brown eyes capturing mine.
I’m breathing too hard, lifting myself slowly up to my elbows as I look at Keane with a wildly beating heart. The room around us stills, the heat from our bodies coursing through every inch of our skin as we look back at each other.
“I have the ring,” he continues steadily, watching me with a depth of passion that I’ve never seen before. “Have had it since we left Gaumond.”
What.
“There’s no right moment anymore,” he shakes his head. “I wanted to wait until after Woodlands, even had something planned in Gaumond for when we got back home…”
I moan as he thrusts back into me, feeling him claim me so perfectly with his words.
“But I don’t want to wait anymore. I’m done waiting. I am yours, Alexis. I find my worth at your side. I take pride in knowing that it is you who holds me so easily. You who looks at me and sees me, just as you say. You are my match. My own damn Ancients flame…”
I sit up violently on the ground, my breath completely ragged as Keane sits up with me.
“I have never loved another as I do you,” he continues.
“I want you all the time. Every part of you. I want your wit and your stubborn curiousness. I want your sex and your mind. I can’t get enough of you.
I want all of you and will never stop wanting you.
From now until we greet each other in our next lives. ”
Dear Elder Father and Mother.
“I love you, Alexis. Marry me.”
Of all the words I needed to hear from Keane, I love you has never been at the top of the list. He never had to say that phrase because I felt his love with every inch of my being.
But he says the words now, looking at me with the deepest desire that completely stops my heart. I’m unable to move as I watch the words fall from his lips, the sound of them quite literally caressing my soul.
Keane leans forward and reaches a hand for my jaw, holding it steady as my body goes into a full tremble. I look back into his brown eyes, knowing that he’s everything right in my life, the only thing I want in this Old World.
I reach out for him swiftly and wrap my hands around his neck, my lips landing on his with such a strength that I know they’re going to be swollen after this kiss.
Keane’s tongue darts out in an instant, clashing against mine as his arms circle around my waist and he pulls me into his body.
He picks us up from the ground, moving us towards the bed, and it’s all I can do but kiss him with every last breath until my back hits the sheets.
Keane runs his hands slowly up my stomach and breasts before landing on my face.
He holds me passionately to him as I moan in his mouth, his knee moving against my thigh as he spreads my legs and lowers himself on top of me.
I moan again when he pushes himself into me without any hesitancy, never once letting our lips part.
His tongue catches my moan, deepening the kiss, his hands still holding my jaw beneath his.
Everything about him feels so different now than it ever has before.
I feel him differently, almost gently, as he moves out and then slides back in, making sure to fill me completely.
He’s calming and caressing, claiming every inch of my soul as his tongue continues to show me just how much he means by his words.
He rolls his hips leisurely, as if making sure I feel every part of him, angling himself so good that I’m ready to give myself over to him.
“Yes, Keane,” I manage to whisper against his lips, our bodies rocking on the bed. “It’s you and me. Always.”
Keane stares down at me with the look of a man who’s just been given the world. I tremble under the intensity of that gaze, under the intensity of him, and feel his next plunge so perfectly that he moves us across the bed.
“Only you,” I moan as he pulls out slowly, watching me below him. “I love you.”
Keane’s lips capture my words as I close my eyes. I surrender to him and his hold, knowing this man is going to be mine for the rest of my life.