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Her hips rose and fell over his in a slow and gentle motion. Her entrance sliding against the length of him and teasing the head ruthlessly. She ran her hands over his shoulders, along the muscles of his arms, his chest, and his thighs. Her nails left a trail of taunting anticipation in their wake as they wandered, coming back to flick at the hard nubs she’d made of his nipples. Delicate fingers explored the line of his jaw, his cheeks, the shape of his nose and brow, as if learning him and committing every contour to memory.
A deep look into his eyes was all the warning he got before, on the next undulation, she sank down onto him. Encasing the hard length of his cock inside her velvet heat. The further in she took him, the harder the press of her hips, the more ragged her breathless moans came. And still her eyes stayed locked on his. The more he fought to hold still. To allow her to take from him what she needed. His hands roamed her back, squeezed the sweet globes of her ass, and tugged at the long wet strands of her silky hair.
Once she was fully seated, her hips flush with his he couldn’t stop his hips from rising, seeking more of her. His cock twitched deep inside her and her corresponding sounds of pleasure sent a thrill through his being. Make it fantastic, that’s all he had to do. Easy, right? Nothing but sounds of pleasure left their lips, the need for words long gone. Words, such irrelevant things when one was drowning in pure, carnal sensation
The faster she moved, the tighter she gripped him, and the harder he fought for control. The sounds of her pleasure filled his ears as they echoed in the hidden chamber of stone and water. He pressed a kiss to Nithe’s mate mark on the soft skin of her left breast, and he gasped as her inner muscles tightened almost painfully, her moan was music to his ears. And then she kissed him, long and hard, slow and tender, nipping at his lips and soothing the sweet sting until with a shout they both exploded. The release rocked him to his core as her body shook and shuddered in the aftermath.
He felt like an open book, a canvas laid bare. He knew as she looked down into his face what she could see. His lust, his love, his vulnerability. The hard edges, the soft ones, and buried in the heart of him, guarded by the black cage of tortured memory, hid his pain. The memory was locked down so tightly he didn’t think even she, with her unique powers, could reach them. He hoped she wasn’t the type to try.
Jezzie was happy to stay wrapped in the warmth of Roth’s embrace for as long as he wanted to hold her. He smelled divine, whatever it was it made her want to lick at his skin and devour every inch of him, even after the amazing sex they’d had. And yet it calmed her, making her feel like a cat who wanted nothing more than to rub up against him and purr her contentment.
Roth looked shaken as he gazed up at her. His feelings tumbled through her like rapid fire. His pain sang to her of trauma and self loathing, similar to Nithe’s, and yet she detected something not right with it. Like a taste which didn’t quite fit. She wouldn’t force her way in, not now, not ever. She could think of no greater betrayal to one she loved than to pry something like that open and tear it away from them.
Through the darkness of the pain that surrounded his emotions, she caught a flash, brief and bright, and it made her smile. She took his face in her hands and let her feelings sink into him, offering him the love and desire she felt for him.
The light of hope and trust still shone in Roth’s heart. And you could bet your ass she’d be the one to set it free. When he was ready, of course.
Large shadows blocked the entrance to the waterfall moments before Nithe and Athon’s voices sounded just outside.
“What do you mean we should give them a moment? Like we don’t know what they were doing.” Athon laughed, followed by a grunt. “Hey! What was that for?”
“For being a dumbass, obviously.”
But Nithe didn’t sound annoyed. He sounded happy and relaxed, which just added to the feeling inside her that insisted everything was perfect now. Well, almost perfect.
She slid off of Roth’s lap and his cock left her greedy little bitch of a pussy, her inner muscles proclaimed their desire to have him back inside her, where he belonged. Stupid body parts. Roth stood beside her and kissed her deeply before they shared a cunning look and splashed through the curtain of water with as much gusto as they could manage. Dousing the cheeky duo on the other side as they hit and kicked at the water’s surface.
The guys took one look at Roth, then turned their attention to her before they pounced. Nithe leaped at Roth, taking him under, as Athon dived, his shoulder brushed her knees. He stood and hauled her out of the water, smacked her bare ass and then tossed her back in like a lousy fish.
When she came up sputtering, she saw them laughing their asses off. All except Nithe, he looked wary. Good boy, he knew Athon was going to be in trouble.
“Okay. Right. Athon, my dear?” she simpered.
“Ah, yes, babe?” The laughter was replaced with uneasiness.
“Just remember something, will you? I have a long memory, and an even longer eternity to get you back for this. I’m willing to bet you wouldn’t want your cock bedazzled? That shit really hurts to peel off.”
The look of utter horror which fell over his previously smug face set Jezzie off in a fit of laughter so intense she had to hold her stomach. Though, she was serious. She’d thought of doing it to Ballzy once. Just for shits and giggles, and because he’d deserved it. But the opportunity never arose and the thought of touching his ding-a-ling again made her feel all icky.
Athon begged for forgiveness and she played along. Pretending to be the evil queen and begrudgingly agreeing to do so, all with a smile on her face that Athon returned.
Soon after, they found themselves lying in a heap on the soft, warm grass. The guys had put their pants back on, despite her pouting, and she’d donned Nithe’s black button down shirt and her underwear. Her legs were still too wet and sticky for the torture that was required to pull them back on and the weather was such she was happy to go without them.
“What happened after you left the alley, Jez? I mean, I now know I interrupted your feeding and all, but I couldn’t find you. How’d you end up here? Please tell us as much as you can,” Roth asked softly as he stroked her hair.
She lifted her head from his lap and sighed, looking over to Nithe who nodded with a wry smile.
“Better get it over with, a stór. Then we just have to fill in the gaps later, not the whole thing.” His voice hitched a little, so she shifted over and wrapped her arms about his waist and squeezed extra tight.
“If you remember, I may have been a little pissed off as I stormed away?” she questioned slowly.
“Uh, yeah. A little?” Roth stared at her incredulously.
“Yeah, yeah. Anyway, I’d left it too long since my last meal, and with panic setting in at the next to zero chance of finding a replacement as my energy was draining away, my shadows took over.” Athon went to interrupt, but she held up a single finger and shook her head. “They took me to the one place anyone who needed a soul was guaranteed to find one.”
“No.” The faint sound came from Roth’s parted lips as his face turned the color of cold ashes.
The place did have a reputation, after all, and Balthazar wasn’t known for his kindness.
