His sudden retreat made me gasp in surprise. But then those strong hands closed around my hips to lift me up to him.
“Your entire body is.”
The bright sunlight filtering in through the window must have revealed everything to his hungry gaze as he spread my thighs. Yet I couldn’t summon even a hint of shame at the wanton position—no, my blood burned with wild anticipation, and I spread my legs evenwider in invitation. A reverent look flashed over Noctis’s face. His warm breath brushed against me. Oh, yes. I needed him so much.
“And I truly missed your cunt,” he told me, his voice reduced to a rough growl. An open-mouthed kiss to the apex of my thighs. “So sweet.” My entire body trembled as he nibbled along sensitive skin, coming closer and closer to where I wanted him most. “So hot.” The first lick over my clit, and I closed my thighs around his head with a choked whine. “Always so utterly wet for me.”
When he thrust that clever tongue inside me, I was lost. Only his unfaltering grip kept me centered. I squirmed in his hold in an undeniable desire for more. Canting my hips against his face in a quicker and quicker rhythm, I gave myself over to the pleasure completely, the wonderful heat building in my abdomen growing into a tempest, longing to break.
Noctis drank me in like a man dying of thirst, his tongue caressing me tirelessly, the sounds that escaped him as he pleasured me as unrestrained as my own loud moans.
My climax raged through me with breathtaking force. For a moment I feared I was suffocating him, my thighs a vise around him, my hands buried deep in the silky strands of his hair. Not that Noctis seemed to mind. His face was alive with a wild elation, his eyes aglow as I fell back on the table with a hoarse “Sweetlyr,” completely spent.
I gathered enough strength to sit up and look at him. “I missed you, too,” I said, a challenging smile appearing on my lips. “At least your clever tongue.”
“Oh,saeraery, I promised I would make it up to you,” he murmured, leaning over me with blazing dark eyes. His lips found mine, elegant fingers already dancing over the damp curves of my body again, reigniting the flame before it had the slightest chance to gutter out. “This was definitely only the beginning.”
CHAPTER
53
Noctis
Icarried Rada to the bedroom when she was in the state I loved most: loose-limbed with pleasure, fucked thoroughly out of her mind.
Her glorious hair spilled over the sheets in a fiery wave of copper, gold, and red, her silver eyes hazy as I laid her down on the bed. I followed immediately, crawling on top of her, claiming those beckoning lips in a deep kiss. My hand wandered back between her thighs, a groan escaping me at how incredibly wet she was. A tremble racked her body as I breached her. Oversensitive after all I had done to her. And still quite ready for more, her hips canting up instinctively. So ready I suspected I could do to her whatever I wanted, and she would let me. The knowledge settled hot and heavy in my stomach, my already hard cock twitching painfully.
Our eyes met and held as I slowly pushed inside her, the feeling of that welcoming wet heat around me so intense, my control threatened to unravel once more. Stars, she was my undoing. And I wouldn’t want it any other way.
Then suddenly Rada tensed. A helpless sob escaped her, her hands fluttering over my shoulders like small, agitated birds. I froze, catching sight of her face, where rapture mingled with piercing anguish. Tears welled up in her eyes, one glistening drop tracing her temple before vanishing into her hair.
“I thought I had lost you,” she whispered, her voice fractured by another sob that shook her body. “For so long, I truly believed you were gone…”
“I know. I know.” I kissed each tear that escaped off her skin. My heart ached at the thought of how alone she must have felt, how desperate. If only I had known she didn’t hate me. If only I had found the courage to seek her out sooner. “Should we stop?” I asked, bracing myself on my forearms above her.
She shook her head and kissed me, the sweetness of her mixed with the bitter taste of her sorrow. “No. Make love to me.” Her legs wound around my hips, pressing me deeper inside her. “Make me forget everything that has happened.”
Our bodies started to move in a slow, languid rhythm. I had wondered if it would feel different now that we were both Human. And it did. Gone was the fierce, sometimes aggressive passion we had shared as enemies, drawn together against all reason. Gone was the frantic desperation of our secret encounters. Our powers were no more. There was no otherworldly magic binding us across space and time. It was just the two of us, making love.
Yet it held a magic all of its own—a breathtakingly beautiful magic.
My hands clasped hers in an unbreakable grip above her head, our gazes locking as we both slowly unraveled. Something fierce flickered through the bright silver of Rada’s eyes.
“You can,” she breathed against my mouth.
“I can what?” I asked, confused.
A reckless smile danced across her face. “Take me like you want to.” She captured my mouth in a deep, searing kiss, the unrelenting heat in her gaze fueling my own desire into a blazing inferno. “It has been fifty years. Just let go, my love.”
For a moment, I stared at her, teetering on the edge of indecision. But the raging need inside me could no longer be denied. Who was I to refuse my queen what she wanted so much?
I slid one of her legs up at my hip and thrust inside her so deeply that all thoughts left my head, only sensations remaining. Rada’s head went back on the mattress with a hoarse moan, her eyes closing. We both drowned in the overwhelming pleasure raging through us at every thrust.
“Bylyr, Baradaz.” My mouth closed around one tempting nipple, caressing and sucking until she cried out at the intensity. I could get drunk on the way she was squirming underneath me. “You are so beautiful. And all mine.”
To my delight, she did not deny my claim. Her eyes fluttered open again as I moved to the edge of the bed. I yanked her closer with a sharp pull at her ankles, smiling at the surprised sound that escaped her as I put her legs on my shoulders. Then I thrust back inside her, using the new angle to increase the force and depth of my thrusts. She could barely move in this position, only take what I was giving her. She did so perfectly, her hands twisting in the sheets, her body bending back, those glorious breasts on full display.
And I could watch her. Watch the flush on her cheeks travel down her collarbone, watch her pleasure build up until she finally came around me with a soft cry of my name. I didn’t slow down, fucking her right through her climax, drawing it out endlessly, making her clench around me again and again. She had no words anymore, only breathless gasps and whimpers falling from her lips.
