“How?” she said in a voice a little too high-pitched for her liking.
He smiled as he knelt on the floor before her and pushed her shirt up. His fingers skimmed her rib cage as he worked. “I’ll be happy to show you.”
CHAPTERSIXTY-THREE
When Lexi lifted her arms,he pulled her shirt off and tossed it across the floor. Then, he unhooked her bra and let it fall. His eyes locked on her breasts as his fingers traced lazy, tantalizing circles around her nipples.
Her breasts became heavier, her breathing a little faster. He lifted her glass and took another sip before holding it over the valley between her breasts. He poured a small rivulet down the middle of them.
Lexi gasped when the cool liquid hit her flesh, but it died off as he bent his head to lick away the small trail slipping down her belly. His mouth warmed her while he leisurely licked away the champagne.
Her fingers dug into the sofa cushions as he lifted his head, grasped her legs, and turned them until she lay back. He removed the soft leather, dark fae boots she wore before unbuttoning her pants. He slid them and her underwear off.
Lifting the glass again, he poured more champagne into her belly button before licking it out. Lexi’s fingers entangled in his hair. She pulled him closer as he continued his enticing tease of cool champagne and warm kisses until her glass was empty and she was quivering in anticipation.
Rising over her, he stripped out of his clothes. Her heart thudded faster as she drank in his magnificent body. He was so large, powerful, and completely hers that it was both amazing and terrifying.
If something happened to him, she would endure it and go on because she would have no other choice, but it would devastate her. She’d never be the same, and there would always be a gigantic hole where her love for him would reside, unanswered.
But nothing was going to happen to him; she would ensure that. Her power was growing, and she would do whatever it took to keep him and everyone else she loved safe. It didn’t matter what she had to do.
When he settled beside her again, he turned to dip a hand into the basket he’d brought. She couldn’t see what he did, but when he turned back, his fingers glided up her belly to her breasts; he clasped them and took a nipple into his mouth.
When his mouth chilled her, she realized he’d slipped ice into his mouth as he moved from one breast to the other. The heat of his mouth combined with the cold of the ice sent tendrils of ecstasy spiraling out to her limbs. As he moved down her belly, he pulled her hips toward him until her legs were off the couch.
When he settled between her thighs, he lifted the bottle of champagne and poured it between her legs. Then, he bent his mouth to her, and as he licked away the drink while the ice found her clit, Lexi nearly screamed as the new sensation both startled and enthralled her.
He draped her legs over his shoulders as he greedily feasted on her until she was panting for breath. He was right; thiswasa far more entertaining way to drink champagne.
Lexi’s fingers entangled in his hair as she begged him for release while wishing it would never stop. Then, the spiraling tension growing inside her gave way. Her toes curled as her back arched, and wave after wave of pleasure crashed through her.
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Pulling away,Cole lowered Lexi’s thighs before grasping her waist and lifting her from the sofa. Lexi’s legs locked around his waist.
The scent of her release engulfed him, but it had also ingrained itself into every one of his pores. She was a part of him, thebestpart, and forever his.
He grasped her ass, as he adjusted to slide into her body. The muscles of her wet sheath gripped his cock as he buried himself inside her. And once he possessed her, the shadows that had been stirring with more intensity as the war approached finally calmed.
The tranquility descending over his soul was like the quiet before a storm, and it was a very violent storm building inside him. Tomorrow, they would return to Dragonia, to war, and loss, but tonight, with her, he could forget about that.
He could embrace the peace she granted him and lose himself in her.
“You’re so tight,” he groaned as his lips found hers.
Carrying her over to the glass, he pressed her back against the windows. He slid one arm under her leg to keep it raised as he bent his legs and lowered her to the ground.
Her passion darkened, hunter green eyes with their emerald flecks met his. He pulled out before sliding leisurely back into her.
She held his gaze while he took the time to memorize her reactions and gasps of ecstasy as he pushed her over the edge again. Her muscles contracted around his shaft, but he didn’t follow her.
Instead, he lifted her again and sank his fangs into her shoulder. She cried out as her nails raked his back. As he marked her, the dark fae part of him fed on her while she rocked against him, and her cries urged him faster.
When her head fell to his neck and she bit into him, their powers rose to vibrate the air between them. The dark fae part of him feasted on the banquet it received as their strength grew.
The moonlight bathing her in a hue of silver emphasized her sun-kissed skin but didn’t reveal the mark of the dragon, as she kept her shield firmly intact. The next time she came, he gave himself over to his release.
He released a guttural cry as the lycan part of him found joy in its mate. For a while afterward, they stood locked together before he finally lowered her, cupped her beautiful face in his hands, and kissed her.
