The prince needed no further encouragement. One hand braced against her waist, digging in his fingers, he seized a fistful of her hair, arching her spine. His hips stroked forward, sliding into her a fraction. Serenna released a moan as the first inch of him stretched her in all the right ways. Still teasing. Still not enough.
She cried out in protest when Vesryn withdrew. He rubbed the length of his shaft against the seam of her body. Back and forth. Sliding a palm to her core, the pads of his fingertips circled that pulsing bundle of aching nerves.
Tightening his grip in her hair with the slightest sting prickling her scalp, Vesryn’s voice was a rasp in her ear. “The stars made you for me.”
Serenna’s breath hitched as she writhed under his hand, smothered by the flames of passion scalding her through the bond. The prince’s lips clamped around the point of her ear and Serenna grabbed the parapet before she collapsed, nearly undone.
Fingers strumming against her center, Vesryn delivered the pressure she needed, cresting her pleasure alarmingly fast. Indecision had Serenna snagged somewhere between seating herself fully on that length he was tormenting her with or greedily leaning forward to grind into his palm.
Mouth returning to her throat, the prince’s arousal nudged her entrance again, the tip dragging through her drenched flesh before diving further. This time, he didn’t hold back.Vesryn rammed his hips into hers, claiming her with one savage thrust.
The blissful stretch had Serenna’s head falling back into his chest when he released her hair. Her body melted around him, absorbing every offered inch.
Breath shuddering against Serenna’s neck, the prince grunted as he plunged deeper, pinning her against the balcony’s ledge until he buried himself to the hilt. For a few fleeting heartbeats, they both stilled, gasping for air.
Vesryn suddenly retreated and then snapped his hips forward, sheathing himself again with a vicious lunge. Catching herself on the parapet’s ledge, Serenna’s fingers splayed as she braced herself against the stone. Fractured whimpers escaped her as the prince set a demanding pace. He bucked, driving into her again and again, each brutal slap of their bodies coming together harder and faster than the last.
Vesryn’s hand cinched against Serenna’s hip, crushing her body further into his while the other continued to coil that sensitive spot between her thighs into a blissful knot. Heartbeat racing nearly to the point of detonating, her world faded into oblivion under his expert strokes.
Somehow, the prince plunged even deeper, dragging out a sound between a shriek and a moan from Serenna’s throat. The noise only seemed to encourage his punishing rhythm, delivering blow after blow.
“Come with me,” Vesryn growled in Serenna’s ear, his hand continuing to build that knotted bliss between her thighs.
While sooner than expected, the order still made her core clench. The prince’s fingers swirled and strummed, dragging out spine-tingling rapture. Knees trembling, Serenna ground herself against his palm, meeting every one of his erratic thrusts.
A collision of sensations exploded through the bond. The prince barreled over the edge, his arousal jerking and throbbing,spilling himself inside of her. Vesryn swore against her neck, delivering one last wicked stroke with a guttural groan.
Something about the prince finding his release crested Serenna over the final swells, losing control of her movements as she climbed the same peak. A tremor shuddered from her toes straight to her core as Vesryn’s hand drove her body to the brink.
Serenna’s inner walls fluttered, clamping down. Climax crashing over her, light streaked across her vision, sending her spiraling into a free fall. Despite the wind whirling around them, she couldn’t catch enough air as she finished panting the prince’s name.
Vesyrn’s fingers found Serenna’s face, tilting her head back toward him. Lips meeting hers, this time he delivered a softer kiss, long and slow. Heartbeat calming, she settled back down somewhere between the clouds and the Spire.
Serenna gasped against the prince’s mouth, severing the kiss when he suddenly pulled out, the absence of him evoking a different kind of ache. Turning back to gaze across the island, she peeled her fingers away from the ledge.
I suppose there’s no graceful way to do this.She clumsily hauled up her leathers, hearing the rustle of Vesryn doing the same. Thinking about how she was going to clean herself up, a nervousness began to root until the prince spoke behind her.
“You can help yourself to the bathing chambers.”
Twisting around, Serenna met his satisfied smirk. The expected awkwardness from the moment vanished. “I can’t say you’re a poor host.”
Vesryn grabbed the sides of her face, hauling her mouth back to his. “Oh, there’s more to my hospitality that I have yet to show you.” His lips swept over hers. “But that’ll unfortunately have to wait for another day.” His eyes darted into his apartments. “I am rather…late.”
Hearing the dismissal, Serenna stiffened as he released her.Well, he did say he has business in the capital even if this feels abrupt.
Serenna tried to walk normally rather than shuffling to Vesryn’s bathing chambers. Since the prince was in a rush to leave, she swiftly tidied herself up and rebraided her wind and passion-mussed hair.
Returning to the sitting room, she found Vesryn staring out of his balcony windows, hands clasped behind his back. The setting sun descended under the island’s horizon, throwing splashes of reds and golds across his silver strands.
“Thank you,” Serenna said, hurriedly adding, “For taking me flying today.” Cheeks heating, she didn’t draw attention to what they just did.
Vesryn turned toward her, one side of his mouth tugging up. “We’ll make a ranger out of you yet.”
Sensing the prince barricading his emotions from the bond to close himself off, Serenna froze. He absently thumbed his bottom lip, his focus seeming to drift.
Worried that something had shifted between them, an anxious feeling claimed Serenna’s mind. Silently chiding herself, she shook out the tension in her shoulders.He obviously enjoyed himself and must be preoccupied with his obligations tonight.
“I’ll…see you later,” she said as the unusual silence constricted the air.
