The windfarers flew around us, and he kissed me. My wings fluttered as my hands freely roamed his chest and abs, my telepathy magic buzzing in the back of my mind. His tongue entered my mouth, and I savored it, swirling it with my own.
Ethan let out a groan, and my hands fished for his hair. I yanked on the black strands, and he bit my lip lightly, sending a gasp shuddering through my body.
Ethan pulled back for a moment. Quietly, he whispered, “Onawilke? Do you think... could you...”
“What?” He was having a hard time saying the words.
His eyes looked away he asked bashfully, “Could you ever fall in love with me?”
What a fool he was. He didn’t see the obvious. I put my forehead against his and said, “I already have.”
Ethan made an aching sound that tugged at my heartstrings, a note that signaled his barriers were falling away. We kissed again. I fell into the kiss as Ethan’s hand grazed my leg. I was keenly aware of the sensation of his fingers resting on my thigh before they slowly wandered upward.
“Do you want me to touch you?” Ethan asked.
My body glowed— he was asking permission.
“Yes,” I breathed. I moved against him, wanting more.
“Are you sure?” His voice was tentative, but a bit playful.
“Yes. Ethan, touch me,” I begged.
He gave a throaty laugh. I gasped as Ethan’s finger’s slipped between my thighs. He began rubbing me, moving in small circles at my apex on the outside of my clothes. I maintained the spell to keep us flying through the clouds, but my wings beat in time with his strokes.
Damn, this felt amazing. Ethan knew exactly where to touch me. It was insane to think he’d never done this before. Ethan pressed against the tender spot that was pulsing, and I let out another moan. I bucked against his hand, demanding more—needingmore. The sensations were flooding through me and sending waves of pleasure from his fingertips to my belly.
Before I knew what was happening, Ethan had slipped his hand inside the waistband of my yoga pants. His middle finger threaded the bottom of me, playing with the wetness there.
Fuck, this felt so good. Why was he messing around and teasing me? I wanted to feel all of him within me, right now.
Yet Ethan was patient. He took his time, exploring the outside of me and quickly working me up to a stupor. My breaths came in quickened gasps, and my mind whirled as I focused on nothing else but the sensation of Ethan stroking me.
His fingers pressed more firmly on my core, and I couldn’t hold it back anymore. Desperate moans elicited from my mouth as I rode pulse after pulse of exhilaration, defying gravity over and over.
As I was climaxing, Ethan stuck a finger inside. I gasped, and tears came to my eyes at how amazing it felt. He rubbed at the inside of me, skimming his teeth on my neck as he kissed the skin there. Pinpricks of pleasure ran throughout, and my orgasm continued as I clenched around his fingers, diving in and demanding more.
I spread my legs wider, offering him more room. Ethan slipped two fingers in. He began fucking me with his finger, and I swear to the gods, it was better than anything I could’ve ever imagined. My wings beat faster and faster with each thrust of his hand, and we rose even higher.
For the first time in my life, I loved my body. I loved what it could do and what it could achieve. Sure, there were parts that didn’t work right— a lot of parts— and there was a lot of pain and a lot of bad. But I loved it, because it could do incredible things on the ice, and it could make me feel this way while Ethan was showing his passion for me.
“I love you,onawilke,” Ethan said, and his voice broke. If it didn’t send my heart racing even faster than before.
“I love you, Ethan.” Those words sent me into insanity. When I was going to come a second time, I couldn’t hold back. I shoved my hand in his pants and gave his cock a few quick jerks. Ethan was so hard that my touch made him go crazy. We spun into an orgasm together, and the stars flashed and the planets aligned as my wings twirled us in a circle, our bodies synchronizing in a symphony of halos and light.
I didn’t stop coming until my body was spent, and Ethan’s mouth had kissed away all sensibility. He pulled his lips away from mine— his eyes were dazed as we struggled to process what had just happened between us.
I trailed my mouth against his ear and whispered, “Was that my apology gift?”
Ethan smirked. “It might’ve been.”
The thought that Ethan Nowak had been meaning to apologize to me for his drunkenness last night by fingering me totally turned me on. Fuck, he was so sexy. And he’d been thinking about feeling me up all day. What a turn-on.
What was more, we said welovedeach other. The big L word.
And there was no taking it back. Things were clear now. No matter how hard we tried to bury our feelings, they would always rise to the light.
The windfarers had ended their mating dance, and were looking at us. Okay, it was kind of weird that they were around to watch, but I think they were too busy flying around to pay much attention to the kinky shit we’d been doing. I returned Ethan to the back of his windfarer before I mounted my own. The pink windfarer gave a low noise, and I patted her back.
