Page 70 of Loched in Love

I lift her thighs to me, pulling her gently. A soft laugh leaving her as she glances around us in wonder.

“Hold still,” I urge her. Holding a hand open to the air, I will my magic to displace matter and pull the magic salve that will save her sweet body from the intrusion of mine. It manifests quickly in my palm and I reach down, swiping some around the head of my cock before running one long finger through her slick pussy, watching her legs as they tremble at the touch.

I nudge at her entrance before easing in, my throat tight cords of muscle as I sink into the sweetest depths I’ve ever known.

“My gods woman, you’re heaven on earth,” I breathe into the soft shell of her ear, holding myself up on one forearm so I don’t crush her with my weight. But holy hells she could steal my very breath from my body with just a move of her own.

I dig my hands into her hips, enjoying the soft sounds of ecstasy breaking from her lips, wondering just how much more I can take of her before she shatters my control completely.

“Yes, oh god, Lachlan. Please give me more,” she says, and my pupils bleed to black as I lose myself in her fully.

Elena Pierson

I’m awash in sensation, and I’ve never been more desperate to be touched and filled and fucked in my life. He breaks our kiss and a growl vibrates from his chest that I feel move against my sternum. I watch as his pupils explode, the fins on his ears standing out in stark display. His blue-green scales appear, smattering scales along his body that catch the light and shine a deep and gleaming gold from the mountain of it under me.

A sharp keening wail leaves my chest as he thrusts deep and sure, hitting a place inside me I didn’t know I had. Sparks of light ignite behind my closed eyelids, and I shudder and quake in his arms as he begins to fuck my body with his, rutting into me, his face a snarl of gripping intensity.

I reach up and grip the scales along his shoulders as I wrap my hips more tightly against him, hanging on as the riptide of pleasure threatens to pull me under again.

He pumps into me at a delicious pace as I buck my hips, riding him, crying out with every hard thrust of his body into mine that shunts me harder each time. More is like a mantra in my head as animalistic sounds begin to escape his lips.

“My flower. My mate,” he growls into my ear, and my eyes roll to the back of my head.

I clutch onto him for dear life, meeting him thrust for thrust, moaning as he fills me with every motion. My pussy stretches and molds around him as he relentlessly thrusts home in me. My body welcomes the intrusion as more sparks light behind my eyes, my inner walls rippling as his hips buck and thrust into me.

It’s never felt like this, like I’m dizzy with the shocking pleasure and lost in it.

“Oh my god, I’m about to come,” I scream the words over the sound of my blood rushing in my ears, while my whole body is on fire with pleasure. Convulsive waves grip me as I shriek, the bone-tingling orgasm reverberating through every part of me as Lachlan cries out in pleasure.

His body tenses over mine and he grunts a sound of pure animal satisfaction before he collapses beside me, panting. The move causes a small avalanche of gold to cascade down the hoard mountain, and I smile when he somehow effortlessly picks me up and moves me to tuck me into his side.

I rest my cheek against his bare chest, listening to the steady and powerful thud of his heart while the gold coins shift beneath our weight. I never thought of a pile of treasure as the best spot to lie comfortably, but wrapped in his arms, it feels like the safest place on earth. For the first time in my life, the constant anxious noise in my head is gone and pure relaxation pulls at my bones, lining them with heaviness.

But as I breathe him in, a strange sensation washes over me. These feelings aren’t mine. A sudden wave of anxiety has me sitting up, my palms coasting over the center of his chest where I can somehow sense his feelings.

“Lachlan? What is this?” I whisper, pressing a hand to my sternum. “I can feel you, like I can feel your feelings. It’s like there’s a thin wire running between us right now.”

Lachlan looks up at me from the gold, his fingers stopping their slow trace along my bare shoulder. The striking blue of his gaze shifts, and a soft awestruck smile touches his lips.

“Aye, it’s the mate bond, my flower,” he murmurs, his low voice cutting through my panic. He reaches up and his thumb gently wipes a stray strand of hair from my face. “Before tonight our bodies had joined, but making love here, in my home, it sealed the mate bond, Elena. We’re bound now, and what you feel in me is my love for you, and my fear.”

“Fear?” I ask, my brow wrinkling as my heart skips a beat.

How could a creature as powerful as him be afraid?

“Fear of this next step,” he admits softly. He stands up from the enormous pile of gold, unbothered by his nakedness, and extends a hand down to me. “Come with me to the water’s edge. You know my feelings, Elena. Now let me show you the truth of what I am.”

Chapter 28

ELENA PIERSON

The dark glassy water of the lagoon laps gently against the pretty bank a few short feet away. I look down at Lachlan’s outstretched hand, then back to the bottomless black pool. A sudden prickle of instincts pierces through my euphoria. There are monsters in the dark. My feet stay rooted to the edge of the gold pile as I gaze down into the deep.

Before the panic can take root, a wave of intense and unconditional warmth washes through the ties connecting us, and I can sense Lachlan through our new mate bond asking for more than my trust.

Emotions roll through me unchecked with the dawning realization that he’s opening his very soul to me and exposing a raw and aching vulnerability that leaves him completely defenseless.

The bond acts as a physical anchor between us, steadying my racing pulse and soothing away the chill in the air, and I can sense my own tide of warmth rising to meet his.