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Davian’s fingers gripped the satin of her nightgown and bunched it. She lifted slightly as he pulled the skirt up to her waist. His hands skimmed her ass cheeks, gently massaging.
She kissed him, then whispered against his mouth, “I want you inside me.”
One hand shifted and slipped between them. He unfastened his pants and worked them and his briefs over his hips. There wasn’t much room on the sofa, but Jade managed to straddle him and ease down onto his thick erection. She moaned with great satisfaction.
“I like the fantasies,” she said. “But the reality of you is infinitely better.”
He sat up as his cock thrust into her.
“Nothing feels more incredible than this,” she murmured. “Feel free to stay right here as long as you’d like.”
His low chuckle brought a smile to her lips.
“I’ll eventually have to return to the castle or Morgan will think you’ve kidnapped me.”
She nipped his bottom lip. “Not kidnapped. Seduced you into never leaving so I can use your body for my own personal pleasure whenever I want…”
“Put that way, I’m not going anywhere. Sheena can run the castle.”
His hands roamed Jade’s front under the nightgown, gliding up her stomach to her breasts. The lacy structure of the bodice allowed him to cup the mounds and he caressed with the perfect amount of pressure—an enticing balance between cautious tenderness and natural assertiveness she was certain only he could achieve. And it thrilled her endlessly.
“I love how you touch me,” she murmured.
“You’ve lost too much weight,” he mentioned again, a hint of concern in his voice.
She ignored the emotion sparked by his worry over her wellbeing and playfully asked, “Not into the flat-chested types?”
“You’re not exactly flat-chested, but you used to come closer to filling my hands.”
She suspected she’d lost ten or fifteen pounds since the first attack and because she worked out regularly with Toran—unbeknownst to the king, of course.
“Are you complaining, my Lord?”
He grinned. “Never. But I do want you healthy.”
“I’ll be fine. Especially if you keep doing that.”
His thumbs whisked over her tight nipples. Her head fell back as he kissed her throat, his teeth lightly scraping, his tongue teasing her skin. She felt all the glorious sensations he elicited as acutely as she had the first time they’d made love. Perhaps more so, because the bond between them continued to strengthen.
Their feelings for each other were intricately twined and Jade no longer considered them tenuous, but substantial and significant. Although she’d been honest with Sheena about castle life not being a suitable alternative for her, Jade was pleased Davian came to the cottage for her.
As they moved together, her arousal was heightened not just from their sensual rhythm, but also from the fact he seemed so swept away by her.
Threading her fingers through his hair, she said, “Everything about you causes my heart to pound wildly. Sometimes I feel as if it’s going to burst from my chest.”
He grimaced. “More pain inflicted because of me.”
She sighed. “Metaphorically speaking, of course. Stop obsessing over my welfare.”
“Difficult to do. I’m in love, remember?”
“Still? I thought you’d get over that silly human emotion.”
He thrust deeper into her. “Have you?”
“Of course not. I am a silly human.”
“Hardly. And for the record, no, I haven’t—nor will I ever—get over it. Now,” he said as one hand moved between her legs and his thumb rubbed her clit. “Stop talking and let me make you come.”
