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“Stop putting words in my mouth.”
His eyes widened. “Really? Did I imagine the way you lost it back there?”
“Give me a little credit. It was a shock. And it wouldn't have been such a shock if you'd come out and told me the truth a long time ago.”
“Don't you understand how impossible it was? Can't you try to put yourself in my position?”
“That's what I'm trying to tell you. And I would if you would give me a moment to get a word in edgewise.” I ran a hand through my hair, silently cursing myself for almost lashing out. “I do understand. It wasn't the sort of thing you could suddenly announce.”
I reached for him, and the touch of his skin was magic. Need unfurled inside me the instant I made contact. “I don't want you to think I'm ungrateful either. You saved us. If you hadn't brought us to Xerai, I shudder to think what might have become of us.”
His smile was all the thanks I needed. I could see relief written in the crinkles at the corners of his eyes.
“What choice did I have? I love you. I do.”
My chest swelled until I was sure it would burst. I pulled him closer, our bodies fitting together the way they always had.
“Say it again,” I whispered, my voice trembling as deep emotion mixed with desire.
“I love you.” His lips met mine, and it was all I could do to keep from devouring him.
He was playful, pulling back before nipping my lips. Teasing me, though he knew very well what I needed most.
When I lunged forward, dying for another kiss, he pulled his head back. “But you deserve to know why I never said it. I always expected my soulmate to be a Witch. I knew how I felt about you, how I've felt for a long time, but I was reluctant to make things complicated when I believed I would have to leave you once I found my mate.”
“I understand,” I said and pressed my hands against his back, stopping just short of crushing him against me.
His gaze drifted over my shoulder in the direction of the camp. I understood what he was thinking without him saying a word. Our connection was that deep. Our history that long.
“Yes, of course, I'll always be bonded to Jaide,” I said. “But that doesn't change how I feel about you in the least. If anything, watching you train her, seeing how you care for someone I care for so deeply...it only strengthens my love for you.”
“I've told you before, and I'll say it again,” he said, “I won't get in the way of what lies between you two.” Then he kissed me again and again, leaving me greedy for more. “I only want you,” he rasped against my mouth.
There were limits to anyone’s self-control, including mine. I backed him up against the nearest tree, one hand on either side of his head, and indulged myself in the familiar taste of his lips, his skin. He groaned, fingers running through my hair, and his impressive cock grinding against my own.
I kissed a path down his neck and across his firm chest. I would never tire of his taste. “So sweet,” I muttered before running my tongue around one nipple. “I could feast on you all night.”
A rumble spread through his chest as he chuckled. “We might not have that much time.”
He had no idea how right he was. My cock threatened to burst free from my slacks, desire causing precum to ooze from the tip and soak into the fabric. He rolled his hips, drawing a groan from both of us, before sliding a hand between our bodies and freeing my cock from its cage. Fabric bunched at my ankles an instant before he lowered himself to his knees and took me into his mouth without warning.
“By the moon…” I moaned, my head falling back as his warmth enveloped me.
He used his tongue on the underside of my head before plunging down, stopping only when my cock hit the back of his throat, and using his hand to close over the rest. I looked down, watched his head bobbing, watched him pleasuring me, and love unlike anything I'd ever known slammed into me with the force of a hurricane.
“That's right,” I grunted, moving my hips in time to his plunging mouth, “pleasure your love. Fuck me with your mouth.”
He groaned his approval, looking up at me, and when our eyes met, I was afraid I would come then and there. My cock twitched in his mouth, and he treated it with care, swirling his tongue around the head before plunging down again. It was the sweetest torture, and I gritted my teeth against the desire to empty my balls down his throat.
I couldn't do that when there were so many other, more pleasurable means of release.
Taking him by the shoulders, I raised him to his feet. He kissed me, plunging his tongue into my mouth, allowing me to taste myself while he continued pleasuring me with his hand. I did the same for him, running up and down his considerable length, precum oozing into my palm which I used to lube my strokes.
It wasn't enough. I needed more of him. All of him. “Turn around. Let me fuck you.”
“Oh, yes. Give me your cock,” Elliot gasped.
He turned, palms against the trunk of the tree, and spread his legs. Then he lifted his ass, offering himself to me. I ran my nails over his firm globes, and he shuddered with desire, which made my cock jump and drip again. I used my cum, catching it on my fingers and rubbing it around his tight hole before pushing more of a finger inside. He writhed, pushing back against my strokes, and his eagerness only heightened my own.
