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“Until then, we have enough to worry about. We should take moments like this when we can.” I finish my last sign and drop my hands again, watching her. Wondering if she’ll spiral again or see the logic in my words.
“I know.” I read the words on her lips as she turns to me and continues, “I just love all of you so much.”
“We love you too,” I mouth to her.
She smiles.
Like she knows I can’t stop staring at her, she lowers her head under the water and comes up on a big breath that expands her chest, that draws attention to the swells of her breasts that are visible above the water. She’s just so damn beautiful in every way. I want her in my arms, against my body, beneath me as I plunge my cock inside of her.
She quirks a brow like she knows what I’m thinking about, or maybe she can see the hard length of my cock under the water. I feel a wave of embarrassment. There’s so much going on. She’s been through more than most people can imagine. I shouldn’t be thinking with my cock right now.
So, I duck under the water and scrub my long blond hair, trying to buy myself enough time to calm down, but my arousal doesn’t fade. When I resurface for air, it’s like my skin is too damn tight. I want something good, something that feels good. And Ann feelssodamn good.
Our eyes meet again, and she slides closer to me in the water. I hold my breath as she lifts up taller, revealing those perfect breasts of hers, and she kisses me softly. Then, she rises up higher and straddles my lap beneath the water.
A shudder rolls through me as she slides closer and closer until she rubs herself against me. Her nipples are hard as they press against my chest. One of her hands slides into the back of my hair, and then she tilts my head and takes my mouth with her own, sliding her tongue between my lips at the same moment she reaches between us to stroke my shaft.
Desire explodes inside of me as a million sensations wash over me. This is everything I wanted and more. Her on me, touching me, stroking my cock until all I can think about is her and what I want to do to her. Even if shadow beasts are accustomed to being the ones in charge with sex, I can’t find it in me to care right now.
I can let her have this moment of power. There’s something even more seductive than usual about the energy she’s radiating right now. I already know this isn’t going to be a gentle fuck, and nothing about it will bemaking love. This is primal and raw and intoxicating. She’s better than wine or ale.
As elusive these days, too.
I curl my hand around her ass, pulling her toward me, then break our kiss and lift her just a bit. Unable to help myself, I lower my head to take one of the pebbled peaks of her breasts into my mouth. Instantly, she stiffens and then I slowly begin to suck, worshipping her nipples just the way I always want to. She throws her head back when I let my teeth gently nibble, her breathing rough, given how fast her chest rises and falls.
What I miss most about hearing is the sounds a woman makes when in the throes of passion. I remember the symphonic nature to it, the hums and whimpers, the moans and squeals brought on by desire and excitement. And it seems a crime that I’ll never hear those sounds from my mate, from my Ann.
But I don’t want to focus on that right now.
Her lips part as she brings her head forward and twists her fingers harder into my hair. She gives a tug while her other hand strokes my clock in earnest and I hiss. Being with Ann is the most exquisite agony I’ve ever known. It’s such a thin line between love and pain at all times, and yet, it’s intoxicating. A drug I can never dream of quitting.
I slide one of my hands between us too and begin to stroke her. I sense the shock that radiates through her system as I suck one breast, then move to the other, all while rubbing her wet core. It’s hot as fuck, but also allows me to gain a little control as I focus on her pleasure and not my own.
But then, she pushes my hand away.
I’m trying to catch my breath. Trying to figure out what to do next. Then she squeezes my length, and, fuck, I can’t wait any longer. Ihaveto be inside her. So, I turn us so she’s beneath me. Her gaze locks with mine, and she spreads her leg wider, her expression that of a damn siren.
Keep your control. Keep your fucking control.
I brace my weight on my arms and slide my tip into her. Even now, she’s tight. Our light fae so much smaller than our shadow beast women that it’s remarkable we fit at all. Slowly, I push myself inside her, watching for signs that it’s too much. Watching to see if she’s enjoying it.
When I reach my hilt, she gives a relieved nod and grasps my shoulders, which I know means she’s ready for more.
Pulling back out, I don’t hesitate, I drive my cock inside her. Her head tosses back, and then she wraps her legs around me and digs her nails into my shoulders. I pull out again, then slam back into her, over and over again. Our hips slap together as she meets every thrust with her body.
My body is coiled, ready to explode, and she’s riding my cock, clutching and kissing me frantically. I sense her need to release, and I desperately want to do the same, because my blood seems to burn as passion and need build. But I wait. Wait for her release.
Her legs tighten around my hips and her head throws back revealing a long expanse of throat as I finally feel her orgasm. I kiss and suck her throat as she hangs on to me, riding her passion to the very last moment, and then my body tightens and I come, but still hold her against me as we ride the final waves of our orgasms.
Ann.The sweetness of her name is a sound in my mind only, but I hear it like a scream.
She collapses against me, and I hold her as her head falls to my shoulder. Gently, she kisses the inside of my shoulder at the base of my throat. Soft and sweet, just like her.
It takes a minute before we move more than that, but then she climbs out of the hot spring and starts to dress. When I climb out beside her, she smiles and runs her fingertips down my chest to my belly button and back up to my throat then across my lips.
She’s smiling, but the haunted sadness is lurking in her eyes once more. This is hard for her. It’s hard for her to think she might have to sacrifice one of her mates to save another, but eventually I think she’ll realize that this will save us all. And that the risk Rayne would take would be worth it.
But it’s a lot to ask of her. It’s a lot to ask of her and Rayne. And we all know it. If there was a way to save her from this risk, this choice, any one of us, or all of us together, would do what it took, but this isn’t a choice anymore. Not really. She’ll come to see that. I hope.
