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“I’m getting there.” I soothed her, uncurling her arms and moving her hand to the sensitive spot between her legs. “But for now, I want you to touch yourself.”
“What?!” Sky’s voice rose in alarm, but her hand didn’t move from that warm, wet area.
“You heard me right the first time.” I sat back and watched her expectantly.
Sky squirmed under my gaze and averted her eyes, but her slender fingers slid between her folds to press against her engorged clit. Her hips jumped at the contact and a moan escaped her lips. When her eyes caught on mine, she held my gaze, her fingers tracing circles around her clitoris. She opened her legs wider, her breath coming in short gasps while I watched.
When I could no longer keep my hands to myself I crawled towards her, kneeling between her parted legs. Gripping each of her wrists without warning, I swept her arms up above her head, pinning them against the headboard. Sky’s cry was muffled by my lips, mashing against her with bone-shattering force. With my lips against hers, I moved both wrists to one hand, wedging my knees against her dripping slit.
Closing a hand around Sky’s ankle I yanked her onto her back. My own underwear was off in seconds and Sky gasped when I intertwined our thighs. Before she could protest, I gripped one of her legs against my abdomen, pinning her in place.
Positioning our middles in line with each other, I paused there for a moment, earning an urgent whine from Sky, who bucked her hips and tried to shimmy closer. When I still didn’t move, Sky arched her back, nails digging into my thigh as she begged for contact.
“Please...” she whined indignantly, thrusting her hips and coating my inner thigh with that warm wetness.
With a dark chuckle, I eased our lower regions together. “I like it when you beg.”
I released my grip on her thigh and began slowly grinding my hips back and forth against her, wiping Sky’s indignant frown off of her face and replacing it with rolling eyes and parted lips.
Egged on by Sky’s enthusiastic response I thrust harder, reveling in her desperation. Husky moans erupted from her throat as I increased my speed, leaning back on my knuckles to grind us closer.
Locked in the thrall of pleasure, Sky’s body twitched and bucked against mine. Sweat glistened on her brow and she threw her head back, meeting my thrusts with her own and falling into a rapid rhythm that drove us both to the edge of ecstasy.
Sky cried out as her muscles tensed and her back arched, jerking against me as her features twisted in pleasure. Her body trembled and she gasped, her sounds of euphoria dragging me over the edge with her. We clung to each other, gasping until the final collapse.
We folded in on each other, a quivering, slippery heap, and my lips found Sky’s damp forehead. As our sweat cooled on hot skin, Sky repositioned herself in my arms, sighing with blissful contentment.
The morning had only just begun, but I wasn’t quite ready to leave the comfort of our perfect little piece of paradise. Sunlight streamed through the window, but we were nowhere close to finishing. Instead, I tugged the covers up over our heads, breathing in the sweet scent of my lover as I touched my nose to hers. “Round two?”
Sky grinned in response, her hands already wandering over my damp body. “You’ll be the death of me.”
Back then, glazed together in glistening sunlight, I had no understanding of the heavy weight of truth behind those words.
Chapter 22
SKY
Therewassomethingincrediblyuncomfortable about hanging around in Sigrid’s room without my girlfriend to accompany me. While the haughty vampiress had been noticeably nicer to me since the incident with Jeremy, Sigrid still eyed me like a rat who had slunk into her quarters without an invitation.
We stood across from each other in the lavish bedroom room, adorned with opulent mirrors and elaborate tapestries. Between us, Hazel and Hilda squirmed in their elegant dresses, dolled up for the big reveal.
After weeks of preparations, the night of the Black Moon ceremony was finally afoot.
Jordan intended to reveal the twins to the rest of the coven after her coronation, securing their safety along with her rule. Unfortunately, that meant leaving me to hang out with Sigrid while Jordan rubbed elbows with all the guests downstairs.
Hazel and Hilda were not thrilled with their stiff, lacey dresses, and they were even less thrilled about hanging around in their grandmother’s room all night. Their restless energy was palpable as they tugged at the frilly lace hems. I had tried all evening to keep their unruly hair flattened and their dresses unruffled, but the disquieted toddlers had done their level best to render my efforts futile.
Sigrid had watched my fussing with a pompous frown, most likely judging my attempts at controlling the twin tornadoes. However, as the night wore on the vampire herself seemed to be losing her patience.
“Now, my darlings, please try to behave,” she pleaded, attempting to straighten their dresses for the umpteenth time.
But the defiant glint in their eyes indicated that Hazel and Hilda had other plans in mind. No doubt they were plotting to unleash their chaotic antics on their stoic grandmother, a thought that brought a small smile to my lips.
Hazel, always up for a fight, couldn’t resist the opportunity to challenge her grandmother’s prim demeanor. With a sly smile, she yanked the flowing sleeve of Sigrid’s gown, her tiny fingers fisting the fabric in an iron grip. Hilda, spurred on by her grandmother’s hiss of irritation, joined in the mischief, reaching out to playfully pat Sigrid’s perfectly coiffed hair.
I struggled to swallow my giggles when the vampire’s composure faltered, her voice strained as she tried to maintain her dignity. “Hazel, Hilda, please behave yourselves,” she reprimanded, her words losing their authoritative edge.
“Ah-ha!” I butted in, unable to hold back the sarcasm. “Pleading. I haven’t tried that one yet.”
