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My own hands splayed over his slippery skin, trailing along the smoothness. I’d missed him so much and told him so.
“I’m sorry I left.” A whimper crossed my lips. “I was scared. And I’m still scared.”
His lips tightened around my breast, and I gasped, bucking toward his hardness, which poked at me readily. He backed me toward the low shower bench, sitting me down as he dropped to his knees. My calves raised over his shoulders, and he paused to look at me with those magnetic, dark eyes.
“There’s nothing to be afraid of, Elix. I’ve got you.”
My nub throbbed even before Jace buried his face between my thighs, but the feel of his mouth against me only enhanced what I’d wanted. A small cry of pleasure echoed through the bathroom, bouncing off the glass walls.
Ankles locking around Jace’s neck, my ass raised higher in his palms, and his tongue dipped into the center of my core, causing my eyes to roll back.
“I knew I would taste you again,” he mumbled, his words almost lost against the multiple shower heads, the splash of water, and my own moans of euphoria lifting me to climax.
“I’m coming,” I wailed, unable to stop myself now. One of his long fingers slipped inside me, ensuring that I did exactly as I promised, his tongue working furiously against my stimulated clit, and I spilled over his chin, trembling.
His head rose to look at me, but he wasn’t finished with me, not even close. His one finger remained inside me, his middle finger joining as he stared into my eyes, leaning closer to kiss me as he eased his digits in and out of me. I bit on his lower lip as he sighed, movements growing slightly harder.
He pulled back to smile down at me, my calves still locked at his neck, wetness dripping from between my thighs.
“Come for me again, Elix. I want to watch your face this time.”
It was all he had to say, and my body pulsed with undulating euphoria a second time, and I was unable to stop quivering now.
Gently, he removed his hands from my center and raised my ass higher, the tip of his engorged cock brushing against my waiting, ready opening. I shuddered with excitement, bucking upward gently.
“Take me,” I begged him. He kissed me again, tongue teasing my lips before plunging fully into me and stealing my breath completely away.
Now it was Jace who groaned, loudly and passionately, his hands clutching to my hips as he filled me fully. My head fell back, water from the shower covering my whole face as he began to rock, furiously and evenly, each thrust more paralyzing than the last.
“You can’t scare me like that, Elix,” he growled, pounding into me. “It’s not fair.”
I gasped, wanting to apologize, but I wasn’t sorry if this was the punishment I would get for worrying him.
More kisses rained over my neck and chest, Jace’s skilled fingers teasing and pinching my nipples as I was roused into my third orgasm. I wasn’t sure how much more of this my body was going to be able to take, but I didn’t ever want him to stop.
Inside me, his cock grew harder, thicker, readier. His grip on my hip and breast excited me.
“Now you come for me, Alpha,” I murmured.
He filled me in hot streaks, one after the other, his grunts of pleasure evident. Clinging hard to me, he didn’t relent until every last drop was spent and we had both collapsed on the stone floor of the shower, allowing the warm rain to fall on us.
After several silent moments, Jace rose first and helped me to the bench, sitting me down to wash my hair.
“You know, you really scared the hell out of me,” he said quietly. “I wish you hadn’t run off like that.”
“I wish you hadn’t reacted the way you did, but here we are,” I countered, setting my head back to allow him to wash my hair. His strong hands lathered the shampoo through, but any of my earlier anger had dissipated now.
“We both behaved badly,” he agreed.
I tensed slightly. “My bloodline isn’t my fault, Jace. I had nothing to do with the sins of my father…”
I choked on the last word, Lysandra’s face suddenly boring into the recesses of my mind.
“That’s true, but it doesn’t change the fact that I have to look out for the good of the kingdom,” he reminded me, and I gritted my teeth. It had been a mistake lowering my guard to him. I’d been vulnerable, weak, but I wouldn’t let it happen again. He immediately sensed my tension and changed his tune. “I bear the brunt of the responsibility here. I came at you, and you did what you thought you needed to do. If the tables were turned, I would have left, too. I didn’t behave as a king should.”
I remained silent.
Is that an apology? It doesn’t feel like one.
