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His rough hand skimmed up my hip, my belly, and to my breast, sweeping his thumb across my nipple. I arched into the sensation as I held his wanton stare.
“Should we keep moving?” he asked. “The others...”
“Right now, there are no others. Just you and me, Grae.”
We’d already outrun the wagon at nearly double the pace. If we kept going, we’d be waiting like sitting ducks in the city. No. We had time, and more importantly, my soul needed this moment as much as my body. I needed Grae’s body to fulfill all the truths I already knew in my heart.
“How badly do you want me to make you mine?” I asked as his other hand settled on my hip and his lips skimmed up to my ear. My breathing hitched at the movement. “Tell me.”
“You were the only one I ever wanted, the only part that felt right.” He trembled as I traced my fingers along the muscles of his back. “Always.”
Grae pulled away to look into my eyes. I permitted my hands to roam further down his back and over his firm ass, urging his hips to press into me.
He let out a groaning breath and kissed me as I rocked against him. The same way I had in the love temple and the ruins but now there was nothing between us but the sweet bliss of his skin against my own. His lips sent tingles throughout my body, the warmth of his skin, the fire of his kisses, the anticipation of what was to come making my legs shake.
Grae pushed his knee between my legs, propping me up with his hard thigh as he deepened our kiss. I ground myself against him, spreading my damp heat over his leg, coating him in my scent, showing him how ready I was for him, as a moan escaped my lips.
“Gods, you’re so wet,” he groaned, his lips leaving mine to trail down to my breast.
His mouth closed around my nipple, tugging on it, and I writhed, uncaring as the rough bark of the tree bit into my back. He circled his tongue around my taut bud and tested the sensitiveflesh with his teeth. The sensation sent lightning bolts of pleasure straight to my throbbing clit and I squirmed against him, aching to be touched.
“You feel so good, little fox,” he murmured, reading my body like an open book. He dropped to crouch between my legs. “But how do you taste?”
I sucked in a breath as he hooked my leg over his shoulder. My knee clenched into his muscled back, hanging on for dear life, the anticipation making me shake more wildly than the wind-tousled golden leaves above my head.
Grae’s lips traced the flesh of my inner thigh, his tongue trailing my ocean-sprayed skin closer to my pulsing bundle of nerves. I slung my arm over a low branch, bracing myself, my fingers gripping the bark so tight I thought it might snap. I panted—waiting, waiting,waiting, Gods damn it!—as his breath tickled the hairs between my legs. Every sensation in my body was tipped on a knife’s edge.
His tongue slid over the very place I needed it to be and I cried out, the feeling so overwhelming that my standing leg buckled. I would have fallen, but I knew I wouldn’t, knew Grae was right there, slinging my other knee over his shoulder, putting me at his complete mercy as he pinned my hips to the tree. His tongue slid over me again and my fingers gripped the bark tighter, my arms straining as a deep guttural moan cut above the roar of the waves. Grae’s tongue circled me faster, lapping at my clit, each brush of his wet mouth ringing out feral sounds. He hummed his pleasure against me; the vibrations pushing me higher. My thighs clamped around his head, gripping him tight as I rode his mouth. The building pressure made me squirm, but he held me still, feasting on me as the ocean mist swirled around us.
Grae worked my thrumming, swollen clit with skill, again and again, pulling every mewling sound from me I didn’t even know I could make. His lashing strokes turned frenzied, the growling vibrations of his mouth sending me toppling over the precipice. Before I could prepare myself, a euphoric scream escaped me asmy body jerked. My hips bucked as I came against Grae’s mouth. His tongue slowed but didn’t stop, working me until my soaked inner walls stopped clenching and my muscles released.
Grae grabbed my hips, guiding me downward onto his lap and holding me against him. I dropped my damp forehead to his shoulder, taking deep gulps of cool air as his fingers traced lovingly up and down my spine. Never had I been so high, so soaring, the echoes of my release pulsing through me like a heartbeat.
His mouth found mine and I tasted myself on his tongue. Warmth seeped from his skin as my hand dropped between us. Wrapping my hand around his silky, thick length, I stroked him up and down. His eyelids drooped as he groaned against my mouth, his breath more jagged with each pump of my hand.
“Look at me,” I said, and his eyes snapped open. I held him with my own eyes, and the desire I saw there was mixed with adoration and wonder as I rose up on my knees and positioned him at my entrance. He swallowed, face flushed, mouth parted in anOas he steadied my hips. I waited there, breathless, gazing into his eyes. How long had I dreamed of this moment, of being with him, of having him inside of me, of being joined in a way that I’d fantasized about for years?
“I love you, Calla,” he whispered, brushing his lips against mine. “I always have.”
I lowered myself an inch, stretching as he filled me. I let out a ragged breath. “I love you, too.”
I lowered myself further, pain building along with the pleasure until I was fully seated, the gasp that came from me echoed in his groan. We stayed like that, staring into each other’s eyes, feeling the joining that we’d already felt in our souls. I felt filled and fused to Grae in every possible way, my heart stretching wider as my body did the same.
Our chests rose and fell together, that open, raw look in his eyes enough to start that wanton yearning building within me again. My breath hitched, and Grae’s lips met mine, his tongue sliding across my bottom lip. I rocked my hips, a testing movement, seeing how he slid along my inner walls, making each nerve ending light up, and we both moaned.
Grae cupped the back of my neck and guided me backward, laying me onto the mossy forest floor. My legs hooked up around his hips as he propped himself above me. His eyes scanned my face as he slowly pulled himself halfway out and glided back in. My eyes fluttered as I let out a breathy moan, a brief soreness tinting the salacious building within me.
His eyebrows knitted together, searching my face. “Are you hurt?”
“No,” I panted, shaking my heads. “A little, but, Gods, I don’t want you to stop.”
His cheeks dimpled as he pulled out of me, licking his thumb and circling my throbbing clit again. I moaned louder, the warm press of his thumb enough to make my muscles ease and my pussy even wetter. He pushed back inside me, that slow, delicious friction setting me on fire. His lips devoured mine as he repeated the movement. Over and over, that slow tortuous movement lit up every inch of my body until I couldn’t take that relentless building anymore. I needed my release and I needed him to give it to me.
My fingers clawed down his back as my heels dug into his ass, spurring him to move faster, letting him know with my body that I needed more. His hips moved in rolling thrusts, a little faster and deeper each time, testing me as his dark hair fell into his eyes. His arm muscles strained beside my head as he looked down at me.
“It feels so good inside of you,” he groaned. “Sweet Moon, Calla. It feels so good.”
“Grae,” I moaned, my body clenching around him at his name, echoing his own desire as he hit a spot inside me that made my eyes flutter closed. I tilted my hips, his cock hitting that spot again and again. I clawed down his back, desperately hanging on as he drove into me, chasing me toward my release.
