He did not hold back.
They were soon an incendiary tangle of limbs, pure fire and volcanic eruptions as he poured himself into her and held nothing back.
Not a blessed drop would be left in him.
They tumbled over the precipice at the same moment, their damp bodies clinging to each other as the final quivers of pleasure tore through them.
He grunted like a satisfied beast and rolled onto his back with a heavy release of breath. “Gad, that was good.”
She laughed and leaned over to kiss him, for she had also reached her starlight moment.
This came as no surprise to him.
He’d always felt they were one heart.
One soul.
Neither complete without the other.
He made growling panther sounds as he inhaled the warm apple scent of her skin. She purred in response. He kissed her with scorching heat.
You are mine, Fiona.
Mine forever.
When the kiss ended, she look up at him in wonder.
This intimacy was new to her, and it felt right that she had never shared this with anyone but him. Her body was hot and felt wonderfully soft as she curled like a kitten against his side.
Blessed saints.She was so beautiful, it took all his willpower not to start up again.
“Starlight,” she whispered, and smiled up at him.
“Starlight,” he agreed.
The windows were open and a light breeze filled the room, mingling with the hot scent of their passion.
This was how they drifted off to sleep, in sight of a canopy of stars and the silver glow of the moon.
They got little sleep, however.
Their bodies were not done with each other yet.
All it took was for one of them to softly stroke the other, and their fires blazed.
“I love you, Fiona,” he whispered, watching her in an unguarded moment as the sun rose and its golden rays shone across their bed.
“Love you so much,” she mumbled while asleep beside him, her lips soft and pink, and her dark hair in a wild tumble upon her pillow.
This was the best moment for him, watching her by the light of morning and knowing he had the right to share this bed with her from now on. No more sneaking away like a thief in the night.
He leaned over and kissed her on the shoulder.
She looked small and lovely beside him. Still a fairy princess.
Hisfairy princess.
He quietly rose and tossed on his trousers before walking over to the window to look out over the garden and the cove waters beyond. This mist was burning off water, and the gentle waves were already glistening as the sun’s rays struck them.
