Light knew, the feel of her, hot and wet, was so irresistibly erotic. I wanted to put my mouth where my fingers were, sucking that sweet cream. Tasting her.
But I wouldn’t last much longer. A raging tornado of lust whipped through me, eroding my better sense the longer I touched her.
“We should stop,” she managed, her eyes closed, her head thrown back as she clutched at my forearms. “I need to —” She jerked, her body trembling, on the verge of climax.
So fucking magical. I’d never witnessed so beautiful a moment as this.
“Come for me, love.” I needed her pleasure, to make her feel joy. I kissed her and rubbed her tight little clit.
She moaned into my mouth and shuddered, her orgasm nearing, her quickening female energy a balm that both soothed and aroused me.
Impatient, I spelled my jeans open, unzipping my fly to grant her access. Praying she would want to touch me as well. I didn’t have to wait. She reached for me and found my cock, clasping my stiff rod before pumping me, the heaven of her touch ready to set me off.
Lost to desire, I thrust a thick finger inside her, then another. She cried out and came, a gush of wetness over my fingers while she clutched my cock in a vise-like grip.
And I exploded in her hand, replete but also unsatisfied, because my seed hadn’t filled her deep inside. Where we would soon be one.
Sometime later, as I regained my bearings, I realized my heavy breathing was the only noise in the otherwise silent room.
Chapter 5
Alandra
I could only stare up at Aerolus, in awe of what I’d just experienced. Never in my life had I ever felt so consumed by another. The meaningless, pleasurable trysts with the oversexed males in Aelle had left me physically satisfied for a brief time, but never mind-numbingly limp.
And to think I’d succumbed so easily, put up so little resistance to the man I’d been guarding for so long, made me feel all of three inches tall. I was Aellei, a creature of magic. I was superior and mentally stronger than the mage I’d protected.
The mage who even now had a finger inside me, having overridden all thought to deny him.
He slowly withdrew his hand from between my legs and righted himself, and I blushed at the sudden desire that flared for more of him. Good night, but if he was that good with his fingers, I could only imagine how his thick cock would feel inside me.
I bit my lip and tried to force the sensual images from my mind. But the more I tried to ignore them, the harder the images struck. Until I surprised myself by feeling the one thing I’d never thought to feel about this mage.
Regret. I deeply regretted the fact I’d been intimate with Aerolus Storm, when for months I’d relished the idea of finally sating myself with him.
One orgasm from a Storm Lord and I was turning into a splay-legged nymph. Though I’d always disdained Shadren’s native fae, I now understood their addiction to the base experience of uninhibited sex.
I’d once been selective and sparing in my lovers. Now I couldn’t help wanting to glut myself with Aerolus Storm until I could no longer function.
I noticed him staring at me with curiosity and a haze of hunger that satisfied my ego. At least I wasn’t the only one lost to base needs. Shadows, but Aerolus surprised me by being addictive, and not a little scary.
None of my fantasies had come close to the potent reality of his allure.
The illusion of light in the chamber flickered, bringing with it the reality of where we were and why we’d met here. Worried that he could make me forget myself, for even a brief time, I knew I needed to regroup. Quickly. Before I decided to become his permanent mattress.
I am in charge. I am in control. I am Aellei.
I quickly straightened my clothing and cleared my throat. “Aerolus Storm,” I said in a regal voice, pretending like I hadn’t just had his fingers inside me, or that I’d had to wipe his seed from my hand. “I am Alandra le Aelle, the woman who not only saved your life several nights ago, but who’s kept a close watch on you from the moment you stepped into this plane.”
He didn’t so much as blink, but a subtle tightening in his body told me I’d surprised him. He studied me, as if debating what to say. Hoping he’d take his cue from me, I was more than glad when he focused on the true reason behind his visit and not what we’d just shared.
“Why do the Aellei concern themselves with the Storm Lords?”
Good question. Now how much to tell him? “Actually…” I paused and stepped back, needing to think about how to answer him.
Unfortunately, I couldn’t help feeling the wetness between my thighs. I must have shown my discomfort because his silvery gaze gleamed as it darted down my body and lingered between my legs.
I coughed to hide my weird nervousness. I was an Aellei. Why was I letting a Light Bringer unnerve me? “What the Aellei do is not your concern.” Not yet. “For now, know we’re weighing our decisions. Your fight with Sin Garu is growing, spreading like a disease throughout worlds.”
