I frown and look back into his mischievous gaze as he chuckles.
“Your heart is still giving you away, Alexis,” he replies softly.
“Can youhearit?” I ask in disbelief.
He wasn’t even checking my pulse this time.
Keane gives me a small smile and caresses the back of my neck before he leans in to whisper again. “I’ll share my secret if you share yours.”
Dear fucking Ancients.
The things I would let this man do to me here and now. My full body is on fire, my back shifting against the tree as my hips purposely rock against his. His lips are still so close, and his hand wrapped around the back of my neck is determined to keep me in the exact position that he wants me.Would it be bad if I leaned in to kiss him? To let that kiss lead to what would no doubt be the best sex of my life? I want to,desperately, but I also don’t want this teasing banter to end.
I don’t know how I do it, but against my better judgement, I ignore the need to let our bodies do the talking and instead snake my own hand around Keane’s neck. I press my thumb against the side of his throat in the same way he did to me, feeling for the pulse that I hope to the Ancients is just as wild as mine.
“It’s beating as fast as yours,” Keane grins, flicking his tongue against my neck just under my ear.
I moan.
It is.
I can feel his strong heartbeat pushing against the pad of my thumb. The beat moves quicker when he nips down on my neck.
“Ancients,” I groan, head tilting to the side.
Keane smiles against my skin, “the Ancients won’t hear you out here, Alexis. It’s just you and me.”
I press down fiercely against his throat in response, feeling his quick pulse again and making me want him even more. Keane rolls his hips into mine as a small gasp escapes my lips, his hard cock pressing perfectly between my thighs as it rubs against my clit. He swiftly pushes my head to the side with his, his lips crashing down on my neck before his tongue draws me in.
Keane brings his hand down from the tree and grabs my waist, pulling my body flush into his. The sheer size of him has a groan spilling from my lips, my hips moving with absolute hunger as he presses one of his thighs between my legs and rocks my body back and forth. He holds me tight as he moves, urging me to use him, his whole body commanding mine just as his lips move down my neck.
“Fucking Ancients, Alexis. The things I want to do to you right now.”
I grab his hand on my hip and intwine our fingers, moaning when his teeth nip down sharply just below my ear. I thrust at the jolt and guide his hand off my hip, moaning when Keane feels where I’m leading him and lustfully cups my breast with a squeeze.
“Fuck,” I cry.
Keane pushes his thigh between my legs harder, pinning me to the tree as both hands heatedly grab my cloak and pull it open. He descends on my throat, lips trailing down to my collarbone as his fingers tug on my nipples, his cock rubbing perfectly against my clit as I cry out again.
“So responsive, Alexis,” he groans in approval.
Heat flushes through my whole body, every part of me loving the way his tongue and lips pull and suck against my skin. I arch my chest into his hands and let his fingers taunt my hard nipples, moaning when he gives each another tug and groans at my reaction again.
“I still want to know,” one of his hand moves down to dip below, pulling the hem of my shirt out of my riding pants, “tell me how you know I was locating you.”
“I don’t know,” I lie breathlessly, feeling his fingers skim against the bare skin of my stomach. The simple touch makes my legs tremble as I fall heavily onto his thigh for support, quickly wrapping both hands around his neck.
Ancients, Keane’s hair is so soft.
I run my fingers through the thickness and tug softly, pulling him down closer to me so he can continue his torment on my neck. The Prince doesn’t disappoint as his lips claim me again, his hand under my shirt darting up to feel the lace that’s covering my breasts. He groans and pulls the fabric down, fingers pulling at my nipple until I whimper in response.
“Tell me,” he demands again, his lips burning against my skin, “we agreed to keep this real, Alexis.”
We did, under the Shadow Oak.
I open my mouth to answer but find I’m unable to actually describe what I felt. My lips open in confusion and close again, thoughts scattering around in my mind as I try to make sense of the earlier vibrations.
Keane stops his torture at my neck and stills his hand under my shirt, his head tilting back so he can look at me properly. He holds my gaze in genuine curiosity before tracing small circles around my nipple, watching with a smile as my body twitches from his touch.
