It shouldn’t be allowed.
“Speechless, Alexis?” Keane grins, fingers moving more aggressively as he pumps steadily in and out, “for once?”
“This…”
I take a hard breath and rock my hips under the water.
“This?” he prompts.
Keane suddenly pulls out from both areas, leaving me wanton and completely aching. I whimper at the loss before he thrusts back in on the same breath, the movement claiming me in one relentless thrust. He watches the soft cry of satisfaction that escapes my lips, his hands moving again and again until I…
“I can’t…”
I moan his name, my body heating with pleasure in ways that I can’t even comprehend. I close my eyes and lean my head against the tub as Keane’s skilled fingers build me up, his thumb settling on my clit until I’m sure I’m going to explode.
“Ancients, Keane! I…. ”
I can’t even form a fucking sentence.
Keane chuckles in a deep way that no woman should ever have to experience. The sound is so full of promise and self-assurance that I know he knows exactly what he’s doing to me and has no qualms as he brings me to ruin. My whole body flushes for him, for his possessive hands that are now claiming me even deeper. I take what he gives and feel both of my entries tighten with need every time he pulls out. Cries of desperation start to fall from my lips as my hips buckle and my body sets to fire with every stroke. I feel his gaze searing into my breasts and will my eyes to open, the full of me nearly coming at the fire behind his gaze. My hips rock so violently that my body begins to tremble, and all the while Keane fucks me with his fingers until I’m screaming out his name.
Ancients help me.
I sag against the tub and watch his smirk broaden to a grin of a fully satisfied man. Keane slowly pulls out and reaches for the bar of soap thatfell in the tub, bringing it between my thighs with a final stroke as he catches my whimper on his lips. I can’t even kiss him back, can’t really do much of anything. My body is too heavy and sated to do anything but ride the high that is still tingling down every inch of me. Everything is sensitive, too sensitive, and when his hands run down my thighs to tug on my legs, it’s all I can do but let him pull me in the water and spin me around so that my back falls into his chest.
“You took me so well, Alexis,” he kisses below my ear, “your body sings for me. I will never get over the sight.”
It’s you, I want to tell him.
He’s the fire within me, the thing that makes me sing.
Say it.
Tell him.
I tip my head back on his shoulder and catch his gaze.
“Save it,” he leans down with a smile, “save it for Gaumond.”
I shiver at his words and close my eyes at the pure rightness of us, my body indeed singing. We stay in this relaxed position for a long while, with Keane scrubbing both of our bodies until my breaths are back to normal. He finally finishes and moves his arms around my shoulders, placing his hands on my thighs as he gives them a small squeeze.
“We speak to my father tomorrow,” he murmurs.
“What!”
I quickly lean forward and turn back to him with narrowed eyes, “and you’re just telling me this now?”
“Yes,” Keane chuckles, brown eyes turning playful, “because I knew once I did it would be the only thing on your mind.”
I glare at him and watch him shrug, grinning from ear to ear.
“I’m selfish.”
“Bastard,” I shake my head and lean back into his chest, “I have so many questions.”
“You and I both,” he nods against me, “Holis and Mana will be there, too, as will Desmond and Cal.”
“I’ve been thinking of telling Alanna and Lord Daniel as well.”
