When I hook my fingers in the waistband of her underwear, she lifts her hips to help me slide them away. No hesitation. No fear. Just trust and want and the kind of raw honesty that makes my chest tight.
She reaches for my shirt then, and I let her strip it away, let her explore the planes of my chest and stomach with curious hands. Every touch sends sparks through the Ether, making us both gasp at the intensity.
“Wes.” My name on her lips sounds like prayer and demand all at once.
“I’m here.” I settle between her thighs, pressing kisses to her hipbones, her inner thighs, anywhere I can reach. “I’m not going anywhere.”
The first touch of my mouth makes her cry out, her back arching off the bed as pleasure crashes through the Ether. I can feel her sensation like it’s my own, can taste her pleasure on my tongue, and it’s intoxicating.
I work her slowly, thoroughly, using the magic to read exactly what she needs. Every gasp and moan feeds back into my hunger until I’m drunk on the taste of her, on the way she comes apart in my mouth.
“Don’t stop,” she gasps, her hands tangling in my hair. “Please don’t stop.”
“Never,” I promise against her skin. “I could do this forever.”
And I could. The way she responds to me, the way her pleasure feeds directly into my hunger—it’s perfect. Sustainable. Like we were made to fit together exactly like this.
When she comes the first time, the Ether explodes around us in a shower of silver light threaded with black. I feel her climax like an electric shock, feeding me so completely that for a moment I can’t breathe.
But it’s not enough. Not nearly enough.
I kiss my way back up her body, savoring every tremor and aftershock. When I reach her mouth, she kisses me desperately, tasting herself on my lips.
“More,” she whispers against my mouth. “I want more.”
“Greedy,” I tease, but there’s approval in my voice. Pride. “I like that. I want you greedy.”
She reaches between us, her hand wrapping around me with a confidence that makes me groan. “Then give me something to be greedy about.”
I nearly lose it right there. The combination of her touch and her words and the way the Ether is singing between us—it’s almost too much.
But I want to savor this. Want to make it last.
I capture her wrists, pinning them gently above her head. “Patience. We have all night.”
“I don’t want to be patient.” There’s an edge to her voice now, something demanding that makes my pulse spike. “I’ve been patient my whole life. I’m done waiting.”
The words hit me hard because I can hear the truth in them, can feel the shift in her through our connection. This isn’t just about sex—it’s about power. About choosing what she wants and taking it without apology.
“Then don’t wait,” I tell her, releasing her wrists to frame her face with my hands. “Take what you want from me. All of it.”
She surges up to kiss me, and this time there’s nothing soft or hesitant about it. She kisses me like she’s claiming me, her nails dragging down my back hard enough to leave marks. She hooks her legs around my thighs, pulling me to her.
When I finally sink into her, we both cry out. The sensation is overwhelming—not just physical, but magical. I can feel her pleasure mixing with mine, creating something bigger than either of us alone.
I move slowly at first, savoring every sensation, every gasp and moan. But she won’t let me stay gentle.
“Harder,” she demands, her legs wrapping around me again to pull me deeper. “I won’t break.”
“No,” I agree, my voice gone rough with need. “You won’t.”
I give her what she wants—what we both need. Deep, claiming strokes that make her arch beneath me, that send lightning through the magic until I can’t tell where I end and she begins.
The black threads in her Ether pulse brighter with every thrust, weaving through the silver until her magic looks like dark starlight. It should worry me. Instead it just makes me hungrier, makes me want to drive her higher until she’s completely undone.
“That’s it,” I breathe against her ear. “Let go. Let me feel all of it.”
She comes apart in my arms with a cry that sounds like my name, her body clenching around me as the Ether explodes between us. The feeding is so intense it borders on overwhelming—wave after wave of her pleasure crashing into me until I’m dizzy with it.
