Alar shuddered as I licked him clean. "I must have died and gone to Dolis."
Lying back against my pillow, I chuckled. "Do Elurians believe in the afterlife?"
"Of course." He squeezed beside me on the narrow bed, and I made room for him by scooting to one side. "You are incredible." He leaned over me and kissed my lips. "I don't think I've ever…" he drifted off.
I wanted him to finish that sentence and proclaim me the best he'd ever had. It wasn't as if I was under any delusion that he'd been celibate until he found me. Even if Alar weren't anElurian prince, his looks and personality alone were enough to make him irresistible to most women.
"You can say whatever you wanted to say. I want to hear it."
Looking at me as if I was precious to him, he feathered his fingers over my cheek. "There is only you, Kailin. Everything else belongs in the already forgotten past. You are my future."
My heart fluttered in my chest at his words, but I had to acknowledge that this was an odd moment for such a declaration. Alar hadn't even claimed me fully yet. Although truth be told, I felt like I'd already claimed him, and it wasn't because of the intimacy and pleasure we'd just shared.
It was a different kind of claiming.
It was a reclaiming because right now I felt like Alar had always belonged to me, and that we'd gotten separated in another life, only to find each other again.
How else could I explain my total lack of bashfulness about being naked with him on top of the covers, with the taste of his seed still on my lips?
I looked into his gorgeous eyes. "I feel the same. I mean about you being my future because I have no past other than the one you and I shared in another lifetime."
His eyes widened. "That's precisely how I feel. It's like I've been searching for you without knowing that you were what I was missing, and when I found you, I knew I'd found home." He pushed a strand of hair behind my ear. "I told myself that it was absurd to feel that way for a girl I'd just met, but since you feel it too, then our meeting must have been preordained."
Alar was grinning, and my heart twisted in my chest. He was the most handsome man I'd ever met, my Elurian prince.
I grinned back, and we were smiling at each other like we'd won a coveted prize or uncovered a hidden treasure, and in a way, we had.
He buried his fingers in my hair, holding me steady, his gaze shifting to my mouth. "My Kailin."
He kissed me, and as we clung to each other, chest to chest, our tongues entwining, the flames of my desire flared anew until I was moaning into his mouth. I let myself go, trusting Alar to catch me, and he didn't break that kiss until I was light-headed and we were both panting for breath.
"My Alar," I said.
He tightened his arms around me, and then his hands dipped down to knead my bottom, while he ground his erection against my mound.
Alar's recovery was quite fast and impressive, and I liked to believe that it was because of me, and that he wouldn't have been as quick to rise again with anyone else.
I folded a leg over his hip, bringing his hard length closer to where I needed it and at the same time trying not to think how big he was and how difficult the joining was going to be.
From talking to Shovia, I knew not to expect pleasure the first time, but Alar had already given me that; I was ahead of the game, and perhaps that was why I wasn't as nervous about what was about to happen as I'd thought I would be.
"I drank the contraceptive tea," I whispered. "I'm ready."
"I'll be gentle," Alar promised as he pushed me to my back. "If you want me to stop at any point, just say so, and I will."
"I know," I whispered. "I trust you completely."
I had no doubt he would never attempt the game some men played of being beyond the point of no return. There was no such thing for humans unless one was talking about gravity.
As Alar lifted to his knees, I expected him to grip his massive erection and point it at my entrance, but instead, he leaned over me and kissed a path from my neck to my right nipple. As his mouth closed around it, I arched my back, letting him know thatI wanted more of that, but he didn't linger on one breast for long before moving to the other.
I didn't want him to stop, and not because I was stalling. The pleasure was intense, and he knew the exact moment when pleasure turned into pain and switched to the other breast, letting the first calm as he tormented the other.
He also knew exactly the moment when I had had enough of that and needed something more.
Was he reading my mind like the shaman had?
What if Alar had shamanic potential as well?
