Echo understood, even if it still terrified her. “Then take me.”
His eyes flew open again, impossibly brighter than before. He’d never looked more like a fae. Echo could suddenly picture him as a fae prince, ethereal and powerful and … untouchable. But he wasn’t untouchable. He was here and warm and hard … and he wanted to belong to her. “Elijah.”
Whatever he read in her expression calmed him somewhat. His fingers brushed her lower belly, curling into her underwear. He peeled them down her legs, and Echo whimpered with excitement at the erotic slowness of the action.
Elijah smirked devilishly at her seconds before he spread her thighs and bent his head. His beard tickled her inner thighs, the sensation unbelievably arousing. Then his mouth was on her, his tongue at her apex.
Heat slammed through Echo, and she pushed her hips into his mouth. Elijah gripped them, pressing them back to the mattress, and then hedevouredher.
Elijah studied her reactions, sensed her emotions, and tortured her with pleasure, suckling her clit and then releasing it to lave and lick languorously every time she was on the precipice of coming.
“Elijah,” Echo pleaded, reaching for him. Her fingers slid through his thick hair and tightened. Elijah growled at the slight pull and began fucking her with his tongue. She shuddered, butit still wasn’t enough. Sensing her needs, he licked back up to her clit and sucked as he pumped two fingers gently into her.
“Yes!” Echo felt the climax tighten, tighten, tighten toward an upward release. “Don’t stop. Don’t stop!”
He pumped harder, rougher.
“Elijah!” she cried out as the orgasm flooded through her entire body, her hips shuddering and shaking against his mouth as he continued to lick up every drop of her release.
Her body melted into the mattress and Echo eventually returned to it. Disbelief and wonder awed her. “Oh my … I’ve never … wow.”
Suddenly, she felt the heat of Elijah’s body, the hair on his legs tickling hers, his stomach brushing across her belly as he moved upward. His harsh need made the pulsing inside Echo quicken again as he wrapped his hands around her wrists to pin her arms above her head. Echo pushed against his hold, but his grip was too strong. Elijah held her captive, his features harsh with lust.
Unbelievable desire heated her body, and that need deep inside her reawakened. His gaze dropped to her breasts, to the tight pebbled nipples begging for his mouth.
Elijah took her right nipple between his lips and sucked.
“Ahh!” Echo strained against his hold and rocked her hips between his thighs, his hard cock prodding her open.
He looked up at her and he licked and laved at her while he held her stare. Echo had always closed her eyes during sex, hating the vulnerability of holding a lover’s gaze while they were intimate. Now she couldn’t believe how much of a turn-on it was.
As if he’d read her thoughts, Elijah released her breast to move over her, pressing harder down on her wrists as he captured her mouth with his. His lips brushed hers, softly, sweetly, surprising her considering how hungry he seemed, and then he released one wrist to reach between them.
Echo felt him guide his cock into place and then he took hold of her wrist again. Leaning all of his weight to hold her down, he pushed into Echo.
She gasped his name at the thick hardness that overwhelmed her with its fullness.
Their eyes held, her breath scattered as he moved inside her, the feel of him so perfect it electrified Echo’s lower spine.
And Elijah began to thrust.
Hard.
His golden eyes burnished with dark desire, his features taut, as he rocked into her over and over, the sensation pushing her toward climax again. After only a few drives inside her, Elijah released Echo’s wrists, slipped out, and got on his knees. He reached for the back of her thighs, gripping them in his hold so her hips and arse came up off the bed.
And then he powered into her.
“Elijah!”
Her mate grunted in satisfaction as he fucked her.
Echo couldn’t reach him, couldn’t touch him. All she could do was take his primal thrusts. It was magnificent. So arousing. Everything she never knew she needed from a male.
Watching him, watching him watch her as he drove into her with focused determination to make her come, was about all Echo could take. Her nails curled into the sheets, shredding them, as he pounded into her, hitting her G-spot with every powerful drive. A human male would have come by now, but Elijah was determined.
Echo’s cries of pleasure filled the cabin, growing higher and needier. Sweat glistened on their bodies, her heart raced, and blood rushed in her ears, wet leaking from her eyes as the sensations inside her threatened ruination.
“Come for me, love,” Elijah hissed. “Let me feel you come around my cock.”
