Then I went down on him all the way, his low curse ringing off the walls, hips lifting off the bed, fist wrapping in my braid as I sucked and licked, bobbed up and down until he was almost there—before backing off—teasing him until he was a panting, wrung-out mess.
Shadows shifted around us as I slid him a look across that muscled abdomen. “I want you to come in my mouth, Kaden. Don’t you dare hold back, because if you do, then you won’t get your reward.” My smile was pure wickedness.
“And you’ll really want what comes after this.”
“Oh gods, you’re going to kill me,” he muttered, and I took him deeper until he hit the back of my throat, and this time—this time I didn’t hold back. I knew what he liked now. How he tightened his grip on my hair when I rimmed my tongue around his crown. How he made that helpless little groan when I traced the vein on the underside of his cock.
“Princess, I’m going to—fuck, Lyrae. Fuck, I can’t stop myself.”
Kaden’s hips bowed off the bed as he exploded, hot spurts spilling down my throat, and I took every drop, loving the way he was so wild, so…uninhibited.
When he was done, I rocked back on my heels, licking my lips, his cock already hardening, a gleam in his eyes that should have prepared me for what was coming.
He tackled me backward, pressed me down to the bed, surrounded by a sifting bed of cool shadows curling up over my body as he pushed between my legs, then draped my knees over his wide shoulders, folding me in half before dropping his mouth to my pussy.
“Been fucking dreaming of tasting you for a godsdamned week,” he muttered.
I sucked in a breath when his lips met slippery, eager flesh—when his tongue flattened out and licked through my folds, when his teeth closed down on my clit, tongue lashing over me with eager abandon.
I was closer than I thought, because I tipped over the edge in a sudden, tumbling orgasm that was almost brutal in its intensity, stealing my breath, leaving me gasping out his name.
“That was…” Rooke wiped his wet lips with the back of his hand, looking equally proud and dazed. “That was…so good.” His gilded eyes softened. “I could do this all day. Keep you here forever, just like this—drifting in a cloud of my magic—looking like…you’re satisfied and loved.”
I reached up and touched his cheek, feeling like there were a thousand things I wanted to say right now, but only one mattered.
“Come here, Kaden. I need you inside me.”
He covered me with his big body, more shadows pouring off him now until we were doused in them, and I widened my legs so he fit into the cradle of my thighs. This first pairing could have been awkward, but I was so slick and he was so hard that big, blunt crown slid through my folds, then in—both of us hissing as he pushed past my entrance.
“Gods, you’re so tight.” His eyes whipped to mine. “I’m not hurting you, am I?” He looked stricken at the idea, freezing in place.
“No. You feel perfect. Just…” I tipped my hips up and he slid in another few inches, stretching and filling me up in such a satisfying way I moaned, biting my bottom lip. “That’s…almost there. Just a little…”
Instinct had Kaden pulling back and shunting forward,driving himself in to the hilt, both of us groaning as our hips fit together—flush, perfect—like we were made for each other.
“Told you,” I murmured, wrapping my arm around the back of his neck to hold him closer. “Everything else was just…warm-up. But this…this is the good part.”
“You feel so—gods—you feel like you’re swallowing my cock. So tight. So hot. So good.” He muttered, pulling out, then thrusting back in, gentle, like he was afraid he might hurt me.
“You can fuck me, Kaden. I won’t break.” I swept my other hand down his back to where sweat pooled at the base of his spine, feeling his ass relax—then clench tight as he drove his cock back into me with a feral growl. “That’s it. Even harder, if you want. You feel so good. The pressure, the friction—just having you inside me. All of it feels so good.”
Those words broke some final resistance, and Kaden pistoned into me, one hand gripping my hip to pin me in place, the other braced beside my head, long hair hanging down to hide his face, nothing left visible except those burning eyes, glowing with veins of gold.
I was lost—completely lost—to his wildness. To the fact that this was all brand new.
And when my orgasm climbed up inside me, thundering through bone and flesh and breath—when tears streamed from my eyes from the beauty of it—and Kaden and I clung to each other as he followed me over the edge…
I knew I was never going back to Tempeste.
At least, not to stay.
Because I belonged here.
66
LYRAE
Ever since I’d arrived, the Shadowlands had felt like a place the world forgot.
