“You're welcome.” He gave me a pat. “And thank you for your service to Stalana.”
“I'll walk you out,” Taeven offered as he stood.
When he returned, I had the blankets shoved down and my arms crossed behind my head.
Chapter Sixteen
Taeven stopped short and gaped at me. I lifted a brow at him.
“Are you sure?” he whispered.
“Don't I look sure?” I grinned.
“What about your ribs?”
“I'll deal.”
“Dr. Murdock said no strenuous activity for a day.”
“Then I'll be careful to not strain myself.”
“I should shower.”
I flopped my arms down and growled, “Taeven get your fine faerie ass over here right now!”
Tae chuckled and kicked off his boots. Seconds later, his pants and socks were gone, and he was striding toward me with a wicked smile and a burgeoning erection.
“That's more like the reaction I was hoping for,” I muttered, but I did so breathlessly.
Because he was naked. And glorious. And oh, fuck, I was about to have him.
But then Tae stopped and looked at the bottle of pills. “I want you to take a pain pill first.”
“Ugh!”
Tae ignored me and went to the bathroom. He returned with a glass of water and handed it to me before opening the bottle and tapping out a pill. I obediently took the medication and as I set the glass down, I felt the bed shift. When I turned back toward Tae, I found him crawling over to me. I made a soft sound, somewhere between pleasure and anxiety, as he straddled me. His body became a cage, his hands and knees bracketing me, but I had never been so happy to be confined in all my life. Hesitantly, I reached for him. Made contact with that smooth, warm skin. Drew my palm along the curves of his chest.Holy shit, he felt amazing!Like silk over steel. With a deep moan, Taeven lowered his mouth to mine.
It was even better than our first kiss, full of a tenderness that Tae had lacked before, one born of knowing someone and, most importantly, liking them. His mouth was less demanding, more languorous, taking the time to learn the curves of mine and delve deep. Wine and cream lingered on his tongue, sweet and sharp, enhancing his flavor. I grabbed his long hair and pulled him closer.
Slowly, agonizingly, he laid his powerful body over mine, careful not to crush my ribs. His cock teased mine at first, then settled beside it. The feel of it there—warm and velvety and heavy—made my shaft harden to an aching degree.
Then he began to grind.
Oh, fuck, I've never had a man do that to me. Taeven pressed down until our cocks were held tightly between us, and that's where the grinding came in. Once he had us pinned together, he began to undulate his hips, moving them not only up and down but also in circular, swirling motions. It was similar to being stroked by a fist but more teasing, and the sensation of his cock against mine sent it over into blissful eroticism.
“Oh, fuck!” I pulled away from his kiss to exclaim.
“Did I hurt your ribs?” He immediately withdrew.
“Yes, but I don't fucking care.” I grabbed his ass—his firm, pert ass—and pulled him back to grind me more as I lifted to push against him.
Tae grinned and bent down to start kissing my jaw, making his way up to my ear. “You have the most beautiful cock I've ever seen.”
“Beautiful or big?” I shot back.
“Both.” He laughed.
I used his distraction to roll him onto his back. Taeven lifted a brow as I straddled him.
