“No, it's wonderful.” He grinned wickedly before he reached up and tickled me.
“Stop!” I shouted and laughed at the same time. “You evil bastard!”
Taeven laughed with me, but finally let up so I could collapse across his chest. Inside me, his cock pulsed, as mine did between us. I lifted my head to look up at him and brushed the hair back from his face. Our laughter faded and the heat returned rapidly.
“I'm so sorry, Shane,” Taeven whispered.
“What? Why?”
“I said you could ride me as long as you wished, but I can't wait any longer.”
Taeven rolled me and slid his arms beneath my knees to lift my legs up and out to the sides. The position left him above me without pressing on my ribs. The Falcon Lord bent his body over mine, his golden hair falling around us, and began to thrust deeply into me, stretching me open and hitting all the right spots. It still hurt my side, what with his slamming and my bent position, but the pain faded into pleasure until I barely felt it at all.
“I forgive you,” I panted and clutched at his shoulders.
“Does that mean I can go wild now?” He grinned.
I took my legs from him and spread them further apart. “Have at it, babe. Fuck me like a beast.”
With a sharp shriek, surprising in its sexy tone, Taeven started slamming into me, but this time, he was still with me, his stare focused on my face. “Shane,” he panted. “Stroke yourself for me. I'm going to come soon, and I want you to come with me.”
I started rubbing myself, watching his powerful body move over me, the muscles clenching and releasing as he drove his cock into my channel. I'd never felt so full, filled to my limit. Pleasure zinged from front to back, nerves that had never been touched by a man getting rammed to life. Screaming life.
“Shane!” Taeven shouted urgently.
“Yeah, babe, I'm coming.” I groaned through my release, angling myself so I spilled across my chest, and as I did, Taeven pulled out and, with another primal shriek, added his thick streams to mine. The feel of that hot liquid on my skin sent my whole body shuddering through aftershocks, and as Tae lowered my legs to the bed, I twitched uncontrollably.
And then the motherfucker left.
I shuddered again as I gaped after him, admiring his ass regardless of my annoyance. But Tae came back seconds later with a warm, wet, cloth and gently washed the cum from my chest. Once I was clean, he tossed the cloth onto the bedside table, pulled the covers over us, and tucked me in carefully against him, sliding his arm under my pillow so I'd be comfortable.
I fell asleep with a grin on my face.
Chapter Seventeen
I woke to a freshly showered and dressed warlord.
“Good morning,” I murmured and stretched.
“Good morning.” Taeven beamed at me. “I ordered us breakfast. It should be here soon.”
“Great. I'm starving.” I sat up and winced.
“Is it worse?” Tae hurried over, his gaze going to my bruised side.
“Nah, just looks worse cause the bruise is setting in.”
“It looks awful. Here, lay back.” He grabbed the salve and applied some to my ribs, then lifted the bandage on my face and gingerly rubbed some there.
Through his gentle ministrations, I watched him adoringly, then I stood up and pulled his face down to mine to give him a quick kiss.“This is how humans heal; I'll be fine. Now, I'm going to shower again.”
“Again?”
“It's a phenomenal shower. And there won't be any soldiers showering beside me.”
“But there will be a warlord waiting outside again,” he teased.
“Yes, but this time, my warlord is prepared for the magnificence of my body.” I grinned and posed to show off said body.
