Page 84 of Stoking the Flames


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“You've been teasing me. Flaunting your lovers. Flaunting yourself. And Keltyr. You kiss him in public. Right in front of me. You know how much I crave you. And when we train, you rub up against me.” He closed his eyes with a groan and nuzzled his face against mine. “Give yourself to me. Ease this torment. Please, Ember.”

The fight went out of me. I turned my face toward his and Jath instantly took my mouth. He claimed me with his tongue alone, even though this wasn't a claiming. I still wanted it, whatever it was. And what did it matter? He had already fucked me. The least Jath could do was get me off.

I shoved Jath away from me suddenly, then glared at him as he crouched, poised to take me, his cock hard once again, glossy with cum and rain. “You'd better give me a reach-around, you motherfucker.”

Jath's eyes widened as I turned around and got on my hands and knees. I still had one pant leg hooked around my ankle. One boot on. And my tunic was hiked around my waist. It lowered as I moved, but as Jath settled into place behind me, he pushed it up again. When his hands came down, they swept over my chest, pebbling my nipples, and over my belly. At last, he gripped my cock.

“Fuck.” I shuddered. “Fuck me, Jath.” I looked over my shoulder at him.

Jath was magnificent. The rain drenching him did nothing to hide his beauty, only enhanced it. His body was gloriously wet. Water dripped over the sleek muscles of his chest, that slick skin framed by his open tunic. His midnight wings lifted as he slid into me, and behind him, lightning flashed, turning him into a god.

My jaw dropped.

Then it was all I could do to hold on to the muddy grass, fingers digging in for purchase as Jath fucked me viciously. Every thrust sent me forward. But then his hands went to my hips and held me in place. Thunder boomed. The storm was moving on. But a new one raged between us. Jath's slender cock was perfect for me, giving me the friction I needed without stretching me too wide. And he went deep. So deliciously deep.

“Jath,” I moaned. “Please.”

One of his hands slid down from my hip and returned to my cock. His thrusts pumped me into his fist. All that building pleasure rose to an apex. The need. The aching longing I'd felt for him. It all came to a pinnacle. I reached the peak and came face to face with ecstasy. Then dove headfirst into it.

“Jath!” I screamed as my cock kicked and emptied.

Jath released my shaft as I shuddered through the orgasm, but only to grab my hips and speed up. His slams jerked my head and my cock, wringing every drop of cum from me.

“Yes,” Jath grunted. “Fuck, yes. Take it. Take it all!” He jerked against me and released into me once more, holding us pressed together, only his dick moving inside me until it was over.

With the last of his pleasure, Jath fell forward, catching himself on his hands. He stayed like that, bent over me, still inside me, for a few seconds.

Until I looked back at him.

Jath's eyes narrowed as he met my stare, then he shoved away from me, his cock jerking out of my body.

“Fuck,” I muttered as I turned around and rose onto my knees. “Jath, don't—”

“Thank you, Ember. You gave me exactly what I needed. I truly appreciate it. And . . . I'm sorry it can't be anything more.” With that, Jathalion faded away. He didn't even cover himself first.

I fell back into the grass and screamed.

Chapter Forty-One

After pulling myself together and getting dressed, I faded back to the citadel and strode out of the arrival chamber sopping wet.

“Ember.” Finn, who'd been standing near the stairs, turned to frown at me. “Were you just with Keltyr?”

“Notjustwith him, but yes.”

His face twitched. “Did something happen between you two?”

“Nothing bad.” A sliver of anxiety shot through me. “Why? What's wrong with Kel?”

“He looked very upset when he returned. And he was just as wet as—”

“Keltyr was wet?” I cut him off. “Like he'd been rained on?”

“Yes,” Finn said slowly. “You were with him, right? I assume you two got caught in the storm.”

“Kel left before the rain started. He shouldn't . . . oh, fuck.” I swayed on my feet.

“Ember?” Finn grabbed my arm and steadied me.