He considered this. “And it never gets cold here or in Unseelie, does it? Why is that?”
“It doesn't get cold at Castle Twilight or Castle Unseelie because they are located closer to the equator, in line with California and the Marshall Islands. And Daxon's place is in L.A. so I only have to deal with cold when I visit Tiernan, and that's only when we leave the castle.”
“Which isn't often.”
“Not during winter, no.” I grinned and looked down at Mirielle. “You're a winter baby. I wonder if that means something?”
“It means she was sent to warm our hearts.”
“Fatherhood has made you sentimental,” I teased.
“You made me sentimental,” he shot back. “Miri just magnified it.”
“I love you too.” I stopped pumping, and he got up to take the pump from me. “Thanks.” I switched Miri to the other side, but she was done. “Is that it, little girl? Are you full?”
Miri gurgled, then closed her eyes.
“No, no.” I hurried to get her to my shoulder to burp her, not bothering to put my breast back in my bra. “Don't fall asleep yet.”
Seren started chuckling again. “Here, sweetheart.” He slid a cloth over my shoulder. “With the way things are going for you tonight, Miri's going to spit up all over you.”
As if he summoned it, Mirielle burped and spat up on the cloth.
I laughed. “You called it. Here, take her for me.”
Sever took Miri and went to lay her in her crib as I got everything covered up.
“I don't know why you bothered,” Sever said as he pulled me to my feet. “I'm going to have you naked in less than three minutes.” With that, my husband lifted me into his arms and carried me to bed.
Chapter Fifteen
My exhaustion and frustration faded under the spread of Sever's wings and his wandering hands. In the days leading up to Miri's birth, I had no interest in sex and then the Kumiho thing had happened. Being touched so intimately now felt as if I was coming back to life. My body woke to Sever's kiss like Sleeping Beauty. Except this was a real fairy tale, and my prince was much more than charming.
“I've missed this,” Sever murmured as he lifted a hand to trail just above my body, basking in my aura.
He was leaning on one elbow, propped above me, his dark wings spread and glittering in the moonlight that streamed through the crystal dome in the ceiling. Beautiful. Beyond handsome. Sever was perfection, made by God to be his representative. His voice. My husband's words were once taken as the word of Anu. Now, they were all his own. And currently, they were centered around me.
“It's nice to have you to myself,” he said.
“Your reward for staying behind.” I ran a hand over his feathers, then slid it down to his face. “I love you.”
“I love you too. And that love is the most important thing in my life.” He bent his head to kiss me as his body rolled over mine, sliding between my legs.
The kiss went on and on, and yet I wanted more. An eternity of this. Heaven in one man. My Angel, all the better for falling. His black wings like the night sky and his golden hair like the sun. I loved the contradiction of him.
Making delighted sounds, Sever teased my tongue, then pulled back and worked his way down my throat. My back arched when he found my breast. He was gentle there, nuzzling me before lightly tonguing my nipple. Then he went lower, his hands sliding up to massage my breasts so they wouldn't feel abandoned. Lips on my belly. Tongue dipping into my bellybutton. Leonine hair spread over my hips and dark feathers over my bed.
More. Give me more.
I spread my legs wide. And then Sever was there, his tongue hot and insistent. Growls came from him, soft and eager. But there was nothing soft about the pleasure that shot up from where he kissed me. It was as bold as electricity and just as jolting. I came off the bed, head bent backward and arms extending. Biting my lip, I barely managed to hold back a scream, but mewls escaped me. Ecstasy rocked through me, and all I could think was,How have I gone so long without this?
“Sever,” I gasped, one hand grabbing his hair. “Sever.” It became my mantra, spoken over and over, each repetition becoming stronger, more resonant until the word vibrated through me and became a song of completion.
As I came down from the bliss, Sever reared up, wings stretching wide and eyes shining. His chest was art, sculpted by a master, and it led me down to a particularly rock-hard piece of him that I needed despite my recent climax. I reached for him, but he was already there, sliding into me with ease. My body,tight from its recent healing, gripped him powerfully. Sever grunted and pushed, working himself in and out until he made it past my resistance.
“Fuck, Seren. Did you get tighter?” Sever growled.
“I think so.” I grinned and gripped his ass. “Do you like it?”
