He loomed over her, his eyes hungrily raking over her frame, dark with desire, looking every inch the berserker she liked to tease him about.
She closed her eyes. “I hardly know what to do with myself when you look at me like that,” she whispered.
“Like what?” he asked, trailing his fingers between her knees.
She gasped, eyes shooting open, back arching, and she spread her legs without thought. “Like… you want to eat me whole. Your touch is so ticklish, yet you awaken my body, lighting fires inside me until I can do nothing but burn for you.”
He sat down next to her, tracing patterns on her inner thigh. “Is that so?” He leaned down and planted a kiss on her outer thigh. “Ye didnae tell me that before.”
“I thought you knew,” she panted, widening her legs. “I thought you knew what you do to me. Your hands are so sure,” she whispered. “While I hardly know what to do to pleasure you.”
He planted another kiss on the milky softness of her inner thigh. “Yer touch is enough. Me lips on yer soft skin makes me melt. To be able to reach out and feel ye after all these months of restraint…” He lifted his head slightly so he could meet her eyes, a grin on his lips. “It’s heaven to me, Lilly.”
Butterflies fluttered in her stomach. She lifted her hand and ran a finger through his hair. “So what happens whenItouch you?”
“The same burning desire ye describe is ignited in me a hundred-fold,” he said bluntly.
She blinked, rather taken aback by his honesty.
She sat up and raked both hands through his hair. “Touch me then. Kiss me. Let me touch you. Let us both combust until we reach that inevitable explosion.”
“Ye certainly do have a way with words, dear wife,” he said, before leaning down and burying his head between her legs.
She cried out and then whimpered as he tongued her sensitive nub and then slurped up her warm wetness. She might have been embarrassed about her body’s reaction if she were not already lost in the ecstasy of his touch.
Her hips rose, straining towards him in a feat of athleticism she had not known she was capable of. He continued to devour her with a dedication she admired, causing jolts of electricity to zing across her limbs. Sensation shot from one burning point to every inch of her body.
“God!” she cried out, canting her hips desperately, needing him more than air. “Please, please, please, please!”
He stopped feasting on her and grinned up at her. “Please what?” he asked.
She blinked at him in incomprehension, unaware of what she had said. “Kayden!” she whispered. “Please.”
His gaze grew hungrier, more predatory, and he swooped down again, burying his tongue inside her.
“Please, I must have you now.Allof you,” she moaned, beyond caring about what he might think of her neediness.
She clawed at his shoulders, wanting him to come up to her. Eventually, he seemed to understand, rising so that he was looming over her.
She whimpered, lifting her legs and wrapping them around his waist even as she pulled him down to her chest.
“Kayden,” she moaned, before he took her mouth in a searing kiss, his erection pressing against her thighs. “More,” she begged, widening her legs.
Kayden took himself in hand and pushed into her. They both groaned long and low as he breached her.
Something inside her relaxed once he filled her, his balls nestled securely against her entrance. An exhalation of breath, a completeness she felt only when he was inside her.
“Kayden,” she said tearfully.
He kissed her eyelids, before peppering kisses all over her jaw and lips. His hips undulated, thrusting forcefully into her.
They both moaned, bodies moving together, their shadows thrown across the walls, like a beast with two backs.
“Mmm, Kayden.”
She reached up, pulling him down to her so he was covering her body with his, hips still snapping hard. Her arms wrapped around him as she held him close, wanting to feel him everywhere.
“Not enough,” she groaned.
