Not close enough.
“You’re beautiful,” I said, my eyes never leaving hers. “So fucking beautiful, wife.”
Her face flushed even darker, her body writhing beneath me. Iloved the way she tightened around my fingers, the way her breath came in short, sharp cries.
I moved my hand faster, pumping harder. She lifted her hips, meeting my thrusts, her gaze never leaving mine.
Cupping my other hand around her throat, I leaned close only long enough to whisper before pulling back to meet her eyes. “Come for me, Wildfire. Show me you're mine.”
And she did. Her body spasmed around my fingers, her hips bucking wildly as she found bliss.
My cock exploded as expected. There was no way I wouldn't come along with this woman.
Sinking back into the tub, I pulled Reyla with me, her back resting against my chest. I reached for the soap, lathering it in my hands before massaging it into her hair. Her soft moan as she relaxed into my touch made my cock twitch with renewed interest.
She wiggled and shot me a smile over her shoulder. “Still eager to play, my king?”
I curled forward to kiss her cheek. “Always, Wildfire. Always.” I finished rinsing her hair and urged her forward on my thighs so I could massage her back. She leaned into my touch, her soft groans echoing in the steamy room.
“I want to be with you, but if you keep doing that, you're going to make me fall asleep,” she said in a languid voice.
“Sleep if that’s what you need. I’m here to hold you.”
“Let me help you.” She turned to face me, taking the soap and mimicking my actions, her fingers working magic on my scalp. I closed my eyes, savoring the sensation. When she made me turn and stroked my back, digging her fingertips into my sore muscles, I was the one filling the room with growls and groans.
I shifted around and held her face with my palms, staring into her eyes. “My love for you, Wildfire, isn't bound by flesh or bone. It surpasses all that.”
“Lore,” she croaked, her eyes shimmering with tears. But these were tears of joy. I had and I would still bring tears of sorrow to her eyes, but I took happiness in knowing I could please her now.
“My love runs deeper than the roots grip the soil,” I said. “Farther than stars scatter across the sky. You're every breath I've ever taken, every one I willevertake, and when this world crumbles to dust, I will still love you—even in its ashes. You’re my reason, Reyla. My always.”
Her trembling hand brushed against my cheek, her fingertip gliding over the jagged scar like it was something sacred. Her eyes locked on mine, unflinching, like she saw the broken pieces inside me and didn’t just understand them, she claimed them. “You call me your wildfire, but you’re the one who sparked this flame inside me, Lore. You seared your name into my soul, so deep and so permanent that even if I forget myself, I'd still know you. When shadows fall, I will find you, because you’re my light, my guide, my home. Wherever you are, I will be too.”
I kissed her, slow and deep and full of all the emotions surging through my heart, then pulled away.
With her in my arms, I stepped from the tub, water cascading down our bodies to puddle on the floor. I snagged a cloth and wrapped it around her, patting her dry. She did the same for me, her touch lingering, igniting my skin. My heart. My soul.
Without a word, I scooped her up into my arms and carried her to our bed. I laid her down gently, following her, my body covering hers. Our lips met in a soft, lingering kiss that deepened into something more urgent.
Reyla’s hands tangled in my hair, pulling me closer, her lips parting against mine. Every touch from her made something primal roar within me, a hunger that couldn't be sated with a kiss.
“I want you,” she whispered against my mouth, her voice a mixture of need and desperation that mirrored my own.
I trailed kisses down her neck, feeling her pulse quicken beneath my lips. Her chest heaved, each breath drawing me in deeper. I kissed every bit of her skin, finally moving back to her breasts. I took one hardened peak into my mouth, sucking gently, drawing out a soft moan from deep within her.
“Lore…” My name was a plea, a call that echoed through my bones.
I moved lower, my hands and mouth exploring every curve, every dip of her exquisite body. Her skin was smooth and incredibly soft, and I reveled in the sensation of having her beneath me. When I reached her heat, I nipped at her inner thigh, causing her to jolt and gasp.
Her gaze sought mine, and in that moment, we were connected by a bond deeper than any magic, more powerful than any curse. My mate. My incredible wife.
I lowered my head, pressing a soft kiss on her clit before sliding my tongue through her wetness. Her body arched off the bed, and a cry escaped her lips. I licked and sucked, circling her clit with my tongue, feeling her muscles tense beneath me.
“By the fates…” Her voice trembled, her fingers digging into the blankets.
I slid a finger inside her, feeling her clench around me, her hips moving in rhythm with my strokes. I added another. Her moans grew louder, her body writhing, her lungs raging.
I could tell she was close, but I didn't want her to come yet. I wanted to be inside her when she shattered, to feel her fall apart around me. Pulling back, I rose above her. Reyla’s eyes fluttered open, her gaze meeting mine with a mixture of surprise and desperate need. A soft whimper escaped her lips. “Lore, please.”
