‘Thomas!’
Her orgasm drenched his fingers and tongue, and need took over.
Clio was burning and she called forth the heart of her flame, wanting more, wanting everything.
‘I want you, Thomas. Now. Please.’ As someone who never begged for anything, Clio would have been appalled at her desperate plea if she wasn’t so consumed with need.
‘Tell me if you need me to stop.’ He rose over her like a god, his body hard and chiselled, his mouth glistening with her pleasure, and his cock a steel length between them. But she didn’t care if it hurt. She didn’t care if he split her in two, separating her body from her soul; she just wanted him inside her, a part of her, fused together.
‘I need you. All of you. Now.’ It was her turn to command him. If he did not follow her orders, she would consume them both with her fire. And wasn’t that a marvel. To know he could withstand her witch flame without burning. That it became part of him just as he became part of her.
He knocked her legs wider with his own, gripping her hips and tipping her pelvis. Her body still hummed from the blinding orgasm he delivered with his tongue and fingers. The head of his cock nudged her swollen entrance, and he paused.
She held his gaze, nodding as he pushed in slowly, stretching untried muscles. The burn was almost painful, but Clio was bornfrom flame, and she welcomed him into her depths. Sweat dripped from his forehead, landing on her hip, searing her as he continued his slow, deliberate, determined assault on her senses. She clenched her muscles around him, her body pulling him deeper. Until he hit her barrier. He pulled out, just as slowly as he entered, scraping over raw nerves. A fresh rush of wet heat eased his movements.
‘Are you sure?’ His words were gravel, his eyes burning with need and fear and love.
‘Yes,’ she willed him to move. To make her his as he was already hers.
In one hard thrust, he breached her final barrier.
The pain blended with a blinding pleasure that sparked in her core, her nipples, the sensitive skin behind her knees, her clitoris. He filled her then held still. It was glorious and overwhelming and more than she could ever imagine. She tried to move, wanting more, wanting everything, but his body pinned her to the mattress.
‘Wait, love. Let your body adjust.’
He pressed a soft kiss to her temple and like magic, her tight muscles slowly melted around his pulsing cock, acclimating to his size as they breathed each other’s air in heavy gasps.
Brushing a palm over her breast, he kneaded the sensitive flesh. The sweet sensations echoed where her body embraced him. He dipped his head to suck on the tender tip, creating new sparks of need cascading through her body. With heartbreaking tenderness, he pulled out, dragging his heavy cock through her aching flesh and pushing back in, harder. With each thrust, pain ebbed, and pleasure flowed.
‘Yes.’ She changed the rhythm as he lunged deeper, tilting her hips to meet him, her legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him tighter.
He slammed harder, hitting a place that flashed white light through her body.
Her power pulsed and glowed beneath her skin, seeping into Thomas until they were twin flames, intermingled, separate and the same, feeding one another and growing hotter as she began to shatter around him.
‘Come with me,’ she demanded, letting go of the headboard, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him down, needing his weight to hold her steady.
His hips moved like a piston as he plunged deeper. Harder. His engorged flesh dragging against her swollen clitoris as he splintered her into a million pieces. But she didn’t break alone. He fractured with her, melding together in a crucible of acceptance and desire.
‘Clio!’ His hoarse cry filled her as he froze, his cock growing harder within her, pulsing out his essence. She took what he gave her, giving him all of herself in return.
Clio’s spirit was floating somewhere in the ether. Slowly, it descended like a cloud as she became aware of Thomas’ delicious weight on top of her. She buried her nose in his neck and inhaled soap, spice, and salt.
His low grumble vibrated against her chest. ‘My God.’
A spark of joy fizzed within her.
‘My goddess.’ She snuggled closer, wanting to cocoon herself within his arms until she was ready to emerge, a new creature.
‘Yes. You are. My goddess.’ He pulled away, and she felt the loss of his heat. Standing, he padded naked to the bowl of water and pitcher set on her nightstand.
‘What are you doing?’ She quirked a brow and enjoyed the view of his powerful, naked body in the moonlight. His skin still glowing.
I did that. We did that.
Ellie’s words came back to her:‘He provokes your magic. You canshare your elemental power with him. Your abilities extend to him when they shouldn’t.’
Thomas provoked more than just Clio’s magic. He provoked her trust. Her love. Her respect. She shared more than just her fire with him. She shared her body. Her heart. Her essence. And tonight, her power filled him just as he filled her.
