Her words sent a shiver down his back that tightened his sack. He could not wait any longer. He didn’t have to. Gently, he positioned himself at her entrance, the slickness wearing at his control. Leaning over her, he took a luscious breast into his mouth and sucked hard.
Her hips rose, causing him to slip inside her just a little.
“Oh. More.” Her legs wrapped around his arse as if she would take him in all at once.
He wanted that too, but he didn’t wish to hurt her. Moving his mouth to the other breast, he repeated his action. This time when she raised her hips, he slowly moved forward. Her legs squeezed him, wanting more. Her need for him had him giving in. Lifting his head from her breast, he watched her as he moved carefully all the way to his hilt.
She stilled, her eyes rounding as her body adjusted to him. “Fen?”
Her whisper sent erotic sensations over his entire body. “Yes.” His voice was gravelly, his throat dry with need.
“I feel loved, complete.”
His heart skittered at her words. “You are. We are one now.”
Her nose crinkled. “Is this it? I thought it would be…more exciting.”
He laughed, moving inside her, causing a gasp. “It will be. Allow me to show you.” He didn’t wait for an answer. Instead, he slowly pulled back before pushing in again.
As her eyes closed, a smile formed on her face.
He pulled back again, going slow, making it almost unbearable, but for her first time, her body would need to adjust. Yet before he could move his hips forward, her feet pulled him toward her and he drove into her.
“Yes.” Her voice was strong, making it clear what she wanted.
Standing straight again, he pulled back, holding her hips in place to set the pace. He was careful but gave her want she wanted, what they both wanted. She was warm and welcoming, holding him as he pulled out, only to move in again.
His pleasure mounted and he needed her to reach her pinnacle with him. As he pulled out once more, he used his finger to encircle her pleasure spot while he moved forward again. At once, she tightened around him and soft moans came from her open lips. He watched her as her excitement rose, his own matching hers as he slid in and out.
His control began to slip. His need became unbearable, her body pulling him to the edge. Then she constricted around him, her back arching as her feet held him against her and she gave a long, soft cry, sending him spiraling into his own sweet joy with her.
One.The word flitted through his mind as he held her to him, his very soul seeming to heal and rejoice as he filled her. The feelings were so overwhelming, he couldn’t move. He could only hold onto her, his anchor to life, his joy.
Finally, he opened his eyes to find his hands still gripping her while her chest rose and fell quickly with her breaths. He loosened his fingers and bent over to pull her up against him, keeping them together yet feeling her heart beat against his. He found himself looking forward to the future instead of ignoring it.
He wanted to know all her thoughts and ideas on life, love, learning, lanterns, everything. A different excitement built in his chest. He looked at each new day now with an anticipation of how she would see it and what they would do together. His breath caught as the image of a baby settled into his mind. For the first time in his life, he could see having children.
“Dory?”
“Hmm?” She remained limp, her arms and legs hanging loosely at her sides.
He took a certain amount of pride in that at the same time a fierce protectiveness filled him. “Would you like to go upstairs and lie down?”
She didn’t lift her head. Instead, she spoke to his shoulder. “Won’t the servants talk if we walk naked through the house?”
An image of them walking hand in hand naked up the stairs while the servants peeked from behind doorways had him laughing. He squeezed her tighter, not sure how he had been so fortunate as to earn her love. “Yes, I expect they will, even if they just peek around the corners.”
He felt her lips lift against his skin before she turned her head and looked at him. “We could be the talk of all downstairs.”
“I’m not sure that would be something to brag about.” He gazed into her eyes, which appeared a pretty aqua color at the moment. “But I could put your dress on you and carry you up.”
She tilted her head and a devilish look came into her eyes. “No, I absolutely forbid any of the maids to see you unclothed. No, we will just have to stay here, in the library. Do you think they would mind bringing our meals in here? Then tonight while everyone is asleep, we could sneak up to our rooms?”
His breath hitched at her suggestion. Stay in the library all day with no clothes on? It was so beyond his thought process that he found himself studying the idea from all angles. He’d never imagined it, but there was no reason not to. He gave her a sly smile. “I can think of no better way to spend the day.”
She wrapped her arms around his neck and brushed a kiss across his lip. “I can, but we can do that tomorrow.”
He laughed outright, the sound filling the room, reverberating against them. At her widening eyes, he laughed harder, a happy tear escaping. Hugging her close, he felt her giggling in response.
