“I want this,” she says.
I scrutinize her expression, now that I’m close enough to witness every detail. “Why do you look scared?”
Her lids twitch. “I don’t,” she grits out. “I’m not. Stop overanalyzing everything, Cillian.”
Am I overanalyzing everything?
She reaches between us and clamps her fingers down on my length, giving it a slow pump that instantly empties my brain. I climb on top of her, bracing myself on my forearms. When the head of my cock grazes her moist sex, need clenches my jaw.
I lean down and pry her lips open, kissing her hard enough to leave a bruise. And then I begin to glide in.
She’s so slick that it coats the condom, but she’s also so tight that it’s a fucking struggle—a debilitatingly exquisite one—to push in. I’m barely an inch deep when she rips her mouth off mine to gasp.
I hold still, suddenly worried that her channel isn’t made for human dicks. Which is all kinds of crazy, since I don’t think the Atlanteans are built any differently than we are.
“Electra?”
Is it me, or are her eyes as shiny as her brow?
“Babe, are you all right?”
“Fine,” she grits out. “I’m fine.”
She doesn’t sound fine. She sounds mad. Looks it too.
Her palms flatten against my glutes and try to shift me forward, but I hold myself back. “Either get in or get out, but don’t just stay still.”
I frown. Since I don’t want out, I drive myself all the way in. A sharp, electric rush lights up the base of my spine and makes me groan, but one snatch of her face shuts me up.
Her cheeks puff like she’s holding her breath, and tears creep out of her glistening eyes.
My throat clenches. “Is it because I’m nothim?” My tone is barbed and cold.
“Not who?” she croaks.
Confusion knocks aside my anger. “Malachi?”
She snorts. “No.”
“Then why the hell are you crying?”
“I’m not crying.”
“You have tears streaming out of your?—”
“Because it fucking stings. Your dick isn’t exactly dainty.”
“Which is a good thing, no?”
“I imagine,” she grumbles. “In the long run.”
I’m hit with another wave of confusion before dread strikes. “This wasn’t your first time, was it?”
She cuts her eyes to the wall and rolls her lips.
I tilt my head, trying to nudge her attention back to me. “Babe…?”
“It was,” she snaps. “But don’t make it into a thing.”
