His flames die down to a small blaze. “An experiment?”
I reach down between us and wrap my hand around him. The flames immediately burst back into twin infernos. I slide my hand up and down, feeling each ridge as I go, wet from me.
“An experiment. Maybe we just need to see where your limits are. We’ll try a few things, and I need you to focus on controlling your flames.”
“My solis.”
I stop stroking for a second. “What?”
“That is what we call them. Our solis.”
To reward him for giving me that bit of information, I squeeze him tight around the head of his cock. His breath comes out on a grunt, and his solis burn higher. “When you get to something that’s so good that you can’t control them anymore, we’ll know where your limits are. How does that sound?”
His fingers caress my neck, slowly trailing down to my breasts. He leans forward, pressing his lips to the sore spot on my neck. “I’m at your mercy, my love.”
My brain stutters to a stop.My love. He called me that before, too, but my mind didn’t process it.My love. It’s just something they say. He doesn’t mean it literally.
His tongue peeks out and licks at my skin. I pull my attention back to his dick in my hand. I continue to stroke him, pulling away a little so that I can see his solis. And then I reach down and cup his balls. Like I thought they would, his solis flame high.
“Control it,” I whisper to him, and he makes a sound in the back of his throat, like a growl. But the flames burn lower. So I drop to my knees in front of him.
Annaleigh told me that Kale didn’t really understand the concept of oral when they first had sex, so it doesn’t surprise me when Cage just watches me patiently. He doesn’t know what it means for me to be on my knees, and I can’t wait to show him.
He runs his fingers through my hair, his claws scratching lightly at my scalp in a way that makes me shiver. “I feel you’re at an advantage,” he says. “Were you to have solis, I would know what pleases you beyond distraction as well.”
I smile up at him. “I could just tell you.” I cover his hand with mine, and then I curl my fingers around his, until his own fingers curl in my hair. His face is curious, but I just grin at him. And then I wrap my lips around the tip of his cock.
His solis burst high, like a firecracker, and he shouts up at the ceiling of the cave. The sound booms around us like thunder, and I have to pull my mouth off of him so that I can laugh.
“I take it we’ve reached the limit of your control.”
With the top of his head on fire, he wraps his other hand in my hair. “Please do not stop,” he says between his teeth.
As if I would be that cruel.
I take him in my mouth again, and this time, when I see the flames of his eyes burn higher, I just suck harder, take him deeper. I don’t usually have a terribly sensitive gag reflex, but the ridges of his cock brushing against the roof of my mouth makes it harder for me to take him. I give him my best though, sucking hard and reveling in the sounds he makes.
I feel the vein against my tongue become engorged, and then Cage uses his hold on my hair to pull me off of him. He turns quickly and, giving his cock a few more strokes, comes on the ground. His cum burns bright yellow and orange on the stone floor, and I watch it in fascination as it slowly starts to cool, turning a dull red and then eventually black.
Standing above me, Cage sucks in heavy breaths, halfway bent at the waist.
I wipe my mouth, feeling particularly proud of myself. But then Cage is bending, grabbing onto my hips and lifting me against his body. He takes three large steps and then drops me onto the bed. I bounce, laughing and feeling very content, like slipping into a warm bath.
“You must allow me to give you intense pleasure,” he says, covering my body with his again. Between us, his cock is hot, like something that just came out of an oven. He reaches between us and slips it into me without effort. I’m so slippery that he hits deep with one quick thrust.
I cry out against his mouth. “Do Isiriel males not go soft?” I gasp.
“Oh, they do. But I want you so much that I doubt I will be soft for a very long time.”
This makes desire curl deep in my stomach, even more desire than was already there. My hand snakes down, finding his ass and pulling him in tight to me.
He grunts. “Tell me what you like,” he says. “I want to make you lose control.”
“I want it hard,” I say. I loved how gentle he was being with me earlier, but now that I’m so turned on I feel like I might melt, I just want to be fucked. “Be rough with me.”
I feel gratified when his solis flame high again. Apparently, he likes the idea of that just as much as I do. He stands, tugging me closer to the edge of the bed and then lifting my legs with a hand under each of my knees. Holding my legs wide open, he thrusts into me hard, and my eyes roll back into my head. With each thrust, he hits deep enough to make me scream, until I’m just lying there with my mouth open, gasping up at the ceiling.
I snake my hand down, pressing it over my clit. I feel lost to the pleasure, and when Cage’s fingers collide with mine, eventually sliding my hand away so that he can replicate my movements against my clit, I’m gone. I come so hard that I fear I might black out. My ears ring, and my whole body vibrates, and before it’s over, Cage leans forward and devours my mouth with his.
