“I want more,” I begged. All semblance of caring had vanished with how tightly I was twisted. With how pleasure lashed me like a violent downpour. All I wanted was to come.
Light trailed over my bouncing breasts, tweaking my nipples. More crept toward my core, swirling over my clit and pressing. “Goddess,” I swore, eyes rolling back.
He is so, so good with his magic.
I’d never been handled like this before; I never wanted to be pleasured any other way again.
“Was that so hard?” he crooned, his pace quickening. Still, he did not unthread his fingers frommy hair.
And with the sharp sting in my scalp, the tide of ecstasy rose.
“No,” I panted, arching my back and taking him even deeper inside me.
An anguished groan rumbled against his ribs.
The tip of him rubbed over that delicious part of me, and my breath shuddered. “That’s it. Right there. Don’t stop.”
“Eyes on me, little fugitive. I want to see what you look like the first time I make you come around my cock.”
I blinked, head tilting all the way back and finding his body curving over mine. Our gazes met like a strike of lightning. He paused on that spongy spot, fucking it while I gushed over his thighs. White tightened over my nipples and clit, biting pain into bliss.
“Vaeron, I–”
But the words never came.
My orgasm blitzed me, stripping away all thought, all reason, everything other than the sensation of being shattered like a mirror flung from the heavens. Pulse after pulse clenched Vaeron’s cock, hardening impossibly further inside me.
The movement of his hips grew erratic as he chased his own release. “Sylaira, Sylaira, Sylaira,” he crooned, my name a sinful prayer. Then, he yanked out of me, hot cum spraying over my backside.
Breath returned to me in tiny sips. Vaeron scooped me into his arms, gingerly settling us against the headboard, seemingly not caring that we were covered in sweat and our releases.
His lips pressed to the crook of my shoulder, the base of my ear, the top of my head. Corded muscle held me flush against him, and yet I found myself wanting to stay there, even without him restraining me.
Heaving breaths pressed against my backside as he recovered from the effort of claiming me.
And our bond slid into a peaceful sleep, our divine union finally sealed.
Vaeron’s hardness pressed into my backside. Releasing one arm, he let it drop so his fingers found my slickness. Some of the sensitivity had ebbed, so when he parted my folds and slipped a finger inside, I whimpered.
He pumped it in and out, a second joining the first a moment later. Winding me up again. I pressed back into him, wiggling my ass against his hardness.
Hooking his hand deeper, the heel of his palm ground against my pubic bone. Shamelessly, I rode him, chasing more ecstasy. One orgasm wasn’t enough for me; it appeared he shared my sentiment.
“That’s it, mate,” he ground into my ear. His tongue flicked out and traced the shell of it before he sucked the lobe between his teeth.
Those two skillful fingers curled, finding the spot I loved. Another wanton sound caught in my throat. His other hand snatched it, gripping me just enough to cut off my air.
“You said you want it harder? You like it rough, don’t you, little fugitive?” he taunted, teeth grazing along my shoulder. They sank into the flesh, tearing a cry from my lips.
He silenced me further with the tightening of his hand.
The glow around us blinded me as my vision tunneled in on the brightness. And still, I did not cease moving against his hand. Arousal gushed out of me, drenching the bed and Vaeron.
But he only seemed to want to coax out more.
“The Goddess made us mates for a reason. Pain and pleasure. Hate and love. You are mine, Sylaira. Always have been. Always will be. I will hunt you to the ends of this earth. Into all the worlds, if I must.”
My thighs were slick. The sound from between them wasdownright sinful. And yet, he did not hesitate. Did not stop for a single moment.
