And yet, I found myself wanting him to hunt me in that way.
I eased the robe open, not just for him—but for me. For the piece that had been stolen the moment the Goddess forced my first vision into my head. The seductive move was a reclamation of choice, of autonomy, of self.
Vaeron’s eyes darkened at the sight of my breasts rising and falling with my trembling breath.
“So fucking beautiful,” he praised, his own fingers joining mine in brushing against my heated flesh. He curved down again and dragged his teeth over my nipple.
“Oh,” I whimpered as he palmed the other and squeezed. He continued to work me, creating an ocean of want between my thighs. Our bond danced with excitement, like after all this time, it was finally getting what it wanted.
“Tell me when to stop,” he said. Air stilled in my lungs at the dark desire in his glacial irises. “We go at your pace.”
I nodded, unable to speak as all reason, all protest, fled my mind with the expert way he rolled the bud between his fingers.
He captured my mouth in his, his kiss bruising, brutal,claiming. I met his tongue stroke for stroke. His cock dug into my thigh, and my center gave an answering flutter.
Our bodies synced like we danced the Dark Swan.
My hands traveled the expanse of his torso, his muscles tightening where I touched. That delicious dip at his hips led me straight to his hardness. He swore, breaking our kiss, when I palmed his length.
“Touch me like that again and I don’t know that I’ll be able to hold back, Sylaira.” His words were a warning wrapped in velvet.
I didn’t heed it. Lust shut out everything but the icy blue color of his eyes, captivating me in an entirely different way than in my very first vision.
The intensity of his desire crashed into me, carryingme out to the sea of him. Mine matched, defying all logic, all reason. But then again, so did mate magic.
“I can’t touch you nearly the way I want to,” he groaned, dipping his lips to my neck again. His tongue flattened over my fluttering pulse. “Not without hurting your leg.”
Something between a moan and a laugh slipped out of me. “I’m a dancer. Flexibility comes with the territory.”
At that, another wave of lust swept between us. “Fuck,” Vaeron swore, rearing back.
I followed him up to my elbows, shuffling to the middle of the bed. He chased me, hunger in his heavy gaze. “You’ll need to remove this first, though,” I told him, indicating the robe half-draped around my torso.
Without breaking our connection, he tugged the ties of the belt, baring every part of me.
His eyes locked onto my glistening slit, impossible to ignore with how thoroughly I dripped. Weeks of this tension did not help matters. Nor did my earlieractivity.
Embarrassment scorched my cheeks, and I resisted the urge to turn my face.
“You have no idea what this sight is doing to me,” Vaeron murmured darkly. His hand drifted to his dick, and he gave it a hard squeeze.
I lifted my right leg, toe pointed automatically, and settled it high, revealing more of myself. He cursed again, the words stirring a primal pride at his unraveling.
“I need you to do the other,” I whispered. While I could slightly bend my knee now, I worried about actively using the muscles of my leg in such a way and harming my healing bone.
With reverence, he cupped my calf and my thigh, easing them off the bed and in an arc toward my hip. Pain tugged on the muscles of my inner thigh, pulling a hiss from my teeth.
He halted, gaze snapping to mine. “Did I hurt you? Do you want to stop?”
“I’m fine. This should be enough,” I told him.
A growl of approval rumbled in his chest. “More than enough for what I want to do to you.” He curved over me, pressing his lips to mine. A roll of his hips had his hardness digging into my center.
I moaned as pleasure flooded my veins. Yet there was still fabric between us, preventing him from entering me. My core throbbed at the emptiness.
But I hadn’t had sex in a long, long time, and if the feel of him was any indication, he washuge.
Breaking our kiss, he trailed his tongue down my body. A cool breeze peaked my nipples further. Pebbles dusted my skin as he captured one between his teeth.
