Gods, his mouth felt so good on hers, soothing, but she wanted his hands on her, in her. She wanted everything. And she clung to him, sucking on his tongue, legs wrapping around his towel-clad hips. Somehow, she dislodged it and he was naked. She reached down and grasped his hard erection, his cock heavy in her palm.
“Fuck, Ely,” he grunted, breaking their kiss. Chest heaving, eyes bright with desire, he grasped the ragged edges of her torn tank top and dragged it off, tossing it aside, leaving her in just her bra. His gaze settled on the three long scabs formed on her chest from the wraconis’ slashes, and his expression darkened.
Gently, he pressed his lips to each one, then lifted his gaze to hers. “I love you, Ely. I’m going crazy at just how much I do…” His eyes burned with the same powerful emotions and need consuming her. His wings fluttered and spread out, looking like the angel he was. “From the moment I saw you in the grimy alley, all riled and furious, nailing me with your cold stare, I knew I had to have you. And in my pursuit, I came to understand why… You were the mate of my heart, the truth in my soul,” he said huskily. “It’s why I couldn’t stay away from you.”
Her smile trembled. “I love you, too, so much…” she breathed, then scrunched her nose. “While I wanted to kill you the first time—”
“I know. I have the scar to prove it.”
She grimaced but gently caressed the faint scar on his abs. “I didn’t mean it literally. You just brought that side out of me.” Amusement lit his eyes. “But I think I was more terrified of these feelings you awakened in me.”
“Good. Because you are mine, Ely.” He trailed kisses along her jaw, and she sighed, tangling her fingers in his silky hair. “Now, tomorrow, until we both take our last breaths, whenever that is.”
He unbuttoned her jeans, and the rest of her clothes soon followed her discarded tank.
Naked now, Ely wrapped her legs around his hips, and his rock-hard cock slid against her heated folds. Stars! He felt so good, and she rubbed herself on his rigid length, needing relief from the wildfire razing through her.
He squeezed her breasts and tugged her nipples, a pull she felt straight to her core. Ely inhaled sharply.
His mouth covered hers in an intensely carnal kiss. He tasted so, so good. His hands slid over her limbs to stroke her inner thighs—gods,soooclose to where she wanted him.
“Nate…” she breathed, her desperation growing for him to take away this constant fire raging within. “I don’t need foreplay! I’ve been in this state of arousal for too long. Just fuck—”
He gently pushed her onto her back, and she braced her elbows on the countertop, her legs sliding over his shoulders, brushing his silky wings. They shimmered and vanished. As he put her feet on the counter, a tic worked his rigid jaw. “I have you, my beautiful mate.”
He ran his tongue between her folds, circling her throbbing bundle of nerves as he worked two fingers into her core, thrusting in and out. Sensation drowned her, her body coiling tighter and tighter. She whimpered, grabbing his hair and moving her hips frantically against his mouth, chasing after her release. He hummed with approval, the sound a tormenting vibration against her clit, then he suckled, once, twice, and a firm tug on her aching flesh with his lips and the light scrape of fangs—
Her orgasm crashed through her, sending her hurtling over…
Anddesire reared again.
“Gods,” she groaned, reaching for him. “Nate, now, please, I cannot endure—”
He straightened, stroked his thick, rigid cock, notched it at her opening, and pushed into her, stretching her. Her breath lodged in her throat.
“Okay?”
“Yes—no!” Ely shook her head.
He scooped her up, and she sank on his erection, taking him deeper, sensation stealing her thoughts…
* * *
Her expression dazed, her face flushed and feverish, pupils dilated, Ely gripped his neck, nails digging into his skin.
Nate kissed her again, stroking the inside of her mouth as he carried her over to the couch. He sat down with her astride him, dick impaling her.
Teeth gritted, he locked down the urge to move, too close to the edge. Hell, every time he’d made love to Ely in the past, he’d never moved past this point with the malevolent Black stopping him.
“Take what you need,laika.Fuck the hell out of me—”
She grabbed his shoulders and sank slowly down his cock as if to feel every inch of him filling her again. He palmed her breast and squeezed as she worked his cock with a rhythm that grew, tensing his body. He tugged at her nipples.
“Gods, yes,” she groaned. “Like that.”
He mouthed one nub and tugged with his lips, and she whimpered, but with her moving on him, he couldn’t suck her nipple without hurting her. With a grunt, he grasped her hips and had her flat on her back on the couch. He cuffed her wrists, holding them above her head, and thrust into her deliciously sexy body again. She moved in tandem with him as he pounded harder and faster, the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh echoing as their sweaty bodies moved in a sensual rhythm as old as time.
He licked the column of her throat, and she shut her eyes.
