“God,yesss!” Her nails dug into his shoulders, her core fisting him like a fucking vise and starting his own orgasm. It rose like a damn crescendo, so fucking high, and soared through his body and down his spine, tightening his balls. His powers stirred—
She gasped, eyes snapping open. “What isthat?”
His fucking power! Of all his abilities, his electrokinesis was the most dangerous when making love! “I’m sorry, fuck! I forgot this shit—” He tried to ease back, but she refused to let go. “Leya, I don’t want to hurt you, you’re human.”
“You pull away, and I’ll hurtyou,” she growled, face flushed. “God, this feels freakin’ amazing!Ohhhh…” Then she was moving faster, her core tightening around his dick even harder this time, tempting him to let go.
By the dark stars!Shields bolted in place, he thrust into her.
She cried out, and he exploded, a flood of indescribable pleasure surging through him. He held on to her like she was his anchor, as the sensation swept through him in a furious swell—
She gasped, her head jerking back. Prisms of his power broke free despite his tightly shut psychic shields—
“Are you all right?” he demanded.
“Never better,” she panted.
Thank fuck!He shut his eyes and lowered his head to her shoulder, reveling in her warmth and the aftermath of pleasure…
A gentle hand caressed his spine.
Breathing hard, he eased back.
“Aerén, your eyes!”
“What?”
“They’re white.”
Notbluelike those of a destined mate.
“My powers,” he said huskily, seeing the silver sparks of his power reflected back at him from the surface of her amber-flecked brown irises. And his heart hurt that she wasn’t his destined.
CHAPTER23
Leya saggedagainst the door as Aerén headed for the bathroom, cum dripping down her thighs. Her heart thudded like a ping-pong ball, and she gulped in air, her body hypersensitive from the adrenaline rush or Aerén’s power. Or both. She didn’t know or care.
Heck, she could still feel the echoes of him thrusting into her.
Who knew making love could be such an earth-shattering experience?
He returned with a damp towel. Before she could take it from him, he used his foot to part her legs, then cleaned up the aftermath of their wild lovemaking.
“I could do that, you know.”
“So can I.”
Once done, he shoved his pants lower, wiping himself. When he found her watching him, he grunted. “You totally wrecked me. I didn’t even take my pants off.”
She huffed. “You did the same to me—I mean wrecked me.”
His eyes lit with amusement as she shuffled for the bed and sat. He tossed the towel aside, then his pants followed. Heck, his cock was like the rest of him, beautiful and impressive, even semi-erect. She moved to the middle of the mattress and held out her hand.
As he strolled over, something dark and intense flickered in his otherworldly eyes, then vanished. He stretched out next to her, grasped her hand, and moved her to settle in his arms. His lips brushed her crown.
Inhaling a deep breath, Leya stroked his pecs, loving the feel of his hard, warm body against hers.
“We will work through this, Leya, I promise. And know this, I’m not letting you go.”
