He’d just made her come, and already, her body revved up again. He thumbed her clit, and tingles cascaded through her, stirring up every nerve ending once more—the same ones she’d awakened to—like sparks of electricity.
She gasped, her gaze darting to his. His eyes had turned a molten silver, not a hint of green evident. Those prickling sensations were coming from him. After everything they’d been through…
Oh,God,please don’t let anything ruin this.
Chapter
Thirty-Three
Pinpricks swept through him,and Lore gritted his teeth.Dammit, not now!
He refused to let anything stop him from claiming Nia as his again. He shut his mind shields, and still, the sharp buzz coasted through him, stirring him to full-blown need.
What in the ever-loving stars?
“Lore?” Her legs hooked around his hips, keeping him locked to her with his cock buried deep inside her. Slumberous eyes like flames of amber met his. “What is that?”
Dammit, she felt it too?
“I’m not sure.” He braced his arms, keeping his weight off her, but his back hurt like the damn devil’s army stomped on his wounds.
“Maybe it’s your powers awakening?” Worry darkened her eyes as she gently stroked his back, soothing some of the jabbing pain. “Should we stop until you’re better and know what’s happening?”
“The only thing we should be doing,” he growled, “is this.” And his mouth covered hers.
She sighed and sank into his kiss with the same urgency consuming him. His love for her swelled, making all that he’dendured by falling worthwhile—even the loss of his wings, which dug deep into his psyche.
Then it all faded from his thoughts as she lifted her hips, her inner muscles fisting his sex like a vise. “Lore, move…”
Without a word, he retreated and surged, giving her, giving them both what they so desperately needed—and treasuring this gift that had been granted to him. He might have broken their mate bond, and it didn’t matter if it never reformed. She was now all the beats of his heart, the air he breathed, his love?—
“Lore,” she said huskily. “I won’t break. Take me like you did in the abbey.”
At the slumbrous invitation in her eyes, it was instinct to pin down both her wrists above her head with one hand as she closed her legs, trapping his cock in an even tighter hold?—
A deep groan broke free. He moved harder and faster, her core and thighs squeezing his shaft unmercifully?—
Hell!He loved it.
Pressure built along his spine. The urge to chase after that inevitable explosion took hold. And the prickling sensation he’d awakened gathered momentum?—
No, dammit!He stilled.
“Don’t stop!” She moved her hips. “God, you feel so good!”
He shook his head, trying to tamp down whatever was happening to him, but her tight sheath clamped his cock, and he couldn’t stop. He knew what she liked, how she liked to find her orgasm. But this way, he could still improvise. He found her clit and rolled it firmly.
She whimpered, moving faster, chasing after her orgasm.
“Yes,” he grunted, and those prickles gave way to a blazing white light barreling down his spine?—
“Lore!” she cried out, her body arching beneath his, her sex squeezing him.
His release exploded, his seed filling her, his entire being held in the throes of unbelievable pleasure?—
White light burst free, brightening every facet of him. He buried his face in Nia’s warm neck, the aftereffects of their lovemaking holding him in thrall as the light faded.
Her breath escaped in pants. Her chest heaved. She wrapped her legs around his hips. Gently, she caressed down his lower spine, his butt, and up again. “Are you okay?” she asked, her voice husky.
