He didn’t answer her as he nudged her legs apart, then buried his lips against her.
Cameron fell back at the incredible feeling of him there. She swore she could see stars as his tongue did the most incredible things to her body and flesh.
Kalder took his time teasing and tasting every inch of skin. He’d never known any greater peace than being by her side. Now that he had her where he wanted her most, he wanted to take his time with her. To explore every inch of her body until they were both sated and exhausted.
And when she came, he smiled, but still he didn’t stop. He refused to.
Growling, he looked up to see the pleasure on her face as she writhed and moaned.
It was a beautiful sight.
Kalder waited until the last tremor shook her. He wanted to make sure that when she left him, she never forgot him for as long as she lived. That she never craved the bed or touch of anyone else.
She was his and he never wanted to share her with anyone.
For the first time in his life, he was truly possessive of something.
Possessive of someone. That part of his personality scared him, for he’d never thought of himself as a jealous creature. Never cared enough about anyone to notice who they were with or where they went off to.
Cameron was completely different.
She mattered to him. And he’d denut any who came near what was his.
More than that, her sadness was a knife in his heart. Her tears gutted him. For her happiness, he would bleed and cut his own throat. No one should have the kind of power over another person that she held over him, and yet she held it without guile. Without even trying. He’d surrendered to her with no battle or fight. She’d won him with the deadliest of all weapons.
Kindness and love.
And right then, he needed to be as close to her as possible. To feel united with her.
Kalder took her hand into his and held it tight an instant before he slid himself into her body.
She groaned in pleasure the instant he filled her, and tightened her grip on his hand. He reveled at the way she smiled at him. At the way she wrapped her legs around his waist and cradled him with her entire body.
Aye, she was right. Here, he felt at home. Welcomed. Warm. For the first time in his entire life, he had a place, and it was with her. He knew it with every part of his being.
Kalder held his breath as he fought down the demonic part of himself that didn’t want to be gentle. The part that could devour her. But he refused to hurt her.
She’d given him what no other woman ever had. How strange, really, when he thought about it. He’d purposefully avoided virgins for fear of being trapped in a wedding.
Yet Cameron wasn’t out to trap him as her husband. Nor wasshe out to claim him as a trophy. She was sharing herself with him. Offering him comfort and warmth.
For no reason other than she loved him.
He’d never felt anything like this.
She was special to him in a way no woman had ever been. He doubted if any woman could ever mean as much to him as she did right now.
Cameron almost wept from her overwhelming love as Kalder tenderly kissed her hand that was joined with his while his mismatched gaze never wavered from hers. Gone was the pain, and in its place was a light she’d never seen there before.
Slow and easy, he started to thrust against her hips.
Licking her lips, she felt his restrained strength and knew he was being gentle so as not to harm her in any way. He was so precious to her for the care he gave when she knew it wasn’t in his nature to be so thoughtful.
So kind. He could kill a demon with a single blow and yet he was more tender with her than she’d ever imagined. It was the fact that she knew what he was capable of that made his tenderness all the more touching. The fact that it wasn’t really in him to be like this. He was a hard, harsh man.
Just not with her.
She listened to his breathlessness that matched hers as she arched her hips to draw him in deeper. Her heart raced as she dragged her nails over his back and she saw him protecting her again.
