My hands shook as I poured some onto my fingers, nerves appearing from nowhere.
“Hey.” Dathal gripped my wrist, waiting for me to look at him. “I thought about this moment so many times while I was through the gateway. Closed my eyes and imagined what it would be like to feel your hands all over me. Feel you inside me.” Swiping a finger through the lube he bent his knees and reached down between his legs.
I tracked his movement, pulse racing as I watched him slide that finger back and forth, teasing himself.
“Come on, Nick,” his voice was low, gravelly, and it hit me deep in my belly. “I need you.”
I surged forward, nerves evaporating as instinct took over. Batting his hand out of the way, I replaced it with mine, opening him up with careful fingers until he was writhing on the bed, hissing fae words at me that I was pretty sure were nothing but filth.
“Now,” he growled, grabbing my hand and stilling my movements. “Now, Nick.”
I’d never been overly fond of taking orders, but Dathal’s voice sent a lick of heat down my spine, and I didn’t hesitate to do as he said.
We both moaned as I pushed inside him. I looked up, needing to see his face, needing to know that he felt thisthingbetween us as intensely as I did.
His eyes blazed with a fierce desire that matched the heat flooding my veins, and I knew with absolute certainty that I wasn’t alone in this.
Something settled deep inside my chest, and I dipped down to kiss Dathal as his legs snaked around my waist.
We moved together, slow and sure, magic building between us.
“So much power in these…” Dathal stroked over the tattoos on my arms, his touch setting off what felt like tiny sparks under my skin. “I knew it was there.”
“And you set it free,” I said, smiling down at him. “You setmefree,”
His answering smile took my breath away, before he gripped my jaw, tugging me in for another kiss. “Let go,” he muttered between kisses. “I won’t break.”
No, Dathal was strong, fierce, and staring at me with such a dirty look in his eyes I had to bite my lip, needing the sting of pain to stop me from coming.
I hooked my hands under his shoulders to hold him in place and then fucked him hard.
Our combined magic set me alight inside, burning through me as I slammed into him over and over. Dathal never took his eyes off mine, his gaze searing into me, and I felt flayed open in a way I’d never experienced.
Everything laid bare for him to see.
I’d never been this open with another person, never felt a connection like the one pulling us together right now.
“Chlah’al,” Dathal hissed, digging his heels into my lower back as he arched up to meet me.
His whole body tensed as he came, cock pulsing between us, coating my belly and his. A couple more thrusts were all I managed before I cried out, a wave of magic-fuelled pleasure sweeping me over the edge with him.
It was the most beautifully intense moment.
I wanted to stay in it forever.
With my head buried in the crook of Dathal’s neck, I held him tight, basking in the afterglow of the most amazing sex I’d ever had.
Dathal stroked my back, hands tracing over my tattoos, somehow knowing exactly where they were without having to see. I smiled against his skin and closed my eyes.
We stayed like that for a while longer, silence settling around us, and magic no more than a gentle hum deep in my bones. As our breathing slowed down, I eased out of him and moved to lie on my side, facing him.
“I didn’t think I’d get to see you again,” I admitted. “I didn’t give up trying, but all my requests and messages went unanswered.” I reached for his hand, linking our fingers.
“I never received them.” Dathal’s lip curled in a snarl before relaxing into a soft smile again. “But one way or another I would’ve found a way to come back.” His violet gaze bored into mine. “I don’t want to let you go.”
“I don’t want to let you go either.”
Ever.
