He seemed so confident as he lowered himself to taste her.
“No, but a soldier hears things. You’ll have to tell me what you like.”
Keira nodded. She could do that-
Then his tongue was on her, stroking over her entrance only to flick against her clit, effectively wiping every rational thought from her mind. The ecstatic moan that loosed from her lips would have to be enough.
Her head rolled back to rest on her shoulders as her eyes fluttered shut. His tongue continued to explore her, circling and teasing the rim of her entrance. All the while the water lapped at her in its hot, steady rhythm.
It seemed only a few moments before her arms were trembling beneath her weight, her breaths shallow. Keira allowed herself to settle onto her back, hands going instinctively to her breasts as she writhed against the pressure building inside her.
The heat of the water, of Caspian’s mouth on her, was driving her wild. Only his strong hold on her hips was keeping her in place as his tongue continually circled the center of her pleasure,narrowly missing it time and again. Fate’s teeth, she was about to crawl out of her skin, if he would just-
“There!” Keira gasped as finally he swept over her clit. “Yes! Fuck, yes. Right there.”
Caspian’s grip tightened as he buried his face deeper into her, licking against that perfect spot again and again until her pleas dissolved into nothing but incoherent cries echoing off the stone walls.
She heard the waters splashing as her movements became erratic, but Caspian did not ease his relentless assault. Keira was coming undone, sanity fraying in the face of her pleasure. Then she felt the gentle pressure of his fingers at her entrance.
Keira arched off the stone floor. His dark eyes met hers, veiled with desire as he consumed her. Slowly, as she watched, he slipped inside her. Fate take her, if it wasn’t the most erotic thing she’d ever seen in her life.
The moment she felt him move inside her, Keira roared. Every bit of tension coiled through her snapped in a burst of primal release so powerful it overwhelmed her senses. Her body thrashed, voice rising so loud it seemed to shake the very stone around them.
As the tide faded, her muscles relaxed, limbs weak and fingertips tingling. Her mind was unfocused and heavy as her eyes shut, swimming in the dizzying bliss.
Caspian loosened his hold on her, his hands returning to their soothing motions. His touch eased the remaining tension from her, until she felt all but weightless. She felt the subtle pleasures of his lips planting kisses on her thighs, her stomach as if from a great distance.
Nothing less than love blossomed in her chest at the sensation. So strong it welled tears in her eyes as Keira sat up slowly. She’d never been with someone so caring, so tender.Caspian watched her from beneath heavy lids as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
She kissed him slow and certain, pouring into him every emotion flooding through her. It was devotion and desire, passion and promise. Caspian met her, an agreement between their bodies, the movements of their lips, as they claimed each other as their own.
His arms closed around her, and Keira understood his intention. She clung to him as he began to wade through the pool until he emerged, laying her down in a bed of silk and satin.
Caspian
Caspian might have mistaken this for a dream if he thought his mind capable of creating a fantasy so perfect as this. Keira lay beneath him on the bed he had set at the pool’s edge, her warm skin flushed from the heat of the pool. Her eyes fluttered open and shut heavily as she stretched out her nearly naked form, seeking a comfortable position. She settled facing away from him, her back against his chest.
Slowly, Caspian lowered himself to lie beside her, cradling her body with his own. A sigh of contentment rose from her chest as she shifted closer. He let out a full breath, hoping to relax some of the tension coiled with him. Yet his focus centered on his hardened length, burning to be touched.
Watching her flush and squirm, screaming with pleasure beneath him had been irresistible, utterly intoxicating. To know he had been the one to send her over the edge had stirred something deep within him. Something potent and primal.
The firelight danced over her curves as Caspian marveled at the sigh tof her, the softness of her skin beneath his touch. She was entirely at peace in his arms, vulnerable as she was, as if she knew as well as he did that he would protect her with every power he possessed, to his dying breath if need be. A pang lit in his chest as he realized she had already done the same for him, time and again.
His fingertips combed through her hair, wondering how he could ever repay her, how he’d ever deserved her. A thick lock of her hair fell loose under his touch, coming free of its pins. It appeared many of them had become unfastened, no doubt his own doing.
He set to work gently, finding the pins buried in her curls and releasing them. Focusing on a task cooled his blood, somewhat anyway. If she needed to rest, he would give that to her with as much comfort as he could provide. There was a selfish motive to the task as well, as it gave him a reason to keep touching her.
Her hair smelled of pine woods and spiced wine and another scent that was entirely her own. Caspian breathed it in deep as he brushed through her curls, savoring her as he searched for any remaining pins. Keira sighed a contented moan as she turned over her shoulder to face him.
Her eyes still held that dreamy heaviness even as she studied his features. Caspian’s heart grew tighter in his chest. His hand curled to the nape of her neck, needing to feel her closer as the other found the smooth skin of her hip.
“Caspian,” she whispered his name like a spell, drawing him into her.
He met her with an urgency that surprised even himself. A low moan sounded against his lips as Keira ground into him. Instinct drove him deeper against her, his length pinned between them. It took everything in him not to roll her on her stomach and drive himself into her that very second.
Instead, he focused on their kiss, deepening the connection as his hand ranged over her skin. Disappointment flared in him as he reached her breasts, the band that was still covering them. He removed the fabric with a tug until it was loose around her waist.
Keira swore against his lips as he took her in hand, thumb flicking over her nipple. Fate’s mercy, she was soft and full andwarm to the touch. Her breasts were truly perfection. Caspian held her firmly, perhaps too firm as she broke away from his kiss with a hot sigh. But she didn’t tell him to stop. Instead, she ground her perfect ass against him further.
