All in due time, he knew.
For now, he simply wanted to be one with her.
Once he was naked, Kaj crawled over her once more. He snaked his arm beneath her back, brought their mouths together, then rolled so she was atop him.
“Sit on me,balisra. Take me inside you.”
Acadia’s mouth hovered over his as she reached between them, guiding his cock to the slick heat between her thighs. He held his breath as he breached her entrance, pushing inside. The tight clasp of her sex had the air expelling from his lungs in a rush. The feeling exquisite, just as it was every time he was inside her.
Kaj shifted his hands behind his head and watched as she sat up. Her breasts swayed as her hips began a perfect grind over him. Up, down, forward, back. She knew exactly what she needed, and he loved that she was willing to take it. He remained like that, observing, admiring, as she took them both higher and higher. He didn’t move to take over until she’d brought herself to orgasm. Only then did he reach for her, shifting so that she was beneath him, his body laid out over her. He ground his hips to hers, burying himself as deep as he could go.
“I love you,balisra.” He felt the need to tell her as much. He didn’t say it nearly enough, but like the dates they’d been on, he realized it was necessary. He never wanted Acadia to question how he felt about her. She deserved all of him. Not only his body, or the energy source he could provide. She deserved everything he had to give and then some.
He gripped her hip and angled his, driving into her slow and deep. The clasp of her sex held him suspended in that ethereal place that he never knew existed until he’d met her. Somewhere between overwhelming ecstasy and pure, unadulterated bliss. He clung to that sensation as he rode her. When her nails dug into his flesh, he increased his pace, put more power behind his thrusts until the bed was rocking. He fucked her harder, faster, deeper, taking everything she offered and giving the same in return.
“Balisra… I’m going to come deep inside you.”
She moaned, her body rocking with his, a perfect counterbalance until their breaths rasped out of exhausted lungs, their bodies tangled and racing to the precipice.
“Kaj!”
Her orgasm, the way her body locked down on his was what sent him over. He slammed his hips forward, burying himself as deep as physically possible, and let himself go.
“I love you,balisra.” He knew he would be telling her that for as long as he lived.
She didn’t say them back, but Kaj didn’t need to hear them. He knew. He knew deep down that Acadia loved him. Something kept her from speaking the words aloud, but she would when she was ready. Until then, he would simply continue to tell her what she meant to him.
This female was all he had ever wanted and the only thing he would ever need.
She was his very heartbeat.
After the last time Briony had cometo his room, told him what she wanted, and stared at him as though he could simply nod and agree, Mirakel had seriously considered keeping his distance. After all, he’d sent her away, neither of them satisfied with the outcome.
Of course, that had been two days ago, and turned out, it wasn’t physically possible for him to stay away. Sure, it had something to do with his blood needs, but not as much as he pretended. Since he’d learned the healers had started storing blood on site, he actually had another option, though he tended to pretend it didn’t exist.
Unfortunately, he knew he had hurt Briony when he’d ushered her out of his room after she had been so candid about what she wanted from him. And that meant it was up to him to apologize.
Hence the reason he was standing outside her bedroom door, hand raised to knock. He’d been there for a solid ten minutes, plenty of time to get his thoughts in order, but he felt as jumbled and chaotic as he had ever since she walked away from him the last time.
The problem was, he didn’t know how to salvage this. Briony had been honest about what she wanted, and he’d been a coward.
Suddenly, the door swung wide and Briony’s beautiful face appeared.
“Are you going to stay out there all morning?”
There was little warmth in her tone, which told him she hadn’t forgiven him for his asshole-ish-ness.
Yes, that was a word. And he was the king of it, thank you very much.
Taking a deep breath, Mirakel lowered his hand to his side. “I came to apologize.”
“Save it.”
Ouch. He deserved that. He did.
“Briony…”
“Don’t ‘Briony’ me,” she snapped. “I put myself out there, Mirakel. I told you how I felt and you—”
