My core went molten, and my legs split, warm water surging between my thighs. His hand shifted from the side of my ribs, sliding down the center of my abdomen and stopping at the mound beneath my belly button. The hand behind my neck loosened and slid to the front of my throat. His thumb drew a delicate line along my jaw as his lips dipped to the edge of my scar.
My mouth went dry as I backed my ass into him, the full length of his cock pressing against me, long and…demanding. His lips parted at my neck, his tongue sliding slowly over my scar, sucking the taut skin between his lips. The fingers at myabdomen dipped to the space just above the pulsing pressure of nerves between my legs before sliding back up.
“You’re injured, Kellan,” I breathed, but my legs widened on their own accord as he drew another line down the center of my abdomen, stopping too soon.
“Never too injured for you, Bonscaíh,” he mumbled into my neck. “For this.” His tongue slipped to my jaw and back down before his teeth grazed the delicate skin on my neck, and he sucked it between his lips. He nipped the side of my throat as he slid his hand down my core once more, and the fingers at my jaw slid to my lips.
I opened my mouth for him, and he slid a finger between my lips at the same moment the hand at my core trailed to the apex of my thighs. His fingers grazed the bundle of nerves at the top before drawing a soft line to my back entrance.
My lips wrapped around Kellan’s finger, my tongue slipping around his calluses. I sucked, wishing I could replace it with the pulsing length tightening against my ass, but I was unable to shift my body under the weight of desperate pleasure.
Kellan shifted closer, the fingers between my legs lazily slipping over my clit, and I pressed myself against them. Groaning, I sucked harder, and the pirate lord slipped a finger into me, shooting a breath against my neck.
Pressure built as he added another finger, massaging that tender space inside of me as his thumb worked the outside of me. I opened my mouth in a gasp, and he moved his hand from my jaw to my breast, squeezing as he pumped his fingers into me faster.
“How do you want it, Bonscaíh?” he purred against the side of my face, repeating the words from our shared dream. “Do you want me to fuck you? Do you want me to read you like a book? Memorize every line…”
The hand at my breast relaxed, and his thumb flicked my nipple, peaking it against the cool air.
“Memorize every word…”
His forearm pressed against my inner thigh, forcing my legs wider as he twisted his fingers inside of me.
“Yes,” I moaned.
Yes. Yes to all of it… Yes to everything… Yes to him…
“Come for me.” The command left his lips, and his thumb made quick, hard circles against my clit before stars exploded behind my eyes.
Pleasure raced through me as my body racked in convulsions, his hand maintaining a firm grip between my legs as I shuddered against him.
My head bobbed back onto his shoulder as he slipped his hands from between my legs and wrapped his arms around my waist. He laid a kiss on my temple as he gave me a gentle squeeze.
“I love you,” he murmured against my skin.
I shifted, sitting up and turning to wrap my arms around his neck. My thigh bumped the long length of him, and my mouth parted as my eyes betrayed me, sliding down his abdomen and taking in the sight of him.
Fuck me.
My core ignited, and I made to straddle him. His eyes darkened, but the side of his mouth kicked up into a smirk. He gripped my thighs, pulling them higher around his waist and abruptly standing.
“I am not done with you,” he growled, hoisting me out of the water and stepping onto the winding stone path. His mouth crushed against mine, the fullness of his lips smooth and hard and claiming. I sucked his tongue into my mouth as I speared my fingers through his wet hair, and he carried me up the steps.
My ass hit the cool stone altar, and he pressed my thighs apart before he straightened, breaking our kiss and taking a step back. My mouth fell open as I let my gaze travel over the magnificence that was his body—that washim.
His tall form loomed feet from me, framed by the bordering columns and illuminated by the now soft violet and blue light from the surrounding crystals at the top of the stairs. His dark, wet hair dripped over the snaking tattoos at his broad shoulders, leaving trails of water running down his chest, altering their courses as they ran into the four long scars on his pectorals. Lean muscles roped over his body, the hard, thick length between his legs standing at full attention.
He was perfection. A demigod.
My god.
I tried to swallow as I slid my gaze back to his face. Kellan’s dark eyes roved over me as I bared myself to him, my legs wide, and my hands propping me up from behind. I followed his gaze to my abdomen, to the long lines of swirling shadows, gilded by a glittering, golden hue. My powers moved slowly beneath my skin, covering my entire body.
He traced them from my chest to my arms, to my neck, where they stopped inches before my jaw. At some point last year, the markings of my manifested powers never left… Andno onehad ever seen me like this.
Creature… The phantom whisper of Bayne’s voice cut through my mind, and the heat at my core began to cool.
Kellan snapped his dark gaze to mine, and a muscle in his jaw feathered. He took a slow step forward before dropping to a knee.
