She wasn’t sure if she’d even managed to nod; not as he rolled his trousers past his hips, and the whole length of him sprang free. So thick, so hard, he was nearly pressed to his own tensed stomach. Kai gripped himself, and as his eyes dragged over the length of her naked body, he teased two long, languid strokes from the base of his cock to the head. Adeline felt his deep, worshipful groan in a throb between her own thighs, the force enough to make her hips lift.
“Kai,” she pleaded. “Fuck me slow if you like, butfuckme.”
She felt his dark laughter in the pit of her belly, and as he finally lined himself between her thighs, the depth of that laughter was enough, for just a moment, to fill the wanting, hollow ache within. But then, with one decisive thrust, he drove his cock inside her, and she was full in earnest. Full, and whole, andalive, lit up from the inside, crying out at the delicious, brimming fullness as she locked her legs around his hips. Her hands grasped at his shoulders for purchase, his own hands gripping almost painfully at her hips, and for a moment, neither of them moved; they just gazed at one another, speechless, awestruck, as though they’d somehow forgotten the earth-shifting perfection of the way their bodies fit together. The rightness of it.
And then Kai began to move; slowly at first, just as he’d promised, though she could tell it cost him. His hand shook with tension when he pressed his palm to her inner thigh, widening her legs, holding her body open so he could watch his cock glide, sofuckingslowly inside her, his lips parting around a deeply primal groan as the coiling tightness of her core dragged him deep inside her again. And again. And again.
“Kai—”
“Slow,” he grunted, hearing her plea in just the whisper of his name. But his next thrust, slow though it remained, was deep and unyielding, and he held himself at the crest of that thrust for a long moment; so long his coarse hair brushed over her aching centre, and she panted at the friction, rolling her hips until she felt herself flutter desperately around him.
“Fuck,” he panted. “Fuck, you’re so close already, I can’t—I-I’m going to—”
He pulled only halfway out of her before his control slipped and he slammed in again with a resounding growl. More friction, more pressure, the heat of him between her legs setting her ablaze. The climbing tension at Adeline’s core seemed to swell throughout her; into her chest, pressing urgently into her lungs,insistentlyuntil those three terrifying words began to climb her throat with each igniting, stuttering thrust into her body.
“Kai,” she whimpered, then swallowed, trying her hardest to hold them at bay, because this wasnotthe moment. “Kai, I—”
Not the moment. Not fair.
“I missed you,” she said instead.
He stopped trying to go slowly. His waning control snapped in several rapid, helpless strokes, and then he curved his hands beneath her thighs and hauled her against him. She was airborne for a moment, clinging to his shoulders for purchase before he spun them around and collapsed backward against the counter, the mirror rattling ominously behind him. She straddled his lap as he sat back, and the angle sent him so deep that her back arched almost violently.
“Show me then,” he ground out.“Show me how much you’ve missed me, Adeline.”
But she was moving already, riding him, grinding into him, driving him against that spot inside her that made her breath catch and her vision blur at the edges. Nothing had ever felt so good, until Kai slid his hand between their bodies, and she cried out at the added pressure of his thick, warm fingers sliding over her slick core.
“That’s it, Princess,” he said, his voice a breathless whisper in her ear, each word broken by greedy, guttural groans. “Show me.”
She moaned his name and relished in the harsh catch of his breath as her hands slid blindly over his chest, finding his shoulder, his throat. His pendant was cold beneath her hand, and somehow the jolt of ice through her senses only made every sensation keener; only made her move more frantically. Her hips stuttered in their rhythm, and Kai began to move his fingers faster against her, his other hand tucked beneath her to support each of her thrusts, helping her bring them both to the brink.
“Adeline,” he breathed. He caught her open, gasping mouth against his own, a kiss that was restless and arrhythmic, and served to stifle his sounds as they each grew wilder, more desperate. But even with her bottom lip between his teeth, Kai could not seem to help himself. As though the words were ripped from the depths of his chest, each one reluctant and urgent and low; “I love you.I love you.”
Her orgasm was too much; an earthly force that crashed into her with little care for the mortal limits of her body. Release shuddered between every glowing fibre of her being, tearing her lovingly apart to force pleasure into every cell, all while Kai held her broken pieces together.
It was, for all of a few moments, the most intense sensation she had ever experienced.
But then the might of that powerful climax slowly eased, and as Kai surged up and into her, holding her to him while he came, gasping her name in her ear and telling her how much he wanted her, loved her, missed her—the waning heat in her belly met a burst of warmth in her chest.
She ignited all at once.
It wasnotan orgasm.
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Adeline was overcome, something unfamiliar and all-encompassing exploding within her already spent body; she clutched at Kai, her fingers tangling in his chain, her other hand flying out to find purchase behind him, sliding down the cool surface of the mirror as she cried out with something that teetered between fear and awe. Pleasure and power entwined in her chest like ancient lovers united after too many cruel lifetimes apart—then thundered through her limbs, exploding out of every pore. She could not see. She could hear only a creaking, roaring, rush, like the blood in her veins had been replaced with a forest storm, formidable and lore-shaping, too significant to contain. She clung to Kai desperately, her only tether in the storm that sought to spirit her away from her own earthly body.
And then, quite as abruptly as it had begun, it was over. The roaring died. Her skin prickled and stung, but a slow flood of warmth followed, soothing the ache with her every breath.
“Adeline?”
She could feel his arms tightening around her, warm and solid against the echo of that stinging rush beneath her skin. Shecould feel him still between her legs, inside her, part of her as much as the storm that had wracked her from the inside out.
“Adeline.”
Kai twined his fingers with hers where they rested against his chest, and she realised, with slow and sticky thoughts, that she had slumped against him. Her forehead rested on his shoulder, both of them slick with sweat. Her hand was still flat on the mirror, and it took her a moment to realise that she could not draw it away. Strange.
“Open your eyes for me.”
