My nerves spasmed around him as I panted to the ceiling. On the other side of rapture, my muscles were heavy and spent.
Dommik pulled me down to his chest and kissed me. I curled my fingers in his hair, melting into his lips, the way I knew I could from the moment I’d met him.
I hummed as he stroked my back and thought if I had to choose between the axe or living through this last month, I’d do it all the same again, as long as it brought me back here.
“What are you thinking?” Dommik’s words vibrated through his chest and across my cheek.
“I think we’re doomed, you and I.”
The commander placed a finger under my chin, lifting it to meet his gaze. The sea in his eyes was calm. Blue, gentle waves extended all the way to the distant horizon. I smiled softly at him, my pleasure haze cradling me, keeping me from any guilt of what we’d just done.
Silently, he pressed a kiss to my lips. The act was wordless but said so much. Everything he couldn’t say out loud.
I’m sorry. Thank you. I love you.
When we parted, I asked, “What are you thinking?”
Dommik placed his hand on my head and began slow, lulling strokes through my hair. “I think I’m the forest. And you’re the flame.”
Chapter 35
Together
“Iknow you’re awake.” Dommik was curled behind me. His hand caressed my navel, softly patrolling the skin between my breasts to below my belly button. I hadn’t been sure I’d fallen asleep. It had been so long since I’d slept soundly.
“Only because you woke me,” I groaned, capturing his wandering hand and stilling the motion. The scrape of a teasing fang grazed my bare shoulder before he planted a long, firm kiss on my neck.
My body fit effortlessly against his, like we were long-lost puzzle pieces finally put together. Our bare flesh met in harmonious dips and curves. I would have been content to lay naked next to him for days if it meant I could bask in what I knew was a fleeting happiness.
“You’ve been sleeping forever…” he whined into my hair and I snickered as he nipped at my ear.
“What did you expect when you kept me up so late?” I turned over to find him propped up on his elbow, head cradled in his hand. Today was the day I learned that Dommik Thorne had bed head. And it was adorable.
My innocent thoughts were smothered by a swift, sinful action.
“Hello, lovely.” His fingers pressed against my center before descending further to my slick entrance. The pressure from his thick fingers stretched me and I released a breathy exhale at the delicious soreness. “I think that’s my new favorite sound.”
He pulled out slowly and I arched at the sensation.
“Make it again,” he whispered the command before plunging back inside me. My mouth dropped open from the pleasure but I held back the sound. The sensation receded and I gave him a sly, teasing smile.
“No, no, no. I want to hear you.” He pulled me closer, repeating the motion but amplifying his effort by pressing the heel of his palm into my sensitive bundle of nerves.
Again, no sound.
“Lovely…you better give me the sound I want…” he grunted with a playful frustration. I silently bit my lip while he rolled on top of me, nestling himself between my legs.
He pressed his hardness toward me, but I squeezed his hips between my thighs, holding him at bay. A deep chuckle rumbled through him, accepting my challenge.
Of course he could overpower me. Easily. But that would be no fun. No, he wanted permission. And I would give it to him. But not before I teased him a bit.
He lowered his nose to mine. “Reyva.”
I loved hearing him say my name. I hated ‘lady’. I only tolerated ‘lovely’ because it was mine. But Ilovedwhen he said Reyva.
“Hmm?” My hands stroked his muscled shoulders up to the back of his neck.
“Let me in. And give me that sound.” The storm raged in his beautiful eyes and pointed fangs glinted in the dim candlelight. He pressed his hips towards me again. I let him gain the smallest bit of ground before I squeezed, refusing his advances.
