Page 82 of Tears of Gold

Running my fingers across his jaw, I smile at his generosity. “Next time.”

His face twitches with a smile, and his shoulders relax. He meshes his lips with mine. Our bodies jam together as if we were one being. Our breath flows in and out. My hands slide across his neck and back, stroking and touching every inch I can reach.

Fine brown hairs cover his arms, growing thicker and darker across his back. His hard muscles capture my breast as Harper cuddles me close, fingers in my hair and caressing my shoulder blades, slowing the pace as he breathes the air from my lungs.

I thought I wanted it fast and rough, but this intimate syncing of our energies is perfect for our first time. Pure touch across my skin builds pressure in my core, and I moan. As I begin to squirm, Harper moves his hands under my bum and gently rocks me, his cock sliding through me with delicious friction. I groan into his shoulder as the nerves in my pussy sing with happiness.

“You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen,” he whispers in my ear. “I’ve been dreaming of you doing this since the day I met you.”

I smile against his flushed skin. "You’re very sweet.”

He nibbles on the sensitive skin of my neck, and I gasp.

“That gasp, Aves. You could lay an army flat with that sound.” He sucks on my ear, and I gasp again. He braces one arm on the rug and thrusts harder. “You have no fucking clue how sexy you are with every breath.”

Goosebumps rise on my skin. I whimper, panting for release, crushing myself against him, trying to match the force building within me. I can’t answer him, I’m barely coherent with the force of need bubbling through me, driving me to wind myself onto him however I can.

Suddenly, Harper tips us over. With firm ground beneath us, he can get purchase. Slipping his hands under my knees and lifting my legs up to his hips, he drives hard. I clench my hands around his wrists and hold tight, arching in an attempt match his pace. The fire he’s built inside me breaks loose, swept into an inferno by a hungry wind.

I lose track of our rhythm, unable to keep up with his furious pace, and Harper takes over, fucking me until all thought evaporates. Wildfire sweeps through me. I rise toward him, tummy crunching as I bear down with a groan, spilling waves of burning sex against him.

Harper moans, pulls out and comes on my stomach, pulsing with deep commanding thrusts against my burning torso. Our bodies tremble together as we both ride the spasms of intense pleasure.

After a minute, the universe realigns, and we re-enter our minds. We lie on the rug, Harper holding me tightly as we catch our breath.

“Sorry about pulling out. I didn’t have a condom on me.”

I blink. “Oh, shit! Thanks. I completely forgot about that!”

He strokes damp hair out of my face, an odd expression on his face.

“What?”

“You don’t think about that when you’re with Erritt and Skye?”

I press my lips together, and hunch my shoulders shyly. “Don’t worry; I remembered your advice. They can’t get me pregnant accidentally.”

He groans. “Lucky them!”

With a chuckle, I pull his head closer and kiss him thoroughly.

“That was so good, Harper.”

He grins. “Finishing what we started a long time ago.”

I grin. “Yeah. I guess we did let it simmer awhile.”

Once I have my breath, I rise up on my elbows, looking for Skye and Erritt. I think they take my search as an invitation. Both guys are a bit breathy as they join us on the rug. Erritt slides in behind me, and I drop my head on his legs. He rests a hand on my neck, thumb stroking gently over my pulse.

Harper curls in on himself as if to hide from the others, but Skye drapes one of the other rugs over him and leans against his legs. Noticing Harper’s embarrassment reminds me I’m stark naked too. A shirt dangles in front of my eyes as Erritt passes it over.

He smiles down into my face. “Not because I want it . . . on.”

I poke my tongue out at him. Water splashes across my belly, and I hiss in surprise. Skye waves his hand, and I find my stickiness cleaned up.

Harper’s brows jump. “Now that’s seriously useful magic!”

Skye chuckles. “I think so too.” We sit in silence, soaking in the sun, before Skye speaks again. “Can we address the behemoth in the room?”