To protect the bedding if I bleed. It fully hit her then. This was truly happening. He was going to make love to her.
Only he hadn’t used the word love. There was a lot of talk of belonging and unbreachable ties, but no true declaration of his feelings.
If this was all that she could have of him, would it be enough?
He leaned over her, the personification of a lifetime of longing wrapped up in an achingly beautiful package. And she had her answer.
No force on Aurion would give her the strength to walk away from this moment. Away from him. Her heart, her body, they’d always belonged to him. There was no fighting her destiny. She cupped his face, stroking the beloved planes of his cheekbones with reverence.
He sipped at her lips, his thighs coaxing hers wider. “I want to feel you wet and clasping tight around me. I promise I’ll weave the sheath before I come.”
It took a moment to grasp his meaning. “You can make a magical condom?” The notion almost made her giggle.
He grinned. “One of the perks of being a Maddoc.”
His shaft furrowed along her slit, splendidly fat and rigid, and she sighed in pleasure. Well hello there, second big perk of being a Maddoc fae.
“I don’t want to hurt you, sweetness, but I can’t guarantee it won’t this first time.” He swept the hair from her eyes and kissed her softly as he settled in place.
“I won’t break.” Except my heart. Please be gentle with that. Her worried musings fled, replaced with another when he eased past her opening. The stretch was more than she’d expected, and he wasn’t even in more than an inch. There was no way in hell the whole of him would fit.
He pushed with greater determination, and she reflexively grabbed his hips, her knuckles cramping. His mouth turned coaxing upon hers, lulling her into surrender. He rocked against her, and she once again fought the intrusion into her body. His fingers lacing with hers, he nibbled at her lips. “Let me in.”
“There’s not enough room in there.”
His sigh caressed her chin. “Yes, there is. You’re just not used to this. We’ll take it slow.” Giving her fingers a reassuring squeeze, he looked into her eyes. “Ready?”
She nodded. Aligning their hips, he bore down.
“Stop.”
Sweat beading his forehead, he dutifully complied. They went about their awkward advance and retreat for what she swore had to be a dozen more times before Jerrick leaned up on his elbows. “We’re going to have to go about this a different way. Do you trust me?”
“What is it you’re intending to do?”
“Distract you with my magic.”
“How do you mean? Are you going to materialize a herd of mutant lizards? Because that might work.”
His mouth curved. “No, I had something else in mind that’s far less likely to result in us getting eaten by reptiles.”
“I like that plan.” The next instant, an intense wave of pleasure crested over her, and she arched her back from the bed, her fingers curling tightly around Jerrick’s. “Oh gaaaaaaawwwds.” She liked this plan a lot.
He thrust deeper, but this time she didn’t hinder his advance, instead wrapping her legs around him. Her teeth scraped his jaw, his woodsy musk potent on her tongue. “Keep going. Don’t you dare stop.”
He hit her with another pleasure bolt, and she surged against him, shuddering as he lodged to the hilt inside her with one smooth pump of his hips. Retreating slightly, he dragged his cockhead over the sweet spot just past her entrance, lighting a fuse to the wicked rapture he’d suspended her in. She rolled her head, the tendons in her neck straining along with her voice. “Jer.”
“Are you ready to come, baby? Because I’m going to deliver it hard.” His tone was a maddening tease that matched the persuasive rhythm of his cock stroking inside her.
Strung out on the glorious pleasure he was giving her, she squirmed beneath his weight, whimpering. “Please.”
He set his hips in motion, ceaselessly working her G-spot with his cock. Her body pulled tight, shallow panting breaths lodged in her throat. The orgasm shimmered into place, its silken threads wrapping around her nerve endings with dazzling potential.
Close. So magnificently clo—
Jerrick’s magic rocketed into her, turbo boosting her climax into the stratosphere. She screamed as she bucked against him, her cells splitting into a million molecules of pure, blissful nirvana. Shaking and sobbing, she clutched at him, riding out the storm until she thought she’d expire from the ferocity of it.
When the quakes rippled into tiny tremors, she slid her arms around Jerrick’s neck, hugging him close.
He nuzzled her mouth, his breaths ragged. “You were amazing.”
She chuckled. “Isn’t that supposed to be my line?”
Laughing along with her, he rolled onto his back and massaged the globes of her ass. He was still rock hard inside her.
Splaying her hands on the deliciously smooth curve of his pecs, she kneaded his flesh, luxuriating in the tensile strength of his muscles. “Laying down on the job already?”
“I thought I’d let you do some of the work for a while. I got all of the hard stuff out of the way.”
“Not all of it,” she said with a grin, rocking on his shaft.
A sexy growl vibrating through him, he massaged her butt and leaned up to suck on her nipple. She let him get away with that for a few seconds before she pushed him back down and began swiveling her hips. Her concerns of not being exactly coordinated dissolved into the ether as Jerrick’s gaze turned glassy and he groaned, his hands tightening on her waist. He felt so unbelievably good inside her in this position. Rubbing all of the spots precisely right.
Her hand drifted down to where they were joined. She slicked over her clit, the still-tingling nubbin immediately responding to her caress.
Another groan tore from Jerrick, and she glanced down to see him watching her pleasure herself. “Mmm, I decided to be generous and let you observe this time.”
“Goddess bless you.” His cock thickened even more inside her.
Stretching one arm behind her, she gripped his thigh just above the knee, anchoring herself as she rode him, each corkscrewing motion of her hips creating that luscious friction that drew her orgasm nearer. She chased after it, her other hand scrabbling to gain purchase on Jerrick’s opposite knee.
His thumb took over on her clit, urging her on. “That’s it, sweetness. Come all over my cock.”
She broke on a shuddering wail, his name ripped from her lips.
Before she fully came down from the rush, he flipped her onto her back. His palms sliding beneath her rump, he pulled her into the fervor of his thrusts. “Avi, gods.” His eyes fiery, he slammed into her harder. Their bodies slid together in slick harmony. There wasn’t a centimeter of him that didn’t glisten with sweat, and he even dripped on her in places when he leaned over her. She didn’t care. She loved it. Loved every blissful second of it. Of him.
The words couldn’t stay caged in her mouth. She needed to shout them to the world. “I love you.”
He didn’t answer. Didn’t say anything at all. An indecipherable emotion slipping over his strained features, he closed his eyes, an almost tortured groan that seemed to come all the way from his toes shaking from him as his body jerked. A second later he slumped onto his side, his arm tucking her tight to him.
No, it wasn’t a declaration of love by any means.
But it was a start.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Jerrick awoke to the odd sensation of a warm body snuggling against his front. Lifting his head from the pillow, he stared at the fingers of golden sunlight caressing Avi’s face. The beautiful sight of her, soft and angelic in her sleep, stirred things south of the border. Recalling their sexy escapades last night, his cock went to full mast.