Page 140 of The Sundered Realms

Opening her eyes, she found his were on her, all fire, all for her.

Her breath caught.

For a long moment they stayed there, poised on the edge of something together.

Then Vhannor lifted himself up onto his powerful arms.

And began to move.

Slowly, testing her response, and Liris wasn’t totally sure what she felt until all at once she was.

Vhannor repeated his thrust, stroking his head over the same spot again, and Liris opened wider to him, knees spreading frantically, and he somehow hit even deeper.

Liquid heat built in her core, and she was sure now she was enjoying this, so much, that word sounded impossibly mild and almost blasphemous for the depth of feeling surging through her. And she thought he was too.

But she was not a person who would ever settle.

Liris leaned back a little and urged Vhannor to sit up, too, their bodies connected the whole time as she wrapped her legs around him and he did the same. Until she was sitting in his lap, their legs wrapped around each other, faces close together, and at this angle it felt like he was reaching all the way to her heart.

Vhannor gently cupped her face and smiled.

Not a smirk. Not amusement. Just a perfect, happy smile, and Liris melted around him.

“This position may be slower,” he warned her.

Liris pressed a kiss to his palm. “We have all the time in the world.”

And she meant that, but somehow still it was a lie, it was a lie, because the tender, intent look on his face made her want this to last forever. There could never be enough time.

Vhannor kissed her again, and Liris almost sobbed with the intensity of it. And then he oh-so-slowly began to rock inside her.

She matched him, wrapping her arms around him like a parasite, like she could hold on so tightly he could never be rid of her.

He grasped her breasts again until she gasped, like he’d hold her with him, too, like he’d keep up with her forever if that’s what it took.

And when Liris was so full of everything she felt like she might actually burst if she tried to hold this moment longer, Vhannor reached between their bodies and ran the rough pad of his thumb over her clit.

Liris thrashed, but he was holding her up, always, inexorably pushing her higher, and then her orgasm tore out of her.

She clenched around him, hips moving wildly, and then let herself fall backwards as he followed so he could pound into her, control unleashed at last, for her, eyes on fire and all his strength chasing her over the edge until with a shout he came too.

For a moment Liris lay there just trying to breathe, not exactly intellectually stunned by the strength of her reaction to him but also, fundamentally, very stunned.

Then Vhannor gathered himself enough to roll to one side, gathering her to him and kissing her hair, her cheek, her neck, continuing to touch her like he couldn’t get enough.

Liris was the same. Just as greedy for him, for them, together, to live endless moments just like this.

Eventually Liris managed, “So when do I get to learn sex magic?”

And Vhannor laughed, loud and bright and perfect.

When they finally went to sleep, Liris wasn’t thinking about missing anything at all.

She was thinking about how she could keep this, keep him, forever.

But by the time sleep claimed her, she hadn’t arrived at any answers.

Footsteps, yelling, pounding on the door. Liris clawed herself to wakefulness as Vhannor, always ready, cast a protection sphere around them just before the door to their guest suite burst open.

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