Page 27 of Condemned to Love

Before I can finish, she leans up and kisses me. It’s sudden, electric—a surge of warmth that steals the words right from my mouth. My body responds instinctively; I’m momentarily stunned as her lips press against mine with fierce determination.

As if sensing my surprise, she runs a hand along the edge of my wing. The soft caress sends a shudder coursing through me, disrupting my thoughts and overwhelming my senses. I feel the world shift around us; the air thickens with something far more intense than mere training.

I’m taken aback, completely disarmed by her kiss. It’s fierce and unyielding, filled with all the pent-up energy from our sparring session. For a moment, I forget everything—the training, the looming war, the weight of my duty.

Her lips mold against mine, igniting a fire that blazes through my veins. I should pull away, regain control, but instead, I feel myself slipping further into the heat of the moment. But damn it! I shouldn’t want this—not here, not now.

Then she pulls back suddenly, breaking our connection, and the world rushes back in. She takes advantage of my momentary daze to twist free from my grip.

“Wait!” I grab her wrist just as she starts to dart away. The last thing I want is for this to end here.

She glances back at me, her eyes wide with surprise and defiance. “You can’t just?—”

But before she can finish her thought, I pull her back toward me, feeling that spark reignite between us like a live wire. Thistime when our lips meet, it’s deeper, more urgent—a clash of heat and intensity.

Her breath mingles with mine as I cup her face with one hand while the other wraps around her waist. There’s a wildness in how she responds—her body arches into mine as if we’re two magnets drawn together by an invisible force.

I push deeper into the kiss, exploring this new territory between us. My heart races; it feels both exhilarating and terrifying to lose myself in this moment with her. Each second stretches on endlessly as we navigate this uncharted territory of passion and longing.

The rough stone wall digs into my back as she presses closer—her warmth enveloping me like a shield against everything else that weighs heavy on my mind. She fits against me perfectly; it’s almost maddening how right it feels.

I pick Elowen up without breaking the kiss, turning her to press her against the cool stone wall. She gasps slightly at the contact, but her arms wrap around my neck, pulling me closer. I kiss her deeper, exploring her mouth with a hunger I hadn't known I possessed. Her taste is intoxicating, like the first breath of fresh air after a storm.

My lips trail down her jaw, feeling the softness of her skin against the rough stubble of my beard. She shivers beneath my touch, her breath hitching as I reach the sensitive spot where her neck meets her shoulder.

I linger there, feeling her pulse quicken under my lips. Her scent envelops me, and it drives me crazy, igniting a primal urge deep within me.

She pulls back just enough to grab the hem of her shirt, tugging it up and over her head in one swift motion. Her eyes never leave mine, challenging and inviting all at once. I let my gaze wander, taking in the sight of her bare skin, the rise and fall of her chest with each ragged breath. She's a warrior, her bodylean and muscled, marked with scars that tell a story of survival and strength.

"Fucking beautiful," I mutter as I take her in. "I just want to taste you."

Her eyes are hooded, lust swirling in them as she runs her hands up over my shoulders and through it. "Do it."

I lean in, pressing my lips to the hollow of her throat, feeling her heartbeat against my mouth. Her skin is warm and damp, tasting of salt and something sweeter. I trail kisses down her collarbone, my hands exploring the planes of her back, the curve of her waist. She arches into my touch, a soft moan escaping her lips.

The sound stokes the fire burning within me. I want more—more of her taste, more of her touch, more of everything. I can't get enough. My mouth moves lower, tracing the line of her sternum, the swell of her breasts. Her breath catches as I lick and nip at her skin, her fingers digging into my shoulders.

Every touch, every taste, drives me wild. I'm consumed by her, lost in the sensation of her body against mine. I want to explore every inch of her, to learn the secrets of her body, to taste her until she's writhing beneath me, crying out my name.

Elowen’s breath hitches as she begs, "More, Aldric. Please."

Her voice is a mix of desperation and desire that sends a jolt through me. I strip her of her pants, feeling her hands reach for mine with the same urgency. The moment is intense, raw, and filled with a hunger that matches my own.

When we’re both naked, I pick her up again, feeling her legs wrap around me tightly. She guides me inside her, and I thrust into her ruthlessly, driven by a primal need that’s been building for too long.

"You feel fucking incredible," I growl against her ear, feeling her body respond to mine. She moans, her nails digging intomy shoulders as she begs for more. Each thrust is a claim, a declaration of the chaos we’re both feeling.

"Harder," she demands, her voice a gasp. I oblige, driving deeper, feeling her body tremble with each movement. The sound of our bodies colliding fills the air, a raw and primal rhythm that matches the beat of our hearts.

"You’re mine," I say, my voice rough with need. "All fucking mine."

She moans in response, her body arching against mine as we move together, lost in the intensity of the moment. I can feel her tightening around me, her breaths coming faster, and I know she’s close.

"Come for me," I demand, my voice a low growl. "Let me feel you."

She cries out, her body convulsing around mine as she finds her release. The sensation pushes me over the edge, and I climax with her, a deep, guttural sound escaping my lips. The moment is both liberating and confusing, a mix of emotions I’ve been trying to suppress for too long.

As we come down from the high, I hold her close, feeling her heartbeat against my chest. The reality of what just happened sinks in, and I’m left grappling with feelings I can’t quite understand.

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