Page 26 of Fated Guardian

Every inch of my skin tingles. I can feel the magic leaking from me, channeling through me, but I’m totally powerless to stop it. I want this to never, ever end.

Nolan’s tongue is incredible. His mouth laps and nips and sucks in all the right places. At some point, I drag my fingers through his hair, pushing him down, because he’s just rightthere…

He pulls back, licking his lips. “Changed my mind. I want to come with you.”

“Yes,” I breathe. I want that more than anything.

Nolan moves up, his big body arching over mine, his arms on either side of my head. I’m panting, staring at him, and he tugs off the sweatpants that covered him earlier. I feel him pressed against me. Feel him pause.

“Coral?”

My eyes drift to his.

“Is this… okay?”

“Yes. More than okay. I need you inside me.”

Nolan’s face goes tight. His jaw twitches, and he nods. Then he pushes inside me.

This is sodifferentthan the only other time I’ve had sex. I absolutely love it.

Nolan fills me slowly, inch after inch, but I welcome every bit of it. I gasp against the stretch, arching my back as I take him.

When he’s pressed inside me fully, he leans forward. I shut my eyes against the softness, the tenderness in him as he kisses my forehead.

“You okay?” he murmurs.

“Yes. I feel so good,” I reply.

Nolan grins, the corner of his mouth crinkling into a smile that sends a fresh rush of heat through my body. “Hold on, baby.”

He starts to pump his hips. The motion is so slow at first but picks up speed, until I’m writhing to meet him. My fingertips dig into his strong shoulders, and I wrap my legs around his hips, desperate for more. I want him deeper. I want more. I want…

I want him. Forever.

The realization comes a split second before something builds in me. I cry out, realizing that I’m having an orgasm the second that it bursts over me like summer sunshine.

My eyes flicker. The bluish glow from the worms turns gold.

When Nolan grunts my name, clutching me to him, I know how he feels. Because I feel the same way.

Magic rushes around us, a torrent that I can’t even try to contain. Feebly, I wave my hand above Nolan’s shoulder, trying to get some of it to move away from us.

He kisses my palm. I let it slide against his cheek. When his eyes open, he’s looking at me with… awe.

“Hi,” he says. “Are you… was it…”

“That was incredible,” I breathe. “Can we do it again?”

Nolan laughs. He shifts backward, then frowns.

“Nolan?”

“I think we should probably check the greenhouse first.” He winks at me.

“Why?”

“Look up,” Nolan says, leaning down so I can see past him.

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