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Leaned in, Bennett teased his lips over hers. Just out of reach, tormenting her with anticipation, he whispered, “Last chance. I don’t know if we’ll live forever, or if you’ll take on the lifespan of a demon hunter like other spouses.”
Grazing her thumb along the curve of his jaw, Adair shrugged, “What fun is forever without a little risk?”
As their lips met, the lightning that zinged between sent shocks of thrill radiating through her veins. Their breath mixing, the kiss deepening, the electricity strengthened as if they were the storm itself. Joined, connected in every way, she poured herself into him.
His pulse quickened as he gave her himself, but he shouldered the burden of it. Life, power, thrill filled her.
As the crowd filtered out, the rush of the exchange settling, she leaned into Bennett and waved at her friends. Blayk flashed her a wink and disappeared into the house. Logan gave Bennett one last threatening look, chased with a smile before dashing in behind Blayk, and Adair heard him offering a place to stay, his wife agreeing and insisting. Lizzy and Jonathan grinned at her, waving and disappearing into the house.
Through the windows, Adair saw the massive wedding cake, the plethora of flowers that Lizzy had insisted were necessary. “Shall we?” Adair asked Bennett as she slipped her hand into his.
Rather than turning into the house, he hooked a right and led her to an outdoor stairway that led to a massive deck overlooking the Pacific.
Hands still linked, at the top of the stairs, Bennett strolled backward and grinned, “You know, demon hunter weddings are a little different from human ceremonies.”
Flooded with surprise, Adair looked over the deck. Bennett had made a bed on the ground, with plenty of blankets to keep them warm in the spring night.
Meeting his smile, Adair asked, “And what makes demon hunter weddings different?”
“The reception is for the guests. We can join them if you want. But as the connection isn’t complete yet…”
Giggling from deep in her belly, she threw her head back and laughed.
Lacing his arms around her waist, Bennett nuzzled against her neck.
Sliding her hands over his shoulders, she shoved the tuxedo jacket out of the way and ripped open the buttons of his shirt. Overcome with need for him, as if only he could fill the yearning that stormed within her, she craved him like nothing before.
Lips trailing across her collarbone, he slid the white satin strap over her shoulder. The short dress slipped to the floor and pooled at her feet.
Groaning with desire, Bennett scooped her into his arms and laid her in the center of the blankets. Sitting back, he stripped off the last of his clothes. Grin tugging at the corner of her lips like a fish on a hook, she sat back to appreciate the view.
Pure ego, he winked as he joined her on the blankets.
As the night drifted away, she tasted every inch of his skin, and rode the crest of fulfillment as he showed her everything that he’d dreamed for her in their years apart.
No alarms alerted her to seek cover. No burning as rays of morning sun filtered over the house and licked over her skin. Soaring together, burning hotter than the sun, they joined as daylight coated the cool morning.
Lying in his arms, her head on his chest, she couldn’t have fought the smile if she tried. Hands tracing the contours of her back, Bennett whispered all the words of love she’d refused to hear for far too long.
And would never tire of hearing.
