Page 60 of Faeheart
Wild tensed slightly in my arms, embarrassment and regret flickering through our connection. “I was scared,” he admitted quietly. “I’d never felt anything like what I felt with you, and it terrified me. So I said what I thought would protect me.”
I pressed a kiss to his shoulder, tasting water and the salt of his skin. “I know. I could feel it through the bond, even before it was completed. All that fear and longing tangled up together.”
“And now?” he asked, turning his head to meet my eyes.
“Now I can feel how much you love me,” I said simply. “Just like you can feel how completely I’ve fallen for you. No hiding anymore.”
Wild’s eyes softened, his magic reaching for mine through the water around us. The bathwater began to glow faintly with our combined energies, amber and emerald light swirling together in patterns that matched our synchronized breathing.
“This is nice,” Wild murmured, relaxing fully against me as our magic danced together. “Just us, no training, no prophecies, no one trying to kill us.”
“Mmm,” I agreed, though I could feel his arousal building through our bond as my cock pressed more insistently against his back. The combination of the heated water, his naked body in my arms, and the intimate connection of our magic was affecting both of us despite our exhaustion.
“You know,” Wild said conversationally, though his voice had dropped to that husky tone that always made my pulse race, “there are some very interesting things you can do in a magical bathtub.”
“Such as?” I asked, though my hands were already moving of their own accord, skimming along his sides beneath the glowing water.
Instead of answering with words, Wild shifted in my arms, turning to straddle my lap so we were face to face. Water sloshed gently around us as he settled against me, our cocks pressing together beneath the surface.
“I mean,” he said, grinding his equally hard cock against mine. “We’re so wet… you might just accidentally slip inside me.Then what will I do? I suppose I’d just have to ride you slowly until you cum.”
His bluntness made my breath catch, but my dick reacted by throbbing even harder. The idea of him slowly teasing me,usingme as his personal pleasure toy, turned me on more than I could articulate.
“I... I think I’d like that,” I managed to say, my voice barely more than a whisper as Wild shifted his hips in a slow, deliberate circle.
His smile was wicked as he reached between us, taking both our cocks in his hand and stroking them together. The sensation sent sparks of pleasure coursing through our bond, doubled and reflected back until I couldn’t tell whose enjoyment was whose.
“You’re sure?” he asked, his green eyes searching mine. “You’re not too sore from training?”
I laughed softly, my hands finding his hips beneath the glowing water. “I think this might be the perfect remedy for sore muscles, actually.”
Wild leaned forward to capture my lips in a deep kiss, his tongue sliding against mine as he continued to work our cocks together. Through our soul bond, I could feel his desire building alongside mine, the feedback loop of sensation making everything more intense.
“I need you inside me,” he breathed against my mouth, his voice thick with want. “Right now.”
He shifted his position, rising slightly in the water as he positioned himself over my cock. I felt my cockhead press against his entrance, which was already slick and ready. Apparently the magical bathwater had properties I hadn’t anticipated, acting as a perfect lubricant.
“Wait,” I gasped, sudden concern cutting through my desire. “Don’t you need... preparation?”
Wild’s laugh was breathy and full of heat. “Fae magic,” he explained, sinking down just enough to take the head of my cock inside him. “I can relax my body at will. One of my many talents.”
The tight heat enveloping me made stars burst behind my eyelids. I gripped his hips tighter, fighting the urge to thrust up into that exquisite pressure. Through our bond, I could feel Wild’s pleasure at the stretch, the fullness, as he slowly lowered himself onto my length.
“Fuck,” he moaned, his head falling back as he took me completely. “Damn, that cock is thick. I… I’d almost forgotten how perfectly you fit inside me, hitting all the right places...”
Water sloshed around us as he began to move, rising and falling in a slow, torturous rhythm that had both of us panting. The magical bathwater continued to glow with our combined energies, the light pulsing in time with our movements.
“Is this okay?” Wild asked, his hands braced on my shoulders as he rode me with deliberate slowness. “Not too much after today’s training?”
“It’s perfect,” I managed, my hands sliding up his back to pull him closer. “You’re so tight and warm.”
Through our connection, I could feel exactly what he wanted, what would bring him the most pleasure. I angled my hips slightly, thrusting up to meet him as he came down, and was rewarded with a broken moan as I hit that perfect spot inside him.
“There,” he gasped, his fingers digging into my shoulders. “Right there.”
The bathroom echoed with the sound of water splashing and our mingled moans. Our bond intensified every sensation, creating an intoxicating loop of pleasure that built with each movement. I could feel Wild’s enjoyment of being filled, the delicious stretch and pressure, while he experienced myoverwhelming pleasure at my cock being enveloped in his tight heat.
“I’m not going to last long,” I warned, feeling pressure building at the base of my spine. The day’s exhaustion somehow made everything more intense, more immediate.
