Page 189 of Wolf Caged
And rejoiced as she returned it, her lips dancing with mine, spreading heat through my body that eased the chill that had taken root in my chest.
She loosed a little moan as she shifted onto her knees, coming to face me, her hands lifting to rest on my left shoulder and right biceps. I planted one hand against her lower spine, pulling her against me, kissing her deeper as I drowned in my need of her, not wanting this moment to end. That chill lingered,marring my thoughts even as Saphira’s kiss thawed it, together with the way her hands found the buckles of my leather armour.
Her lips remained dancing against mine, each stroke of her tongue maddening me, warming me, as she slowly undressed me, her fingers finding each buckle, as if she had been memorising their positions the whole time we had been travelling so she could unfastened them without looking. I untied the bow on her corset, loosening the string that cinched it closed, unravelling it until the strip of leather came away in my hands. I tossed it to one side and lowered my mouth to her throat, earning a husky moan as my reward as I stroked my tongue over the faded marks I had placed on her fair skin. She leaned into each brush of my lips as I worked my way downwards, lifting the hem of her blouse from her leathers at the same time.
When she eased back, granting me better access, I made fast work of stripping the blouse from her and helped her with my chest piece, casting both away from her before eagerly cupping her bare breasts. Her teeth sank into her lower lip and her blue gaze grew hooded as I thumbed her nipples, teasing the stiff pink peaks, and then I swooped on them, grabbing her backside to haul her up onto her knees before me. Her hands flew to my hair, fingers burying deep to cling to me as I sucked and teased one nipple and then the other, lavishing them with the attention they deserved.
“Kael,” she murmured, the scent of her need maddening me.
I lowered my hand to cup her between her thighs, cursing the obstruction between us, and she mirrored me, her small hand brushing over my caged erection. I groaned low in my throat, breaths shortening as she tormented me.
Apparently, she tormented herself too, because she tore at the laces of my leathers, a frustrated little thing that pulled a husky chuckle from me. She shot me a glare and had herrevenge, silencing me with her palm against my bare flesh. The heat of her scalded me as she stroked my cock, wrapping her fingers around it tightly to choke me. Her thumb grazed the sensitive head on the down stroke, stealing my breath, flooding me with need that bordered on painful and making my mind race forwards to being inside her.
I wanted to be inside her.
Deep.
Claiming her.
I reached for the fastenings of her own trousers, but she beat me to it, shooting to her feet and ripping them open, hastily shimmying out of them and kicking them aside with her boots. I was not the only one who did not want to wait.
She proved that by straddling my thighs, one hand branding my chest as she pushed my back against the rough wall of the cave, and the other reaching for my cock. My hand joined hers and together we guided my erection to her slick pussy, our moans combining as we rubbed the head through the essence of her arousal to her opening and I nudged inside her.
I kept hold of myself as her hand moved to my shoulders, as she bit her lip and eased down onto me, slowly taking me into her inch by inch. My breaths shortened as our eyes locked, as we seemed to join in more ways than just our bodies interlocking. Our souls seemed to entwine as she gazed into my eyes, as she sank onto me, taking me as deep as I could go, and she scooted closer to me.
I was falling.
I knew it as I looked at her, as I wrapped my arms around her and she began to move on me, slow strokes that rocked my entire world.
I had never been in love, but I had seen it between others, and this feeling growing within me was unmistakable. Raw. Vulnerable. A flicker of emotion and a bond that felt weak andbreakable, but so dangerous at the same time as I moved with Saphira, as I drowned in the warm azure of her eyes and the feel of her in my arms.
For so long, I had been set on my path, things in motion that I had little control over despite all my power—things that would have consequences if I fell for her.
Yet I could not help myself as I leaned in to capture her lips, some reckless part of me wanting to steal more than a kiss from her.
My little wolf was bewitching, and brave, and beautiful.
And I was falling for her.
She gasped softly into my ear as she shattered, as she pulled me over the edge with her into a freefall that had me aware of only her and this feeling beating within a heart that had once been hollow but now roared to life.
I wrapped my arms tightly around her and kissed her softly, reverently, deeply.
I was never letting her go.
Saphira was mine.
And Great Mother help anyone who tried to take her from me.
Chapter 52
KAELERON
My senses immediately stretched towards the tower as I led Saphira towards it, my gaze rooted on the bleached bones that formed the columns and walls of it as I breathed through the rising nerves, slowly vanquishing them. Again, I sensed no life within it, but that was not a comfort. I was not sure a lich could be considered a living being. They had crossed to the other side, born behind the veil of death.
Saphira pressed close to me, her side grazing my arm, and I squeezed her hand, silently reassuring her that I was here with her and would allow nothing to happen to her. What I really wanted to do was return home with her and bring Malachi to this place instead, but the thought of leaving her alone in the castle with Morden had me keeping her pinned to my side.
Despite how uneasy I was about taking her into the tower of bones.
