Page 60 of The Rowan's Stone
Swearing, I pull her leg up and around my hip, then thrust into her, only to find the barrier of her leggings. We both moan. The mere thought of a single layer being all that separates us is torture.
This time, she uses her magic to remove her pants, and next time I thrust against her, her wet body slides against mine like silk. I rub back and forth, breathing harshly, but I stop myself from entering her. Looking into her glazed eyes, I capture every detail, so I can savor it later .
Her hands grip my shoulders, and she arches into me. “Now, Theron.”
Seizing her mouth with mine, I kiss her deeply and slide into her warm, tight body. Feeling her sweet heat wrapped around me makes me want to explode. “Wrap both your legs around me.”
When she locks her heels behind me, I sink all the way into her, and she moans and swivels her hips, grinding down on me. Gritting my teeth, I hold on to the edge for a minute, then start thrusting furiously. Our harsh breathing fills the air, along with the sounds of her moans.
Feeling myself near the edge, I reach down and find her slick nub with my thumb. I circle it, bringing her to a peak, and when she tightens around me, I let my remaining control go and fall over the edge with her.
Breathing rapidly, I lay my forehead against hers for a second to catch my breath. Glancing around the conference room, I chuckle. “Not quite what I planned for our first time.” I brush her hair from her face. “But I’m adaptive.” Swinging around with her in my arms, I head toward my room.
When we enter, she whistles. “Someone likes his creature comforts,” she teases me, peering around at the furnishings. “Daire should have asked you to redesign his room.”
Shrugging, I barely give the room a glance and stride straight through to the shower. Turning on the water to my pre-set temperature, I step in with her and let her slide to her feet. When I reach for the soap, I find she’s already beat me to it.
Her soapy hands have barely begun to wash me, and I’m already hard again. Locking my jaw, I stand perfectly still and impassive while she teases me. When her hands wrap around my cock, I can’t help thrusting forward. As if it’s her cue, she slowly glides her hands from the base to the tip over and over, keeping me hard and on edge.
“Who’s teasing now?” I raise my eyebrow a millimeter, knowing it drives her crazy. Pulling back, I rinse off and take the soap from her. She pouts, but I shake my head. “My turn.” Paying attention to every detail of her delectable body, I catalog it and store it in the back of my mind for later. When my fingers glide over her sweet core, I can’t help but linger, playing and thrusting into her until she comes around my fingers.
Moving away from her wandering hands, I chuckle and step out of the shower, leaving her in there to finish.
A minute later, she drifts into the bedroom wearing a towel, and I groan. “You’ve figured out my secret, haven’t you?”
A wicked smile graces her face. “Sit down,” she orders me huskily, pointing to a nearby club chair. When she sees my hard cock standing at full attention, she licks her lips and climbs on top of me. “Towel on or off?” she asks, maneuvering until I’m inside of her.
“On,” I say gruffly, heat stealing across my face. My hands move toward her waist, but she shakes her head and places them on the arms of the chair.
Lifting up, she slides to the tip and back down again. Then, she leans forward to position her hands on the back of the chair. Setting an easy pace, her body is tight and wet as it glides up and down, pulling every sensation from me. “How does this feel?” she asks, her breath catching on the way down.
“My dreams are never going to be the same.” My hands grip the chair tightly as I grit the words out. She looks so fucking good in the towel, her face and the top of her chest flushed with desire, and my head drops back to watch her need build with every stroke.
After a few minutes, she pauses, and I can feel the first quivers.
“Do you want me to take over?”
She nods, so I hold her tightly to me as I stand. With just a couple of steps, I lay her on the bed and stare down at the sight before me. Finally. It feels like I’ve been waiting forever to see her in this exact spot, her body flushed and her eyes filled with passion. For me. Still joined, I slowly slide in and out several times so I can watch her body react to mine. She’s so damn beautiful. I want to stay like this but when she calls my name, my control starts to waver.
“Theron,” she murmurs.
“Unwrap the towel,” I demand, picking up speed again. She slides one side of the towel off slowly, then the other and I groan at the sight of her luscious body, but I don’t stop. When she whimpers, my fingers find her core, and I bring her over the edge. Her release triggers my own, and I thrust hard and come.
Dropping my hand to the bed, I work to catch my breath. When her fingers run through my hair, I look up. “What the hell was I waiting on again?” I muse. I know though. After seeing her full of passion and in my arms, why would I settle for anything less? The reward is indescribable.
“Maybe they’re right,” she muses, her eyes dancing with laughter. “You plan too much.”
36
FALLON
Dressing in my official Elven prince attire the next morning, I contemplate the possibilities of this visit going well. My father isn’t known for his generosity of spirit, but he’s my king and father so I’ve always excused it. Unfortunately, for the past fifty years, he’s gotten progressively worse. I don’t even recognize him most days.
When I walk into the lobby a minute later, Valerian and Arden are kissing. I stop, not wanting to intrude, and turn toward the kitchen. When I hear her moan, my body tightens, and it’s all I can do to keep walking. Theron is standing by the coffee machine when I enter the kitchen, and I wince. He’s almost blinding in his summer Fae form.
“Is the coffee fresh?” I ask, watching him stare at the pot. Picking up a mug, I walk over and grab it from the burner.
“Yes. I’ve already had mine, but I needed to get out of the lobby,” he mutters. “Valerian arrived a few minutes ago.”
