Page 30 of A Storm of Fire and Ash
“Holy sweet Divine,” I whispered, my heart practically beating out of my chest.
Fintan crawled up beside me, his warm body pressing against my skin, and pulled me against his chest. The weight of his arms wrapped securely around my stomach made me feel both safe and vulnerable. He leanedcloser, his breath tickling my ear as he whispered softly, “I knew you would taste sweet like honey.” A shiver ran down my spine as he placed gentle kisses along my neck. He held me tight, as if he wanted to absorb me completely into his embrace.
Since I wasn’t facing him, I felt a strange sense of relief from embarrassment as I slowly shared my truth. “No one… no one has ever done that before,” I confessed. The moment felt intimate and raw, and I continued. “And um, I don’t think I’ve ever… um, you know? Sex has always felt good, but I’ve never felt that.” I admitted shyly, fully aware of the vulnerability I was exposing. My cheeks flushed as I allowed the words to linger in the air between us.
“No one has ever given you an orgasm before?” He asked bluntly. His breath was still hot on my skin.
I shook my head.
“Glad I could get the job done,” he teased and bit my ear.
I turned my body so I faced him. I placed my hand on his muscular chest and slid my hand lower and lower until I reached that deep, delicious V.
“El, we don’t have to do anything else. I just wanted to make you feel good,” he said.
I slid my hand into his drawers and ran it along his entire length.
Goddess, was he big!
Fintan sucked in a deep breath and shut his eyes. I pushed him so he was lying down flat, and continued to stroke him as my other hand started to pull his pants down more. He lifted his hips and helped me pull them down further.
I went between his thighs and started pumping him more.
I suddenly had the urge to taste him. I’ve given Landen plenty of blowies, and he always said I was good atit, so I dropped my head and placed my mouth over Fintan’s perfect cock.
“Gods, Elara, you don’t have—”
I swirled my tongue from his tip down to his base and then licked his balls. I looked up at him, never taking my eyes off him, and took as much of his length as I could and moved my mouth up and down.
He grabbed the back of my head and moaned, “Fuck, you’re so good at that.” I let him gently push my head all the way down his length until he hit the back of my throat.
Lucky for me, I didn’t have a gag reflex.
I bobbed my head up and down and took him farther back, swallowing his length as my mouth took all of him. I relaxed my jaw so I could keep taking him all the way.
“Touch yourself. Make that pretty pussy come again as I fill your belly with my seed,” he whispered.
Oh. My. Suns.
My fingers immediately went down and started pleasuring myself. I sank two fingers in while my thumb circled my clit. A muffled moan escaped me. I felt the tension coiling in my lower stomach as I continued to suck him and pleasure myself.
“Fucking Hel, you are perfect. I’m getting close,” he rasped while staring at me like a wild beast.
Just as I let go, another orgasm took over, ribbons of hot liquid shot down my throat. We moaned together as we both found our release.
The prince’s strong hands gripped under my arms firmly, and with a gentle yet commanding pull, he brought me flush against his chest. We lay there entwined, our bodies slick with sweat and hearts racing, as the world around us faded away into a serene stillness that felt as if it could last for an eternity. The scent of sandalwood and cedar wrapped around me, filling my senses and making everything else seem inconsequential.
In that moment, as I nestled against him, I felt like I could stay like this forever. Thoughts swirled through my mind, echoing the profound words the goddess had whispered to me. Could it be possible that the Prince was meant to be my mate? It sure felt like a possibility.
Could the Fae even be mated to humans? There was so much I needed to learn.
Breaking the comfortable silence, he spoke with a confidence that took me by surprise. “I’m going to fall in love with you,” he declared, the sincerity in his voice sending a rush of warmth through me. He leaned down to kiss the top of my head, a simple gesture that felt incredibly intimate. My eyelids grew heavy, the exhaustion of the day washing over me like a gentle tide, almost causing me to miss his next words. “Actually, I think I already have.”
A broad smile spread across my face as I absorbed his admission, my heart swelling with hope and contentment. In that moment, wrapped in his embrace, I surrendered to the blissful fatigue that enveloped me.
I drifted off to sleep; the last thing I felt was the steady rise and fall of Fintan’s chest beneath me, a rhythmic lullaby that sent me into a peaceful slumber.
Chapter Nine
