Page 102 of Of Storm and Emerald
What the hell?
It wasn’t long before she heard the trickling sound of water from her bathing chamber, and she smiled.Of course.
Moments later, he returned, only this time he sauntered back into the room instead of magically appearing. Kneeling between her knees, he took the warm, wet cloth and carefully wiped between her legs–cleaning her up like he always had.
Auraelia moaned at the feeling of the warm cloth between her legs, the way it soothed the slight soreness there.
“Auraelia–”Daemon removed himself from between her knees and stood from the bed.
Chuckling, she rolled onto her back and stretched her arms above her head. “Don’t worry, I’mcurrentlysated.” She paused, bringing her hand to her mouth as she tried–unsuccessfully–to stifle a yawn. “Actually, I think I’ll take you up on that ‘wrap you in my arms and hold you while you sleep’offer now.”
A cheeky grin spread across her face as she settled beneath the sheets.
Dameon smiled his beautiful smile as he shook his head. “Your wish is my command, Princess.”
He tossed the cloth on the floor by the bathroom, walked to the opposite side of the bed, and slid beneath the covers. Wrapping his arm around her middle, he pulled her to him, her body molding perfectly to his.
A contented sigh slipped through her lips as she relaxed into his warm embrace. His whispered, “Goodnight, my beautiful star,”were the last words she heard before sleep claimed her.
Chapter Thirty-One
Auraelia
Earlymorningsunlightfilteredinto her room through her still open balcony doors, while the soothing sounds of waves breaking against the mountain side filled the space.
But that wasn’t what roused Auraelia from her dreamless sleep.
Instead, it was a large, warm–slightly callused–hand gliding along her thigh and up her body, while a mouth left a trail of heated kisses across her shoulder and neck.
“You’re still here,” her voice was still ladened with sleep, and the subsequent yawn that escaped made Daemon chuckle against her shoulder.
“There’s nowhere else I’d rather be, my star.”
Auraelia groaned as she arched her back into a stretch. The movement pushing her ass into Daemon’s hardened cock.
“Auraelia,you insatiable creature–”
“Excuse me? I just woke up to your hands and lips onmeand your cock pressed against my ass, and you’re callingmeinsatiable?”
His chuckle reverberated through her, waking up every part of her body.
“Touché, Princess. But can you blame me when you’re lyingdeliciouslynaked next to me?”
His hands continued to travel over her body, avoiding every part of her that craved his touch. They skirted around her breasts and the apex of her thighs, sticking strictly to her stomach and thighs.
He no longer trailed kisses up her neck or her shoulder, instead he left whispers of breath across her skin, causing it to pebble in anticipation.
“Daemon,” she whined, and pushed her hips back into his.
“Yes?” His hand continued to coast along her body.
“You’ve woken me up and made me needy.”
She reached behind her and gripped his length in her hand, squeezing slightly as she slid her palm up his shaft. His sharp intake of breath was music to her ears.
He pulled out of her grip and rolled her onto her back. Climbing on top, he held his weight on one arm as the other snaked down her body to the apex of her thighs–her legs instinctively spreading for him.
He slid two fingers through her slit, before circling her clit. “Fuck, Auraelia. You’re such a good girl. All wet and ready for my cock.”
