Page 79 of A Serenade To The Elf Queen
I slam in hard until I’m deeply inside. She lets out a soft scream as her back arches.
“Look at you. Taking me all the way like a good girl,” I murmur, sliding my tongue over her delicate ear. A maddening shiver goes through her at my words, making her thighs clench and her toes curl. I guess she likes the praise.
My pounding becomes relentless, merciless. Her knuckles turn white from gripping the sheets, lost in the same pleasure as I am. She endures through every thrust, turning her head to the side so she can muffle her cries in the pillows. I keep watching her attempt to keep her voice down. A valiant effort but that won’t do.
I almost feel bad when I thrust in deeper, harder.
Almost.
The bed starts cracking over the force. This is a claiming.
You are mine.I want her to look back and think of me.
“Oh gods, please, please,” she cries, writhing beneath me. The anguished noises from her throat are the most exquisite thing I’ve ever heard. Her entire body starts to shake so violently it nearly lifts us both. A high-pitched moan rises from her like it’s been forever since she released herself so freely.
“That’s right, Rhianelle. No more hiding. It’s just us,” I say, struggling with my own control as she clenches around me.
Not yet. I shake my head before I lose it.
“Svenn, please…” she breathes out. That’s not my damn name. But fuck, her reaction is too much.
“I like it when you beg,” I tell her with a strained smile.
“I want us…together,” she manages to spill out. I understand her meaning immediately.
“Then hold on.” I grunt as I take her wrists, pinning them above her head to the mattress. “But you don’t get to hide this time. Eyes on me, Rhianelle.”
The girl slowly turns towards me, her features growing taut with sheer bliss. I become ravenous as I drive into her. She’s in a trance, utterly delirious from the pleasure. I watch in awe as her body writhes below me once again, the orgasm barreling upon her like a storm of fury.
What a sight…everything about her is perfect.
Seeing her unravel excites me to no end. My own pleasure doesn’t even matter as long as I can keep bearing witness to this.
“Nel…” I whisper, my voice dry and raspy. “You said ‘together’, but you cheated, didn’t you?”
Her eyes widen, her breath hitching at the accusation.
“You came,” I murmur to her delicate ear.
Just like that, I feel her tightening, her delicate inner muscles start clenching around my cock. That feels so fucking amazing, I never want this to end. I place my forehead on top of hers,looking straight into her eyes as she slowly descends from her high. A strange feeling passes between us.
“I want to hold you,” she whimpers.
How the hell can I say no to that? She looks as if she will die if I don’t let her. Her hands quickly find my face as soon as I release them, asking for a kiss. I grant her wish, claiming her lips and stealing whatever breath she has left.
I love the way her arms twine around my neck, the way she kisses me like a fucking dream. A single featherlight flick of her tongue over the roof of my mouth nearly drives me over the edge. She’s so incredibly good at this I’m not sure if I should kill or thank whoever the fuck she’s had her practice with before me.
Kissing seemed so pointless before that I abandoned the act completely during fucking. It felt too intimate, rendering a person vulnerable in a way I hate.
But I can’t get enough of her. I let her kiss me until I forget who I am, until I forget every hell I’ve walked through. I lose myself in her completely.
There is no frenzied rush now. Every thrust has the weight of me behind it, in tandem with our passionate kiss. A growl leaps out of my throat.“You were mine from the first moment I saw you.”
The goddamn pendant fails to translate any of that. But my Nel understands. The sweet girl smiles at me, her eyes dazed with lust as she clings to me. I feel her nails clawing into my back and her mouth latching onto my shoulder. Her act feels possessive. A claim of her own just as I had staked mine. I wish I could keep the mark she gives me instead of healing.
Rhianelle bites me hard to stifle her moan as her release draws closer. This time when she comes, she takes me over the edge along with her. My hands wrap around her tightly, cupping the back of her head and holding her hips as I empty my heart, my soul, my entire being. She locks her legs around my waist,wringing every last drop of pleasure from me. We fall together into the darkness of oblivion.
The breaths rolling out of my chest are labored and harsh. I know I must be crushing her, but Gods I wish I could stay entangled with her like this forever. Something twinges in my chest when I finally pull away from her. She makes a small whine of protest as we part.
