Page 89 of Found at Sea
With the distant thunder and sound of the rain hitting the roof, it was soothing as we joined our bodies.
I dug my nails into Kellan’s back as he moved inside me, bringing me closer to release. He rested his face at the base of my neck and grunted as he nipped at the sensitive skin there.
I loved it. I loved him.
“Let me hear you, boy,” he said as he filled me with his hard cock, hitting me in places only he could touch.
Moaning, I clung onto him tighter. “Harder.”
He obeyed my command, and as his face lowered again to my throat, I felt him smile.
With each rocking of his body into mine, I fell even more under his spell. His oil-slicked cock glided in and out of me, causing a tingling down my spine and a pressure to build down below. I needed the pressure released, to feel that euphoria of soaring to the clouds and unraveling beneath his muscled body.
It didn’t matter how many times Kellan had bedded me. Each time we came together was powerful. Magic. He awoke desires in me I’d never known until him—until first meeting the force of his mismatched gaze and feeling his tantalizing lips moving along my skin.
He was everything I never knew I wanted, but now the one thing I couldn’t live without.
“Is that the spot?” Kellan growled, angling his hips in a new position.
Whimpers left my throat, and I couldn’t form a response. He was touching an area that had my toes curling and my mind going fuzzy. As my orgasm suddenly burst through me, I shouted, as if the pressure could no longer be contained and was exploding from every inch of me.
His labored breaths tickled my neck as he thrust into me faster, deeper, and chased his own release. He faltered in rhythm and groaned deep in his throat as his body quaked. I enjoyed the feel of his orgasm just as much as I loved the feel of my own, the way his cock swelled before trembling inside me. The sounds he made and the tightness of his embrace as he came apart.
“Fletcher,” he moaned, pressing his head to mine. The pace of his thrusts had slowed, and he gave me a few more slow and deep ones as the last of his tremors rolled off him. “Mine.”
“Yours,” I said with a shake in my voice, feeling the word deep in my very core. “Always.”
Kellan pulled me against his chest, and I snuggled in beside him. The rain gently fell outside the window, adding a sense of calm after the intensity of our lovemaking. I was sure if I tried hard enough, I could fall asleep, but I wasn’t ready for sleep. Not yet.
I outlined the shell over his heart, one that looked more like a black smudge in the poor lighting of the room.
What if Iwaswrong aboutRan’s road?
I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if my mistake cost him his life. Because that’s what would happen. If the curse wasn’t broken, he’d become a shade and become dead to the world. Become dead tomyworld. And living in a world without him was a thing I’d come to fear more than anything.
“You’re frowning again,” he whispered, lightly trailing his fingertips along my shoulder blades.
“It’s too dark for you to know that,” I said, keeping my voice light despite the storm brewing in my heart.
“Aye, but you fidget when your mind refuses you rest,” Kellan said. “And if you’re upset, I’m certain there’s a frown tugging at those sweet lips of yours.”
His observation of my behavior was touching. I often wondered if he truly cared for me as I did for him. He’d never said the words to me, but his actions spoke wonders without him having to.
“Is it Alek again?”
“Yes,” I said, only being a little dishonest. I was also worrying about my friend, so it wasn’t an outright lie. “Something happened when I visited him today. Dax came down to the brig and threatened Horace. He wanted to have next watch over Alek, and when Horace refused because it wasn’t a direct order from you, Dax became angry.”
Kellan’s hand on my upper back had stopped moving as he listened.
“I’m sure it was nothing,” he said after a short pause, and his hand returned to caressing my back. “With Horace gone, Dax had to take over command of the swabs. His frustration probably stemmed from that. Don’t worry your mind over it.” He kissed my forehead, and it felt like tiny hummingbirds were fluttering inside my chest. “Sleep.”
Snuggling closer to him, I listened to the rain and the soft beating of his heart, letting them lull me into a dreamless sleep.
