Page 50 of King Elijah (The Zemiran Chronicles 2)

Aiden trailed slow kisses down her chest and taut stomach, nipping at the tender skin on the inside of each thigh as he curled his fingers into the fleshy skin at her hips to keep her still. He briefly looked at Tegan to wink at her before lowering his head. He flicked his tongue out, licking from her slick opening to the top of her most sensitive spot. And when she twitched and bucked, he followed the path down. When she cried out, he sucked the nub into his mouth and milked her with every pull. Tegan tightened her thighs, and he stopped, waiting for her to loosen her hold before he resumed. She wound her fingers into his long hair and held him, but he could move, suck, lick, and slide a finger inside her wet heat.

The cabin was suddenly filled with the sounds of her pleasure echoing through the room. Her fingers scrambled for anything she could hold onto, one hand finding a cushion and the other sinking into the flesh of Aiden’s back.

He moved his tongue in and out of her luxuriously, not working with any real purpose but relishing the feeling of her scratching him and gripping his hair. Her body was strung tight, muscles twitching, her legs trembling where they rested now on his shoulders. She screamed, just once, as her body found release and her hips bucked. That time, he let her move and followed the rhythm she set. Her slickness dripped down his face as he worked her through the waves.

Aiden moved higher up her body, replacing his tongue with two of his fingers and letting his own pleasure curl as he moved them in and out of her wet heat. His arousal wasn’t going to wait much longer. His cock was hard, leaking against his stomach.

He needed her. Now.

Tegan whimpered, trembling, wrung-out but still pulling him in, desperate for more. She dug her fingers into his skin and moaned his name. For the space of one second, he thought it might be the sweetest sound he had ever heard, but then his need overwhelmed him, and he groaned at the sight of her like it was the first time he’d seen her.

“Aiden. I need you inside me right now!” she begged. “Please.”

Aiden was nothing if not obliging. He pulled his fingers out and wrapped them around his cock, stroking softly, preparing himself so he could have a second before he plunged inside her.

Lining himself up with her entrance, he thrust inside, sharp, deep, enough to make her pitch and cry out. Whatever he’d done to deserve the exquisite agony, he would do a thousand times over for just the promise of another moment like that one.

Tegan bit her lower lip, humming her pleasure as he thrust deep into her. He had her legs spread, strong hands pushing her knees apart. Aiden’s thumbs stroked the inside of her thighs, high enough that she trembled with every touch against her warmth. She was open to him, and never had he seen anything better. His blood rushed at a brutal pace, heart hammering with need.

Her body rocked each time he drove himself into her center, punching out gasps that made her breasts bounce. Aiden growled as he picked up the pace because he needed more. So much more. Tegan was as intoxicating as any drink he’d ever consumed. And she wound her hand in his hair, tugging. His cock was tighter and more swollen inside her.

Aiden moved relentlessly. Her inner walls were pulling at him as if desperate to drag him deeper. Every gyration and grind of her hips sent pulses of pleasure through his body. His hips began to stutter as desperation made his coordination fail, the flush of orgasm gripping his body. He was lost to every sensation, tethered only by their connection to the world.

Tegan’s body quivered as her thighs clutched him tight. He felt the crest of her pleasure take over as she threw her head back and gasped. Aiden was a primal, feral thing on the edge himself, thrusting into her to capture his release. The column of her neck was long in front of him, soft and inviting, and he didn’t think before he leaned in and bit down. His teeth sank into the tender flesh. The salty tang of blood erupted in his mouth right as he started to pulse hot inside her.

“Aiden!” she cried, but she didn’t pull back from the pain he knew he had inflicted upon her. Their waves of ecstasy slowed into a tender beat, and he pulled his cock out and groaned as he lay on the sofa beside her. His breath came in heavy puffs, and he turned to watch her doing the same.

Tegan smiled as she moved toward him, one arm sliding over his chest. He held her closer and dropped kisses on her damp forehead as her eyes grew tired.

Aiden clenched his jaw, knowing he’d have to leave her in the morning. He cared deeply for this human stranger for somereason, as if he had known her longer than just the one day and night.

Fear and worry grated his nerves. There would be no tomorrow for them. That was all they had, yet he worried. Not just for his own safety but for the woman in his arms.

He sighed and closed his eyes, savoring his last moments with her, wishing it could be more but knowing it couldn’t.

One night he’d never forget, with the beautiful stranger from the tavern.

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