Page 109 of Shadows and Whispers

“Is that bad?”

Not bad, just scary. Unsettling because what happens when it’s no longer easy…

“No, but I wonder if it will feel this easy when we leave here.”

He feathered kisses from the curve of my chin down to my shoulder. “It can, if we allow it to be.”

“Then that’s what I want.”

His fingers tightened in my hair, pulling my head back until he could reach my lips. The kiss was soft, easy, sweet. He took his time exploring, tasting, allowing me to feel every swipe and dip of his tongue.

And I did.

All over and through my body.

While his mouth explored, one of his hands did too. It slipped from my hair and eased between us. His fingers dipped beneath the stretchy fabric that covered me, skimming my pussy softly before I felt him sink into me as deep as our position would allow. I rocked into his body while he fucked me with his fingers. Those dark eyes held me captive, taking in every shift of my expression, assessing and gauging.

He felt so good.

Always the right amount of everything.

The harder I pushed against his hand, the more his grin surfaced. Those fingers curled inside me, angled just right.

“Give me this first, Cress.”

“I am…”

But that wasn’t what he had in mind. I gasped when I felt pressure at my other entrance. My eyes locked with his again, narrowing as I tensed a little more.

“Relax, I got you.”

I nodded and he pushed a little hard, sending the tip in.

“Oh fuck.”

He chuckled darkly and kept going. The pressure of his fingers in both places—one lodged deep, the other pushing in and pulling out at a steady pace—had me feeling full. I didn’t stand a chance against the pleasure building in my core.

“This feels…oh…”

So damn good.

“Not yet, almost though…” He smiled sinfully, chasing the feeling he delivered internally along my skin by kissing my neck and shoulder. His mouth crashed against mine at the peak of my body’s descent. The sinfully gentle rhythm he maintained while I rocked against him was more than I could handle. My eyelids fluttered shut but I still felt the sun explode behind them. My orgasm launched with a traitorous spasm, raging through me like an unexpected summer storm. My pussy clenched around his fingers but he didn’t stop.

“Easy,” he murmured against my ear, before his tongue slowly dragged down the shell to my lobe which he sucked between his lips.

“Easy,” I huffed, slumping into him, with a satisfied smile. He continued stroking me softly, allowing his fingers to remain in me while they slowly dragged over my very sensitive walls.

“We’re never leaving here.”

He chuckled against my neck and I felt us moving. No doubt back to the bungalow so he could finish what he started.

* * *

Just like the flight after our wedding, I slept through most of the return home. This time, I knew the exact reason for my slumber.

Multiple orgasms prior to our journey home and one more on the private plane before I curled into my husband and allowed my sated body to settle into my new routine. Finding comfort in him.

As soon as our driver pulled up to the gate that blocked access to our new home, I felt the tension from our new reality returning. It was no longer just Elias and me. The rest of the world now existed which was evident after we stepped into the foyer and were greeted by Ezekiel.

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