Unable to hold off another moment, he cupped her full breasts, one in each hand, and ran his thumbs over her turgid peaks. She gasped and ended the kiss. Her moan, low and throaty as she leaned her head back, made him want to sink into her in that very instant.
Somehow, he managed to stay in control. But it was fast slipping away. He’d never felt such longing, such craving before. He wanted to experience pleasure with her because he knew it would be something spectacular and special.
He drank in her exquisiteness. From her pale skin that felt as soft as silk to the way the moon shone upon her like a spotlight. The silver in her hair glowed in the moonlight like a platinum flame.
She was ice to his fire. Like yin to yang. They shouldn’t complement each other, but they did. And he felt it all the way to his soul.
He rolled her nipples between his fingers, his breathing coming faster as her nails sank deeper into his arms. Her mouth was parted, the pulse at her throat rapid and erratic. He ground his aching rod against her and heard her answering moan.
As much as he loved her breasts, he wanted more. He bent his legs and moved his hands below her shapely behind before he lifted her. Her legs came around him at the same time her eyelids rose, and she looked at him. Her eyes had darkened to a deep crimson, the desire so flagrant that her gaze burned with it. It made his heart race knowing that she wanted him as much as he wanted her.
No matter who they were, no matter what sides of the war they were on, passion didn’t know or care. They were proof of that.
“Cain,” she whispered as her hands caressed his shoulders.
He knelt on one knee and gently laid her on the ground. Right before her back touched the grass, a blanket appeared beneath her. She smiled up at him, letting him know that she had done it.
After shifting to his side while propping himself up on an elbow, his eyes drifted down her amazing body. There was a small patch of black curls on her pubis, but to his delight, her sex was devoid of any hair.
She spread her legs, letting her knees fall open so he could get a good look at her. His cock jumped at the sight before him. But Cain wasn’t quite ready.
He ran a hand down her side to her hip and then lower to her thigh, moving all the way down to her calf. She had long, lean legs that he couldn’t wait to have wrapped around him as he plunged deep inside her.
His fingers glided slowly up her inner thigh. When he neared her sex, he paused and looked at her face. She was staring at him expectantly. When he didn’t move, she lifted her hips, causing her body to touch his hand.
He groaned when he felt her wetness. His hand moved to her sex, cupping it lightly before his fingers found her swollen clit. The moment he began teasing the tiny bud, her body stiffened, and her fingers fisted the blanket.
Knowing she was already on the verge of an orgasm made him smile. He held her on the brink, keeping her teetering on the edge. Her low moans turned to cries of pleasure. She was beautiful. So much so that he could watch her for eternity.
Cain bent and drew a nipple into his mouth. As he suckled, he slid a finger inside her. Her back arched, and she groaned in response. Her wet heat called to him, but he managed to hold himself in check for a little longer.
With his finger still moving inside her, he positioned himself between her legs and put his mouth on her. His tongue swirled around her clit, alternating suckling and swirling the bud.
He knew the moment her climax claimed her. Her body went taut, her mouth open on a silent scream. He watched the ecstasy overtake her as he continued teasing her body, giving her more and more pleasure until she went limp.
* * *
Noreen thought she knew what pleasure was. The truth was that she’d had no idea until she was in Cain’s arms. He pushed her past boundaries she hadn’t known she had, crushing them as he urged her to give more of herself.
And she did it without hesitation.
Her body still pulsed with utter bliss. It felt so good, she wanted another orgasm. But not before she got her fill of his body.
He rose up, smiling at her. When he crawled over her, Noreen pushed him onto his back and straddled him. But she didn’t take him into her body. Not yet. First, she wanted to run her hands over that fine form of his.
She flattened her hands on his chest and smoothed them over the wide expanse, feeling the bulge of sinew as she did. The way his gaze watched her with such craving made her grind herself against his cock. It would take nothing to move him inside her, and she wanted that desperately.
But since he had teased her, she was going to do the same to him.
Noreen leaned forward and gave him a long, slow kiss. Then she placed small licks along his neck, over his chest, and down his abdomen. She shimmied lower until she kneeled between his legs. Her gaze lifted to his as she wrapped her fingers around his arousal. His nostrils flared, and his hands clenched into fists, but, otherwise, he didn’t move.
She held his gaze as she bent toward his cock and slowly let her lips wrap around the head of him. He hissed in a breath, his hips rising slightly as she took him deeper.
Her hand moved up and down his length as he filled her mouth. He called her name in a low whisper full of such desire that it made her stomach flutter.
She intended to make him climax, but her body had other demands. Noreen released him and moved to straddle him again. He grabbed her around the waist and flipped her onto her back. In one move, he was inside her.
The feel of him was so intense that she gasped. He filled her, stretching her as he thrust deep. Then he held still as if to give them both a moment to relish the feeling of being together.
Then he began to move. He set a steady rhythm that she matched. She looked down to see him sliding in and out of her. It was so erotic that it nearly made her climax right then. She glanced up at him to find him staring at her. Her gaze became trapped, just as her body was.
She knew in that instant that she would be Cain’s for as long as he wanted her. Without knowing how or why, she recognized the feel of him. His hands, his mouth, his tongue. His cock.
And even his soul.
If she believed in destiny, she would think they had been meant for each other. But she didn’t believe.
Did she?
She forgot all about that as his pace increased, sending her spiraling into pleasure. Desire tightened low in her belly as he brought her closer to release. She both wanted it and wanted to hold off to enjoy the moment longer.
Before she could tell him, he thrust harder, deeper, and she was flung once more into the bliss of orgasm. She grabbed hold of him, wanting him to feel what she experienced.
She heard her name as if from a great distance. As her body drummed with the aftershocks of the intense climax, she realized that he was nearing his own. Noreen forced her eyes open and saw his neck muscles strain as he thrust faster until his seed poured into her womb.
When his chin dropped to his chest, she pulled him down atop her and held him, wrapping her legs around him the same as her arms. They remained like that for several minutes.
She couldn’t believe what she had felt. Nothing before had ever come close to such … ecstasy. Sex had always felt good, but nothing like this. This had been mind-blowing, heart-stopping.
Eye-opening.
It had been utterly sublime.
“Wow,” she murmured as she caressed her fingers over his back.
“Aye,” he whispered. “It certainly was that.”
She wanted to stay just as they were, their bodies locked together. They could remain in this place they’d discovered on the Fae Realm, and no one would ever find them. It would be just the two of them. It would be the closest thing to Heaven they could get.