His fingers squeezed her bead.
Her entire body seized, a cry lodging in her throat, and a blinding wave of heat surged through her. Stars winked across her eyes as every inch of her trembled, as her core quivered and Keras kept thrusting and teasing her. Her mind emptied, ears ringing, and she sank forwards, her cheek hitting the silk sheets, her body completely at his mercy as bliss swept through her.
The tight ache began to build again as he stroked her flesh, had her coming through the haze of one release and craving another, the satisfaction she had experienced dissipating as her body and mind realised she could have another release if he kept going.
“More,” she uttered, and it came out as a demand.
Keras grunted and gripped her harder, thrust deeper and faster, his hips pistoning as his breaths washed across her bare back. He squeezed and stroked her, growled as he took her, as she clenched him and reached for a second release.
It came upon her in another blinding flash as Keras shoved deep into her and spilled himself, his seed pulsing into her in waves that pushed her over the edge with him.
She sank deeper into the mattress as he held her hips, as he pressed his throbbing length into her and kept her on him.
A sigh escaped her as she drifted, sleep trying to roll up on her as she slowly relaxed, as warmth curled through her and melted her muscles and liquefied her bones.
Keras eased out of her and flopped onto his back beside her, his breath leaving him in a rush.
He tugged her to him and kissed her, a soft and slow one that was filled with love.
Enyo shuffled so her breasts pressed against his bare chest and kissed him, savouring each one, aware that at any moment they might be called into action, might have to fight for their lives.
Keras gathered her closer.
Warmth turned to the first flicker of heat in her veins.
She was sure they should be meeting with the others, that they should be planning everything and discussing strategies.
But she couldn’t bring herself to leave this bubble just yet, craved a little more time alone with Keras.
He rolled her beneath him and pressed his hips to her thigh, his semi-erect cock telling her that he wasn’t ready to face the others yet either.
They would have a strategy meeting.
After their next climax.
Chapter 25
Enyo didn’t miss the way Keras’s fingers stroked the band she had woven for him, one that circled his wrist still, as he talked tactics with his family in the middle of his library. His brothers had all removed their limiters, something they were able to do now they were back in the Underworld where their powers wouldn’t negatively affect anything, but Keras had chosen to keep his on, and she understood why.
He was afraid of what would happen if he felt the full strength of his power.
He feared it would be too much for him to handle.
She inched closer to him as he studied a map of the realms of the Underworld that had been spread across the large table in the centre of the room, a need to reassure him filling her. He was stronger now, his dependence on the pills slowly waning. Over the last few days, she hadn’t seen him struggling once, not as he had before. Back in the mortal world, he had still experienced bad episodes that had left him shaking and weak. Since entering the Underworld again, he had been growing stronger, even looked more like his old self.
When she lifted her hand and touched the bracelet, he paused halfway through saying something and looked at her.
Smiled.
There was gratitude in that smile.
Together with love.
He slipped his hand into hers and held it.
“That’s still weird,” Valen muttered as his golden eyes fixed on their joined hands. He slid a look at his brother Ares. “You don’t think that’s weird?”
“What?” Ares blinked himself back to the room, his hands pausing on Megan’s stomach where she stood in front of him with her back to his chest. Ares had been stroking it for the last ten minutes, falling into a sort of trance as he had stared at her baby bump.
Valen huffed. “No one listens to me anymore.”
Daimon boxed him on his arm. “Come on, grumpy pants. We were listening… you just weren’t saying anything interesting.”
Valen glared at Daimon as amusement filled his pale blue eyes.
Keras sighed.
As usual, it was enough to stop his brothers from bickering.
She had studied that power of his over the last few days they had all been together in his home, trying to learn whether it worked every time, or whether there were specific circumstances in which a sigh from him would have his brothers falling back in line.
So far, she was leaning towards the power of his sigh being infallible.
Calistos paced back into view, stepping out from behind Marek, Caterina, Eva and Cassandra where they formed a group between Daimon and Ares.
Keras’s youngest brother hadn’t stopped moving since coming around yesterday, was eager to get out there and had made several suggestions for Keras’s plan, mostly focused on drawing the enemy out.
“Relax, kid.” Valen reached for him.
A mistake.
Cal turned on him and he went flying, shot past Enyo as she swayed right, towards Keras, to avoid being struck by him and grunted as he hit the pale green wall of the library.
Eva hit Cal with a barrage of insults in Italian and hurried to Valen, who tried to brush her off and then reluctantly accepted her help when she started swearing at him instead. Eva pulled him back onto his feet and checked him over.
“Calistos,” Keras said.
It was enough to have Cal backing down, the storm that had been building in his eyes abating.
He ran a shaky hand over his blond ponytail. “I need her back. I need to do something. I’m losing my fucking mind. I need her back, Keras.”
Keras released her hand and went to his brother, gripped his shoulder and nodded as he looked down into Cal’s eyes. “I know. We know. Father will tell us as soon as he knows where the gate has moved to and we can go there. We will get her back.”
Cal nodded, and then looked at Cassandra. “You sure you can’t feel her?”
Cassandra’s blue eyes shone with concern, and Enyo had the feeling it wasn’t only for her ward, Marinda. The sorceress was worried about Calistos too, clearly felt bad that she couldn’t do anything to ease his pain and help him find his love.
“I tried,” Cass said, her voice whisper soft.
It wasn’t enough for Cal.
He took a hard step towards her. “Try again.”
And then another.
Wind whipped around him as his face darkened, and Marek and Esher lunged for the map as it fluttered, placing their hands on it to stop it from flying away.
“Try again. Try harder!” Cal barked and Cass raised her hands in front of herself.
The blast of wind that Cal had aimed at her deflected off a barrier that shimmered before her, splitting into two. It struck the wall to his left near the fireplace, causing books to explode from the shelves.
And the other half came at Enyo.
Keras stepped in front of her and took the hit, gave a muffled grunt as the blast knocked him back into Enyo despite him bracing himself.
He growled at Cal. “Watch your temper.”
His youngest brother instantly backed off, the darkness lifting from his face as his wide eyes shot to Keras. He looked as if he wanted to apologise and then his face crumpled and he pivoted on his heel and started pacing again.