“This is for me?” She looked into his eyes, such desire flaring in her own.
“If you wish it.” He cradled her head in his hands, his cock hardening impossibly further.
“Oh, I wish it.” She rimmed his head with her mouth, took him deep and caressed his balls and his shaft. She bobbed up and down on him, finding a rhythm that would send him mad in no time at all.
Heat shimmered at the base of his spine and radiated out to curl his toes. “Arabel, my sweet, you must have watched that couple in the woods with dedicated attention.”
“Aye, and glad I am that I did. You are delicious and I desire more. This is a treat I wouldnae have wished to miss out on.” She sucked harder and he pushed himself deeper inside her mouth. He got lost as a sexual haze consumed him, as red flared behind his eyes. No, he needed to maintain his control. He wouldn’t allow himself to come until he’d seen to her pleasure again. She deserved all he could possibly give her, every single part of him.
Gripping her waist, he lifted her up onto her hands and knees, scooted down under her on his back and planted his head between her thighs. Her inner flesh lay plump and pink, an enticement he couldn’t resist. He licked her, again and again, then captured her clit gently between his lips and rolled his tongue around her. She half-moaned, half-sighed then shuddered, her legs trembling and barely holding her up.
He gave her no relief. Blood pounding, he lavished attention on her, until she rocked her hips and cried out, “Mercy. I feel too much, too hot.”
“Your fire?” He sensed no heat coming from her, her skin the same warmth as his and the spray falling on them not heating or hissing at contact. He tweaked her hard nipples and she gasped.
“No fire,” she panted. “I need you inside me.”
“I’m coming, love.” He wriggled out, crawled over top of her hand-and-knees position and crowded her from behind, the heat of her back against his chest sublime. His bear growled for dominance, that he mark his woman again. He opened her folds and stroked her wet slit. In her ear, he whispered, “Do you want me?”
“I want my mate. I want all of you.”
“I want you too.” He clasped her hips, pushed his cock between her legs and before she could draw her next breath, he plunged deep inside her heavenly warmth.
“Finlay.” She cried out his name, pushed her bottom back into his groin and met each and every one of his thrusts. She urged him on, her breathing and his loud in his ears, her inner muscles locking tight around him as he rocked into her, his balls slapping the insides of her thighs. “Please, bite—”
He sank his teeth into her neck and she gasped and squeezed him harder.
“More, again,” she demanded.
He moved to the other side of her neck, swept her hair away and laying his claim so completely, bit her again.
“Oh, your bite is sheer heaven. ’Tis an aphrodisiac, just as you said.” Her pleasure radiated down their link as she pulsed around him, wrapped him in her body’s blaze of heat and sent him soaring right along with her.
Completely spent, they collapsed onto their clothing, his body blanketing her back.
“When did I say that?” he murmured when his thoughts came back under control. “About our bite being an aphrodisiac?”
“Mmm.” Her word a breathy whisper from her lips before she whispered in his mind, “I love you, Finlay, so much my heart can barely contain all that I feel for you. You hold my very soul in your hands, and always will.”
Her declaration humbled him and he opened his heart and tucked her words deep inside. She wasn’t just his mate, not now. She was his only reason for living, the one person he could never survive without, his entire heart and soul. “There is none,” he said along their link as he kissed her cheek, “who I will ever love as greatly as I love you. My wife, my lover, and the other half of my soul.”
“You’re also heavy.” She smiled as she glanced over her shoulder at him. “So beautifully heavy.”
He rolled onto his side and tucked her safely within his arms.
Her eyelids fluttered down and he relaxed and allowed his own exhaustion to take him under. It was as if he’d known her his entire life, as if he’d been waiting for her to return to him. She was his match in every way, all he could have ever desired in a mate. His. Always his.
Chapter 9
The hoot of an owl and the sloshing of waves drifted into the cavern from outside and Arabel stirred from her sleep. She opened her eyes and stretched under the cool mist while overhead a trickle of moonlight slithered through the vent and played over the pool’s glassy, darkened surface.