His wolf huffed quietly…but then, I felt him go utterly still over me, his head quickly tipping back, our lips parting.
My eyes shot open. “What?” I blinked, altering my gaze from his, and stared at my hands on his face, which were radiating dimly, a nice, sweet ethereal glow. I glanced down. My entire body was glowing quietly in a very soft light, barely recognizable, just a content silvery white luster.
Cain’s kiss-swollen, red lips trembled the barest bit. “Already, honey?”
Slowly, I blinked up to him. “You’re good, Cain, but give me a break.”
His head cocked, black brows scrunching, staring down into my gaze, inhaling heavily. “Am I hurting you?”
I shook my head slightly, my brows puckering. “No.” He felt damn perfect inside me.
Brows gradually unfurrowing, he inhaled heavily again, glowing navy blue disappeared slowly, only to reappear staring at me through thick black lashes, and he hummed quietly, the sound deep and soft, tipping his head back down to mine, placing his lips gently against mine, murmuring, “I’ll take it as praise.” His lips were coaxing against mine as I thought this through, tugging at my bottom lip softly for action when I stayed motionless, and he grinned slowly, tilting his hips back, and pressing forward slowly, and I instantly gasped, eyes opening wide, and he whispered, “After all, I really am that good.”
Huffing a chuckle, I smiled softly. “God, you are such a cocky bastard sometimes.” And then, groaned heavily when he drove into me again.
His own grin was breathless. “Absolutely.” His eyes closed slowly as he pulled his hips back, thrusting into me again leisurely, his eyes slitting open, watching me. Our skin measuredly meeting as he started a careful, steady retreat and thrust, he murmured on a pant, “Kind of like this contradictory spirit Elemental I know,” his nose brushed mine softly, “who wants to be valued for her selfless acts, but hates to be praised for them.”
Chest heaving, I still managed to scowl at him, my body trembling under his, not sure how I felt about him understanding that part of me. “Whereas this wolf Shifter I know, just enjoys the praise of his ruthless and brutal and cunning acts, and wears them with arrogant flavor when needed.”
A black brow quirked even as he dipped his head, kissing me slowly. “I am a man. And a heartless, vicious one at that.” He nipped my lip gently; a direct contradiction to his words, just as his cock driving into me softly was, satisfying me beautifully. “I freely admit to enjoying the hunt and kill of the corrupt just as much as my wolf does.” I groaned as I lifted my hips against his as much as his grip would allow, and he growled, “And I’ll sure as hell let anyone know just how ruthless I am when needed.”
“But they don’t see you coming,” I mumbled against his caressing lips.
“Never,” a slow lick across my bottom lip, “as I’m sure they never see you coming.” His gaze met mine as he rotated his hips, making me bow against him, a deep groan. “Just like I didn’t.”
Running my hands over his back, I gripped his working muscles, whispering, “Then we’re even on that score, since you blindsided me.”
“I’ll take that.” His gaze held mine, his lips lifting softly with his less than hidden cocky nature, then his gaze dipped to my lips. “And this. I’ll take this.” His lips were back on mine, caressing with barely controlled hunger, keeping his caresses gentle, his body trembling the barest bit over me, murmuring against my lips, “This, I like very much.”
I groaned, wrapping my legs around his waist, tilting my pelvis up for deeper penetration, his hips moving slow and steady, unhurriedly turning that raging fire into an inferno as I kissed him back with all the simmering hunger…and possibly…feelings…I was beginning to have for this complicated man. He moaned softly, tilting his head, his tongue diving against mine, rubbing in slow, unhurried movements, meeting each of my casually altering demands, and then owning my mouth with fierce caresses of tongue, teeth, and lips that left me a breathless, shaking mess under him. I blinked sluggishly, arms around his neck now, and stared up into his eyes as he tilted his head back, our panting breaths fanning each other’s cheeks…and just watched him.
I held his steady, glowing gaze as he continued to…make love to my body, because that was what this had become. I had never experienced a tender, gentle joining before, but I knew it innately as we held each other’s gaze, our bodies continuing to connect ever so slowly, trembling against one other. I watched as his jaw tightened just about the same time mine did, realization dawning, but neither of us backed down from the slow grind of our lightly perspiring bodies, the way we each tilted our hips against each other’s, and that ever present bit of hate simmering in our gazes, even though I also knew deep within me, I couldn’t walk away right now, even if a gun was pressed to my head, safety off, and trigger being held firmly.
He, this man I loathed for using me, using our intimacies as a damn weapon, had somehow managed to worm his way inexplicably into my very being…and possibly, a bit of my heart. I was right where I wanted to be. My choice to be in his arms. All other negatives aside, the worst was he was a man I Lawfully shouldn’t even be with, especially holding the positions we did in this life, this present time, a charge which could wreck my very sanity if we were prosecuted. And yet…I didn’t want to be anywhere else at that current moment.
Breathing shakily, I whispered words I had once before, but in the past when I had thought him someone else, but now I knew differently…and didn’t care, “I’m right where I want to be.” My gaze darted between his, a bit nervous between the pleasures being so forthright. “With you.” And all that implied—the good, and the bad, I left unsaid, but it was heard, nonetheless.
He inhaled heavily, pressing his hips flush with mine, and jaw still clenched, he whispered, “As am I.” His breath shuddered past my lips as he dipped, kissing me softly, murmuring against my mouth, “God help me, but I am, too.” Another kiss against my trembling lips. “With you.” Off all the fucking people, with you, he left unsaid, but it was heard, as mine had been.
And still, I glowed a bit brighter as I kissed him back, pressing my trembling lips against his more firmly, holding him tightly to me, losing myself in the pleasure, softness, and even hatred, of our joining. His grip turning heavy on me, he ate my moans of pleasure while I adored his, taking them yearningly into my mouth. Our hips continuing to meet in a slow press of heat, both of our power beginning to build in slow increments around us as he continued to fill me whole while my slick channel gripped him tight, a kiss of the stars with the soft stroking fur of the wild animal floating around us, even our scents mingling, mine never really all that noticeable to me, just a subtle scent that was there when aroused, but I smelled the heady scent of burning stars mixing with the spiced evergreen of a forest before a rainfall now, both potent in yearning, dizzying in need…possibly the utter trust that had been mentioned before, or the fact I was letting my walls down with this man, letting him in the barest bit.
Groaning against my lips, his wolf growled quietly, vibrating against my chest, panting, he inhaled deeply, his grip instantly tightening on me, speaking against my lips. “You’re close, honey?”
I mumbled absently, “Getting there.” I tilted my hips differently, and he instantly altered his thrusts, pressing against my clit, and then tilting his hips to hit my spot inside. “Ugh, God…I will come soon, if you keep doing that.”