for the huge, solid rock behind her. If not for that monumental support, she would have crumbled into a sagging heap right on top of Kyne. By the Clouds, what he was doing to her! He was kissing her, nipping at her, sucking her most sensitive spot. Whether her riotous response to him was caused by the strange energy they were encountering here or whether it was simply her own body’s passionate reaction to Kyne’s eager ministration, she didn’t know and didn’t care. She simply wanted more of it.
Her fingers dug into his shoulders, pulling him closer, using his strength to keep herself upright as he suckled and lapped at her essence. The passion was stronger than ever and she was rasping loudly, moaning into the quiet night air.
“Take me, Kyne,” she offered between breaths. “Take all of me.”
“I’ll take everything I can get from you, Raea.”
She knew it was no idle threat. His hands stroked over her with power and possession. His wings folded around them, embracing her and holding in the heat they were both generating. His lips conveyed passion and urgency and a tenderness that made her want to scream for all the world to hear.
It wasn’t simply lust that she felt from him, though. His touch was demanding, yet gentle and sometimes even cautious. His hands lingered over her as if memorizing the feel of her every contour. Somehow, as he touched her body, a part of him seemed to be reaching to caress her very soul.
She reveled in the sensation. It was almost as if this was more to Kyne than simply feeding their passion, satisfying the burning desire that roiled inside of them both. Could it be that he felt something for her, something more than the physical? The mere thought of that shot through her like an electrical bolt.
Did Kyne honestly care for her? Could she be more than just a willing partner in this desperate joining they both craved so instinctively? She had no answer for her question. She couldn’t even let herself contemplate it further. What did she know of such things? All of this was beyond any of her experience and she refused to try to make sense of it.
She’d already spent too much of her life focused on what she already knew. All the senseless years she’d denied herself this… all the time wasted avoiding the searing pleasure she felt now, here in his care. It seemed horribly tragic. To walk away from this pleasure would be maddening. Never again would she pretend life could go on without Kyne, without this.
In consummation of her unspoken vow, her body gave in to the waves of glorious sensation. She clung to Kyne, arched her body for him, and cried out to the darkness. Release roared over her, rolling as a thundercloud and hot as a wildfire. She thrashed against the rock, letting the flood swamp her again and again as he devoured her, not giving her peace until the last remnant of her climax had faded into whimpers and panting.
“You are amazing,” he said, sounding every bit as breathless as she was.
“I am nothing without you. Please, Kyne. Let me find a way to give you release now.”
“I want you so badly, Raea,” he said.
She could practically feel the pain in his words. He
did
want her. He needed release, she could see that. Her heart ached for him even as much as his body must ache. How could she leave him this way? He’d brought her to ecstasy and she wanted—more than anything—to do the same for him. This was no longer merely about tending their desires. Her own pleasure meant nothing to her if he wasn’t sharing it with her. She had to find a way to give him the same contentment that he’d given her.
“Let me touch you,” she said, sliding down the rock until she was able to kneel before him.
Now she could reach out and she felt for his cock. It was not difficult to find—she could feel the warmth radiating from him, smell the sweet, musky scent that was his alone. She cradled his heated mass in her hands. The rough groan that escaped him was all
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