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shouldn’t be happening, and I shouldn’t do this, but …” Humming filled the room as he reached for me, voices speaking a language I didn’t understand. A harmony resonated through my soul. “So much trouble.” He pulled me back to the bed. “But the pull—the need—feel high …” He breathed me in, shook his head. “Can’t fight it.”
The room filled with light when he kissed me and pressed his bare chest against my breasts. Our hearts still beat in perfect unison. Heat traveled over my skin and sank deeper, took the tremors from the house and the resonance from the voices and poured them into my body.
I cried out when Liam tore my lace panties off and looked down at me like a king before a feast. We fell back on the bed, breathing hard and fast. His hands slid along my legs, over my hips, up my waist. Everywhere he touched tingled, and the little hairs on my body rose to meet him.
When his mouth found my breast, I writhed beneath him, moaning. He took turns playing his tongue over each nipple, biting playfully and sucking before returning to my mouth, searching deep. My hands explored the landscape of his back, bringing excited sounds from him. Delicious, throbbing fire raged through my flesh.
“Please,” I whispered, giving in to the need and the giddy intoxication in my head. “Please, please, please.”
“Yes. She wants us to. She’s given her blessing.”
Blessing? Why do we need someone’s blessing? My body froze, but his languid touches removed the thought from my mind.
I wanted to drink in the tight lines of his body and the wilderness in his eyes, to rub myself all over him, and to explore every inch of his tender lips. Something close to desperation gripped me as if I’d burst if he didn’t shut up and give me what I wanted.
He scrambled off the bed, shimmied out of his shorts, picked me up at the waist and shoved me farther up on the pillows. He hooked his hands under my knees and lowered himself down on me again. His fingers found me first, playing just out of reach. He kissed me while I squirmed and moved against him, slick and swollen against his touch. When he had mercy on me and slid over the right spot, I cried out, my back bowing.
“No teasing,” I said. The air pulsed and pressed against us, drawing us closer together, urging us to finish. The wind, the hissing of the trees, and the voices penetrated my body as if I’d come apart, burst into nothing but glowing energy—a sun gone nova.
Liam ate my scream with a kiss as he pushed his way into me. A sensory overload of pleasure settled upon me.
“So eager.” He guided our rhythm. I moved with him in perfect synch with his body.
The intensity in his eyes made me close mine, but he shouted, “No! Don’t look away. Don’t hide from me. Not now.”
I opened them again and fell into his dark brown seas while he coaxed pleasure into every part of me. Within seconds, the pressure in my abdomen built to something that would soon burst free of my skin.
All sounds came in crisp and clear. The beating of Liam’s heart. The sound of his labored breathing. The energy flowing through our bodies with the crackling of static electricity. The room brightened. Lines of brilliant indigo light rose up along our skin in a network of veins. I had only a moment of fear before I went over the edge. I screamed my release as the world disappeared in golden streamers of light, and wave after wave of unimaginable pleasure smashed into me.
Something opened between us. Sweet freedom. My spirit burst out of me and permeated Liam, stretched into him like an animal that had been kept in too small a cage and had found somewhere to run.
A moment later, Liam’s rhythm faltered, and he collapsed down on me, crying out with his lips pressed against my shoulder. Light exploded into the room with the intensity of a thousand suns as he spilled himself inside me, both seed and spirit.
I covered my eyes and fell.
8
“Where am I?” I blinked
The room filled with light when he kissed me and pressed his bare chest against my breasts. Our hearts still beat in perfect unison. Heat traveled over my skin and sank deeper, took the tremors from the house and the resonance from the voices and poured them into my body.
I cried out when Liam tore my lace panties off and looked down at me like a king before a feast. We fell back on the bed, breathing hard and fast. His hands slid along my legs, over my hips, up my waist. Everywhere he touched tingled, and the little hairs on my body rose to meet him.
When his mouth found my breast, I writhed beneath him, moaning. He took turns playing his tongue over each nipple, biting playfully and sucking before returning to my mouth, searching deep. My hands explored the landscape of his back, bringing excited sounds from him. Delicious, throbbing fire raged through my flesh.
“Please,” I whispered, giving in to the need and the giddy intoxication in my head. “Please, please, please.”
“Yes. She wants us to. She’s given her blessing.”
Blessing? Why do we need someone’s blessing? My body froze, but his languid touches removed the thought from my mind.
I wanted to drink in the tight lines of his body and the wilderness in his eyes, to rub myself all over him, and to explore every inch of his tender lips. Something close to desperation gripped me as if I’d burst if he didn’t shut up and give me what I wanted.
He scrambled off the bed, shimmied out of his shorts, picked me up at the waist and shoved me farther up on the pillows. He hooked his hands under my knees and lowered himself down on me again. His fingers found me first, playing just out of reach. He kissed me while I squirmed and moved against him, slick and swollen against his touch. When he had mercy on me and slid over the right spot, I cried out, my back bowing.
“No teasing,” I said. The air pulsed and pressed against us, drawing us closer together, urging us to finish. The wind, the hissing of the trees, and the voices penetrated my body as if I’d come apart, burst into nothing but glowing energy—a sun gone nova.
Liam ate my scream with a kiss as he pushed his way into me. A sensory overload of pleasure settled upon me.
“So eager.” He guided our rhythm. I moved with him in perfect synch with his body.
The intensity in his eyes made me close mine, but he shouted, “No! Don’t look away. Don’t hide from me. Not now.”
I opened them again and fell into his dark brown seas while he coaxed pleasure into every part of me. Within seconds, the pressure in my abdomen built to something that would soon burst free of my skin.
All sounds came in crisp and clear. The beating of Liam’s heart. The sound of his labored breathing. The energy flowing through our bodies with the crackling of static electricity. The room brightened. Lines of brilliant indigo light rose up along our skin in a network of veins. I had only a moment of fear before I went over the edge. I screamed my release as the world disappeared in golden streamers of light, and wave after wave of unimaginable pleasure smashed into me.
Something opened between us. Sweet freedom. My spirit burst out of me and permeated Liam, stretched into him like an animal that had been kept in too small a cage and had found somewhere to run.
A moment later, Liam’s rhythm faltered, and he collapsed down on me, crying out with his lips pressed against my shoulder. Light exploded into the room with the intensity of a thousand suns as he spilled himself inside me, both seed and spirit.
I covered my eyes and fell.
8
“Where am I?” I blinked
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