A Midsummer Night's Demon(33)
“Kyron!” Daelyn climaxed, thrusting wildly against him. The erotic sensation of his talented mouth against her neck added to her pleasure, taking her higher still. Her orgasm rolled through her body in endless waves of ecstasy. She rode each wave to its crest, her inner core pulsing.
“I cannot last another minute, Daelyn,” Ky murmured against her neck. His tongue lapped at the small wounds.
“So don’t. Come for me.” She could not deny him his pleasure. Goddess knew, he had seen to hers.
He answered her call by rutting his hips against her at a furious pace, and she reveled in the roughness of his caresses. He pushed deep, seated himself to the hilt with each thrust. He allowed the muscles of her core to milk his climax from him. He jerked and gave a ragged cry of joy, then Ky exploded. He emptied into her, pumping his seed as he threw back his head and let out a mighty roar.
His hips slowed to a stop while they struggled to breathe. This had been an amazing demonstration of their love and trust in one another, something she hoped he intended to repeat often. Her body pulsed with the after effects of their lovemaking.
Still buried within the warmth of her body, Ky braced his weight on his forearms and looked into Lyn’s eyes. A wide smile took her face.
“Why are you smiling?”
“What’s not to smile about?” She wrapped her arms around his back.
A smug grin graced his handsome face. Separating from her body, Ky turned them so his body pillowed hers once more.
Her hand cupped his face. “I love you, Ky.”
“For over four hundred years I have existed on this earth, waiting for my heartmate to say that. Not until I met you have I truly lived. I love you with all my being. My very soul.”
Lyn snuggled against his chest, feeling sated, and noticed for the first time that the rain beat a soft cadence on the roof. “I wish we never had to get off this couch.”
His hand came behind her back, and moved along her spine in a gentle caress. “Unfortunately, there is a promise I made to you regarding Litha. And I always keep my promises, Lyn.”
“So I guess that means we will need to get some rest.” Lyn wiggled against his body, settling in.
His shaft jumped in interest under her sex, and she pushed off his chest.
Lyn’s eyes widened in surprise. “Again?”
He smiled that sexy grin that had a way of sending desire coursing through her veins. “Again.”
Chapter Thirteen
“Ready to get up?” Kyron’s deep voice slid over her skin like a velvet caress.
“Not really.” Daelyn let out a wistful sigh. What she really wanted was to stay in bed with her hot sexy vampire, but that could wait. Lyn rolled over and stretched. Her body was deliciously sore in all the right places.
Ky had been a thoughtful lover, making sure she was thoroughly sated before they fell asleep just as the light of the sun painted the sky above with pink and gold hues.
“If we don’t get ready and leave soon, we’ll miss Litha.”
They’d already missed the Sun God celebration, and Lyn sent a silent prayer up to the God, to ask for his forgiveness and understanding that she missed the part of the celebration that took place when the sun peaked in the noon sky. She would make amends by giving extra offerings to the faeries.
Lyn watched Ky saunter across the room, and pull some clothes from his dresser. She loved the way his body moved, the play of his muscles and sinew under his skin. His bicep flexed under his tattoo, making the tribal pattern dance upon his skin.
“I can feel your eyes on me.” Ky looked over his shoulder. “And if you keep looking at me like that, I’m going to come back to bed and keep you there all night.” Sounded like a plan to her. “And you’ll miss this evening’s celebration.”
Okay, she needed to hear that. She couldn’t miss this evening’s festival too. One transgression could be forgiven, two not so much.
Lyn rolled out from under the warm sheets, and headed for the bathroom. “I call first dibs,” she said, closing the door behind her.
Several minutes later, with her bathing ritual completed, she glided down the hall into the kitchen to greet her mate, dressed in the white, Grecian-style gown Ky had retrieved from her apartment while she bathed. She sat across from him at the small kitchen table, remembering the first time they ate a meal together.
It seemed like forever, these past two months. So much had come to pass. She had been attacked by a vampire, found her mate only to discover he too was a vampire.