Becoming Calder (A Sign of Love Novel)(109)

Eden closed her eyes and lowered herself on me, the wet warmth of her squeezing me so tightly, I thought I could easily pass out from the pleasure. "Mmm," she murmured, and started moving slowly, her eyes still closed and her head tilted back.
"But he found her, anyway, and he captured her."
I tried to remember what we'd been talking about, who "he" was, but my thoughts were all blurry, my brain cells not firing properly.
Eden's nipples tightened and she moaned, and the sight of her, along with the feel of her wet friction, was almost torturous. I gripped her hips, but resisted guiding her. I wanted to see what she was going to do. I wanted to see her move in the way that pleasured her the most.
She came up and down on me a little faster and each time she came down, she let out a little gasp of pleasure. She reached her own hands up and touched her nipples and I had to close my eyes for a second not to climax right then and there. "Eden," I groaned, "I can't . . . you're—"
"What feels good to you?" she asked on a breath, her eyes fluttering closed, and her full lips parting. She was exquisite.
"It all feels good to me, Eden. At this point, anything you do feels good. Move the way you like."
"Just a second . . . oh, you feel good, too," she breathed. "Lady Elinor was right. This is very good." My vision blurred even further and I felt my own climax swirling through my abdomen. I held it back, gritting my teeth. Then, thank the gods, Eden started moving faster and crying out my name. She fell forward on top of me, gasping one final time as she moaned and pressed into me.
I flipped her over in one swift movement so she was on her back and I thrust into her hard and deep, my toes curling as the bliss spiked through my body. My own pleasure hit me, hard and intense, stars bursting before my eyes as I jerked and swelled inside her and pulled out just in time for my seed to spill on her stomach. I groaned into her neck, rolling my hips lazily, milking the last little bit of my climax. I couldn't wait for the day it would be safe to come inside of her. But for now, I couldn't risk that.
We lay there together, my head right under Eden's chin, turned to the side. "But valiant Lord Darkhaven rode his trusted steed over mountains and through valleys, through the blackest of nights to rescue Lady Flowervale. And even though there was a twist, and they found out that Lord Darkhaven wasn't actually a lord at all, but a penniless pauper without a title or a castle, or even a shilling to his name," Eden ran a hand through my hair as my head cleared and my breathing slowed, "Lady Elinor chose him anyway because he was her one true love."
I lifted my head and looked up at her, my eyes widened as tears came to her eyes, one escaping down her cheek. "‘Lawrence,’" she whispered, bringing her other hand to her chest, "‘whether a lord or a pauper, a prince or a guttersnipe, I worship you and no other. Until there is no breath in my body and my bones have turned to dust, you, my love, you and no other.’"
She let out a breath and beamed at me as more tears flowed down her cheeks. I was utterly at a loss of what to say to the beautiful girl under me who I loved fiercely and yet was completely confused by. Maybe there was a good reason Hector had banned fictional books so long ago.
"I know it's just a story," Eden said, swiping at her cheeks, "but it made me believe that things can turn out okay in the end. Even when everything looks to be a mess—and you're not sure how or why or where to turn—that with love, everything will be okay, that we'll be okay. It gave me hope."
I let out a breath and smiled at her. "Morning Glory," I murmured. "Where do you find your strength?"
"From you," she whispered, running one finger over my lips.
We rolled to the side, so that we were facing each other on the bed, and I ran my hand down her long hair, working out the tangles we'd created.
"Tell me about today," she said softly.
I let out a breath. "No luck today. There doesn't seem to be any record of our births. Kristi thought there might be since we were registered in school, but evidently, after our birth at Acadia, no birth certificates were obtained. We're not sure how it all works—we're trying to figure it out. But until we do we're not gonna be able to work anywhere that requires identification, so no restaurants or stores. Xander and I have some ideas though, so I don't want you to worry, all right?"
Eden smiled a gentle smile. "I'm not worried. I know things are going to be okay."
I winked at her. "Right, Lord Dark . . ."
"Haven," she continued. "Yes, Lord Darkhaven." She grinned. "I pictured him to look just like you, only his hair curled up over his collar, in a rakish fashion."