King's Throne(66)

But first, he would see to his mate. Mitch ended the kiss but kept her in his arms. He had to clean up before he took her to bed. He lifted her into his arms and strode through the sitting room, into the bedroom and straight into the attached bath. The tub was a work of art made by the Lady Herself, poured of molten basaltic lava and solidified centuries ago. The stone and ice walls of the stronghold rose upward around it.
The giant tub was the central focus of the room, but there was a smaller basin at about waist height with a polished mirror hanging over it a few feet away and a discrete toilet seat hidden in a little alcove beyond that. All the luxuries of modern living, fed by water melted from the glacier and heated in the earth by the magma running far beneath their feet. A perfect blend of magic and practicality.
Mitch put Gina on her feet and flipped open the taps on the bathtub and let it fill, carefully monitoring the temperature. He didn’t want it too hot for Gina. He needed to bathe, but he didn’t want to let her go too far. His tiger needed her presence and he got the idea she felt the same.
She stripped off her clothes as he did, joining him to stand by the rim of the giant tub. Together, they stepped into the warm water, the taps still running, filling the huge basin around them. They remained standing while he scooped warm water over her shoulders, loving the feel of her wet skin under his fingers. Then Gina took control.#p#分页标题#e#
She insisted on checking every inch of his body for scars under the blood. When he realized there was still a great deal of blood on him, he opened the drain and let the dirty water slide away, to be replaced with fresh. Gina used the soft sponge that had been tucked into a crevice in the rim of the tub to remove the last of the blood and grime from his body.
When the water ran clear, he replaced the stopper in the drain and let the tub fill around them again. This time, they sank into the pooling water, sitting on the wide floor of the natural basin. The hot water felt good on his muscles, and having Gina here with him made the experience perfect. The only thing better would be if he was inside her.
Realizing that, he lifted her into his arms and arranged her legs on either side of his as she faced him. Essentially, she was sitting in his lap, her arms wrapped loosely around his neck as she smiled at him.
“You are so beautiful,” he whispered, tracing his fingers over her delicate skin, flushed now with the heat of the water and the light layer of steam near its surface. “You’re too good for me.”
“Never,” she contradicted him. “You were always meant to be my mate, Mitch. You are my perfect match and I couldn’t love or admire you more. You are perfect. In every way. I’m the one who has to stay on my toes if I want to keep up with you.” She smiled, leaning in and kissing him, forestalling any further comment he might’ve made on the subject.
He let his hands roam down her body, pausing to play with the hard tips of her breasts, loving the way she responded so eagerly to his lightest touch. She squirmed against him in the buoyant water, little sounds of need issuing from her throat. He moved his hands around to her back, tracing her spine and the curves of her waist, then down over her shapely butt, squeezing lightly.
She growled low in her throat with passion, and he had to smile. His mate was everything he’d always dreamed of and never thought to find. He was a truly blessed man.
Then he moved one hand around to the front, keeping the other on her ass, delving between her cheeks, teasing lightly. He played with her, touching and moving back, then allowing the water to slide between them as he touched the apex of her splayed legs, zeroing in on the little nub at the top that made her squirm on his lap.
Mitch kissed her, pushing his tongue deep into her mouth as he speared two of his fingers into her liquid warmth, priming her, testing her readiness. She moaned and it was music to his ears. His mate was with him and as eager for him as he was for her. He could wait no longer.
He removed his hand from within her and, rearranging her only slightly on his lap, he positioned him cock at her entrance. He pushed forward, sliding through the water and the even slicker fluids of her desire, entering the gates of paradise. He broke their tempestuous kiss as she cried out, her head thrown back as he slid into her fully. They were one.
He stilled, waiting for her to signal when she was ready to proceed. He was happy. He was one with his mate and his tiger purred. Gina’s head rolled as her body shivered, but eventually she lifted her gaze to meet his. He saw the fire, the passion in her eyes, and it made him want to move.
Mitch waited for her to initiate though. He didn’t want to rush this. He wanted everything to be perfect for her. Just being here with her, inside her, already made it perfect for him.