Summon Toren(86)
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Toren wrapped Sam in his arms and rolled over so that she laid on top of him, his cock still buried to the hilt. He held her tight to his body until her heart rate slowed to extremely calm and all her levels were accounted for. Now that she was one with him, he had full reign of truly being in touch with her body and mind. He nestled his mouth in her neck and kissed her tenderly, cooing soft sounds to her. She was his. Toren never dreamed in all eternity that he could be any more happy. Never dreamed being one with a human could feel so…utterly completing.
“Am I clean?” she whispered, her voice sounding tired.
He stroked her back and perfect ass. “Yes angel. You’re clean.”
She lifted her head and looked at him, concern in her eyes. “How do you feel, did you…did you make your warrior thing?”
He grinned at her cute word choice. “I think so.”
She looked around. “I mean…is he here?”
He chuckled. “Yes. He is.”
“Where?”
“You’re laying on him.”
Her eyes widened. “You?”
“Yes, me.”
She appeared thoroughly confused then angled her head toward the wall. “Is that…music I hear?”
“I think they’re trying to drown out our noise.”
She sucked in a sharp breath and Toren grinned and squeezed her slim waist, loving how perfect she was in his hands. Delicate.
“Sit up. Let me look at you in your wedding jewelry.”
She sat up and looked down. “Wedding jewelry? Oh my God,” she gasped, looking from her rings to him. “You? How’d you?”
He grinned, admiring his handy work. “I just used the metals in your body.”
She gave an incredulous laugh. “Oh. My. God.”
His cock jumped and she gave a tiny yelp. She always had that effect on him when she spoke His name, even in passing. What many would call vain. But not to him. With her, no matter how she said it, it wasn’t vain.
“They’re like…tattoos, oh my God they’re beautiful, look at the detail and design!”
“Yes. They say—”
“They say?” Elation widened her eyes and Toren grinned.
“They say: You’re my heaven on earth.”
She sucked in a long breath of awe like it was the most amazing thing she’d ever heard. “They say that?”
He smiled at her, his heart overflowing with love. “Yes. But in another language.”
“Maybe it should just read it’s complicated.”
He studied her body, running his hands up her sides, loving everything about her. “It’s not complicated at all. It’s perfectly.”
She looked at the rings on her body. “How many rings did you give me? Wow.”
“The number of perfection. Seven.”
She counted the two on her ankles, the two on her wrists, the weave on her wedding finger, the one around her waist then glanced at him. “Where’s the seventh?”
He touched the delicate silver woven ring around her neck. “Here.”
She reached up and fingered it, giddy laughter bubbling out of her. “Wow.”
Toren was ready to make love to her again at having her joy penetrate his pores until it stole his breath. He covered her breasts with both hands. Perfect fit.
She placed her hands on his and he admired that view too. “Tell me what it says. I mean in the other language.”
With great effort, he moved his eyes from her breasts to meet her wide blue gaze. “Eísai o ouranós mou sti̱ gi̱.”
The words glided off his tongue like soft silk. Speaking them made him thrust his hips, pushing at things inside her that drew a beautiful moan and caused her to bite her lip.
“That…sounded beautiful.”
She examined the weave on her ring finger and turned her hand over. “Why does it only go halfway around?”
Toren lifted his own hand and showed her the matching ring on his own finger, then he held his hand up and placed her palm on his. When their ring fingers came together, the weaves glowed.
She sucked in a sharp breath of sheer delight, laughing happily. “Oh! My! God!”
His cock jerked again.
“Oh! Quit that,” she gasped.
“You quit it.” He grinned, sliding his hands down over her sides now. He paused at her waist to relish in her petite build before finally gripping her slim hips. “Your bladder is full.”
He raised his gaze to hers and smiled at her awe, before lowering it back down to where her body met his. “I can feel it. Pressing into me.” His cock again jerked with the need to take her to that new paradise he’d been blessed to partake in. He answered her delicate moan with a desperate grunt.