His breath was ragged against her ear and she shivered, already close to the edge. “Can you feel it, my love? Can you feel the pleasure you give me?”
She nodded, unable to speak. Kane raised himself on his elbows and looked down at her, brushing her hair from her face.
“I feel it, too. Every whimper, every shudder, every sensation comes back to me.” He whispered against her lips before shifting to lie beside her. The fire still burned in both of them, but now it was deeper, yet less frantic. Gently, they pleasured each other, softly touching and stroking, stimulating nerve endings then soothing.
Kane trailed his fingertips the length of her body, barely making contact with her skin, but still causing her to shiver in delight. Picking up her arm, he brushed delicate kisses down its length until he reached her hand. Then, one by one, he sucked on each finger, using his tongue to tease the sensitive skin of her palm, all the while staring deeply into her eyes.
He picked up her other arm, repeating his actions, worshipping every inch of that limb before moving down to her legs. Butterfly kisses were trailed up her calves, across her thighs, and then on to her stomach. He licked the entire surface of her belly and traced the shape of her navel with his tongue, while delicately kneading her buttocks with his hands. Gently, Kane bit at her waist and nibbled her hip bones, then soothed the skin with tender kisses.
Finally having laid claim to almost every part of her body, he pushed her knees slightly apart and moved so that he sat between her legs. She could feel tremors already building inside her, her juices flowing, preparing the way for his possession. The thought of what was to come had her hips moving restlessly, begging him to take what she offered.
Kane slid his finger over her sensitive flesh and dipped first one and then two fingers into her, causing Elise to clutch at the sheets. Rhythmically, he moved in and out of her, while his thumb brushed against her swollen nub. With each stroke, her breath hitched and she struggled to hang on. When his hot tongue began to tease her tender flesh, she knew she was lost and tumbled over the edge.
Her heart hammered in her chest as she tried to catch her breath, but Kane wasn’t about to let her rest yet. Rising to his knees, he gripped her hips. “Wrap your legs around me,” he commanded before positioning himself and thrusting into her.
Elise widened her eyes at the sensation of being filled by her mate and she growled softly as she stared up at him. Kane growled back before setting the rhythm for their dance. As they rocked against each other, the tension began to build until they were both beyond control, desperately seeking release.
“Oh Kane, that’s perfect,” she panted. “I...” Words failed her. It was perfect, but she wanted more, needed more. It built inside her, inside him. The feeling swelled...
Elise cried out as she came hard, her body clamping down around his. At the same time, Kane gave a guttural cry and emptied himself in her. For a moment, she was lost to all around her.
Reality slowly impinged on her awareness. Kane was on top of her, panting heavily, his weight pressing down on every inch of her. He began to move, bracing himself up on his forearms in preparation for withdrawing from her, but she stopped him tugging until he lay against her once more.
“No, don’t go.” Elise managed to say, stilling his attempts to leave by wrapping her arms around his sweat-soaked body.
“But I’m crushing you,” Kane protested.
“Mmm, but it feels good. Just for a moment longer.”
She could feel him relax, burying his face in her hair as she leisurely rubbed her hands up and down his sweat-slicked back. He was still inside her and she wished they could stay like this forever. She felt so possessed by him; she never wanted them to be apart again.
Reluctantly, she moved her hands to his shoulders. She was a trifle squished, and it was a little hard to breathe with him on top of her.
“I guess you really should move,” Elise whispered into his ear.
Kane obligingly withdrew and rolled onto his side, drawing her close to cuddle against his chest. “That was amazing,” he told her with a satisfied sigh.
Long, quiet moments followed. Kane gently played with her hair, wrapping strands into ringlets then letting them cascade down onto the pillow. Eventually, he whispered into the silence. “Have I told you recently how much I love your hair? The colour is like chocolate and it’s so long and silky and...” He buried his nose in it. “It smells like flowers.”
“Thanks. It’s that new shampoo from the gift set Ryne gave me.”
Kane stilled and drew back, staring at her. “Ryne?”
Elise yawned and stretched. “Uh-huh. You remember. He sent it to me as a late birthday present. It had shampoo and lotions and—”