Page 61 of A Touch of Royalty

‘I do.” He leaned up and kissed her briefly. “Before all this, after, and into the future, Emryn. You are stunningly easy to care for.”

“I don’t know what to do with that.” She looked confused. “I want it, but put it in my hands and I’d probably drop it.”

“I’ll help you.” He knelt up to kiss her again, surprised when she slipped off the bed to join him on the rug, wrapping her arms around his neck.

He wasn’t- Mother help him, he wasn’t going to take her further than she was willing to go. He wasn’t going to press her down onto the rug and cover her.

He skimmed his hands up her sides, hearing her ragged intake of breath. Feeling the curve of her waist, the swell of her hips, the gentle bend in her back.

It was intoxicating, but he couldn’t-“

“Cas,” she pulled back and panted his name at him. “Please?”

“What, Emryn?”

“I want-” She swallowed hard. “I want to know what it’s like. Will you love me?”

Mother of All, help him stay steady. “Are you sure, Emryn?”

She nodded, nerves in her eyes. “I’m being selfish, Cas.”

He bent in to kiss her again. Soft, gentle, moving his hands back to the curve of her waist. “Be selfish for me, Emryn. If you want to stop, tell me.”

“Alright.” She pulled him in again.

He had no idea what to do, but he supposed that if he just started touching her, one of two things would happen. She would either ask him to stop, or they were going to make love here.

He moved his hands, softly grazing the dress she was wearing. It was only barely on her, and it was the work of amoment to undo the laces and the clasp on the cloak and push them away.

His wife was lovely. Soft. Cas moved his hands again as her wings came up. Cupping her breasts and using his thumbs to tease the hard peaks.

She whined into his mouth, pressing into his hands, seeking more feeling.

This was going to kill him, but he was going to go as slow as she needed. He wanted her to enjoy what he was doing, and that meant that he had to focus entirely on her and not on how tight his pants were.

He helped her stand, helped her discard the rest of her clothing and helped her up onto the bed. “Relax for me, he purred in her ear. “Let me show you what it means.”

She nodded, looking up at him with eyes that were already clouded with desire. It was possibly the most seductive thing he’d ever seen.

And she wasn’t trying.

He dropped his lips back to hers, guiding her hands above her head, leaving her open for his touches.

And he took full advantage of it, skimming his hands over her softness, trying to figure out where she liked to be touched.

Which seemed to be everywhere, she was sensitive, body bowing up as he teased her breasts. He lifted his head slightly, kissing his way down her neck, to take one of the tips into his mouth, nibbling it gently.

She grabbed at him, crying his name as her entire body locked up and her scent filled the air.

He hadn’t expected that, but Mother if it wasn’t making it difficult to keep a lock on his passion.

She went limp, panting a little as he raised his head and looked down at her. “Did you enjoy that?”

She nodded, face flaming.

“Then I’ll have to do it again.” He smiled at her and claimed her lips again.

It was a slower climb this time, he slowed his touch, gliding his hand lower towards the curls at the juncture of her thighs. Sliding a finger through the evidence of her passion and finding the little bundle of nerves there.

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