Page 42 of A Celtic Vow
“Yer insatiable,” he realized, clearly happy about that. So said him becoming fully aroused again within seconds. If that weren’t pleasing enough, a chant later, he gave her what she wanted.
She couldn’t help a throaty groan of approval when their clothes vanished, and she finally laid eyes on his muscular chest. When she finally touched it,him, and another round of mini-climaxes rolled through her.
He growled with approval as she milked him. In fact, he seemed so pleased by her response his dragon eyes flared. She expected to feel uncertainty or even fear at seeing her monster during such an intimate moment, but the opposite happened.
Her vision hazed red, and she experienced the opposite.
Rather, her inner beast seemed to roar up in the best way possible. Or at least in a far more forward way than she anticipated when she urged him to roll over without losing contact so she could straddle him.
While she felt his dragon's pushback and need to dominate, the man inside seemed to enjoy her actions a great deal. So said the way he admired her body as much as she did his. How he made various sounds of approval when she didn’t move right away but touched him instead. Enjoyed the span of his broad shoulders and the rigid, unforgiving muscles rippling over his torso.
Enjoyed the rigid muscle inside her as her mouth followed in the wake of her hands, and she flicked her tongue over his hot, hard skin. He was as steamy on the outside as he was on the inside, and it drove her crazy.
He let her take the lead for as long as he was able to before his hands wandered. Touched her with just as much desire and appreciation. With the same repressed urgency she experienced as she remembered just how much she’d longed to do this when they were younger.
How much she had wanted to do this with him and him alone.
Groaning because he felt so good, she braced her hands on his chest and slid up and down his shaft a little quicker. Rolled her hips. Enjoyed the way his gaze drifted, and he let her have her way. First fast, then slow, then fast again. Eventually, it became too much, and he grabbed her hips.
Met her thrusts and groans.
It seemed he needed her closer because he sat up and steered her with one strong hand on her butt and the other wrapped around her lower back. Random snowflakes sizzled against their sweat-slicked, raging hot skin as ecstasy built. Became almost painful.
“I cannot hold back much longer.” A sound of pleasure rumbled up from his chest as they raced toward the edge, and their hearts slammed. “’Tis too...”
He never got the words out before he pulled her tighter against him, released a strained growl, and exploded. In response, she locked up against him, then shuddered as her body let go.
“God,” she finally whispered, still wrapped up in his arms. “How did our siblings ever discover much of anything if it was like this when they slept together?” She inhaled the scent of his taxed skin. “I can’t imagine wanting to be anywhere but here all the time. Doing anything but this.”
But, as her siblings had likely discovered,thishad a way of nudging things along. So said what happened next.
Chapter Fourteen
NOTHING WAS STRANGERthan coming down from the incredible pleasure Constance had made him feel while at the same time seeing her transparent teenager reappear. She looked like she carried the weight of the world on her young shoulders as she knelt at the edge and looked down at the base of the tree.
“You just left,” Constance murmured. “I asked you not to, but whatever lured you away was too strong.” She released a choppy sigh, seeing things clearly. “I didn’t want to leave you, but I had no choice because this was the beginning of it. The prophecy is igniting, and sooner or later, my sisters and I will begin traveling back in time.”
