Page 331 of Never Kiss a Fae
My earth felt so far away and still did.
Something was holding us back.
A broken quality that required healing.
“Sol,” I whispered, my thighs parting to accept him. “Please.”
I needed all of him. His heart. His mind. Hissoul.
I opened everything of me to him in return, urging him to let go, to find his peace and accept our mating. But I could feel his struggle, the part of him with errant control that required soothing. Jagged spikes littering his spirit, caused by an unknown fae.
My heart longed to soothe them. To smooth out the rough edges and help him recover.
He pressed his forehead to mine, his breath harsh. “What are you doing to me?”
“Loving you.” I laved his bottom lip, my gaze finding his. “You’re mine, Sol.”
His palm encircled my throat, his erection prodding the entrance of my waiting heat. “And you’re mine.”
“I am,” I agreed, my back bowing off the ground as he slid all the way inside me, his penetration perfect, demanding, and so very powerful. “Take me,” I urged again. “Give me everything.”
Because I needed to feel him. His strength. His force. His pain. His happiness. His fears. No more hiding. No more fighting for control. We were in this together now, and I showed him that with my element, the ground quaking beneath us in affirmation.
More flowers blossomed.
Life sang all around us.
Peaches ripened.
Trees sprouted fresh leaves.
And not just here, but all over campus, our power lending healing energy where the Academy required it most.
“Mate me, Sol,” I told him. Because I felt him holding back. Knew this wasn’t the best he could do.
He trembled, his restraint causing the ground to shake beneath me. “I don’t want to break you, Claire.”
I drew in some of his magic, mixing it between us so that there wasn’t just Sol or Claire, but two branches of a single tree that needed nourishment. “You can’t,” I assured him. “Fuck me, Sol. Show me that you trust me.”
His eyes widened, the bronze irises flecking with the emerald magic of his vitality and life. “You really are a goddess,” he whispered, his expression one of reverence as our bodies joined below in a matrimony as old as time itself.
I felt like a nymph come to life.
Bedded in flowers and earth, my screams echoing off the branches around us, vines growing and flourishing beneath the power our bodies created as one.
He pulled out, then drove in hard, making the World Tree shake under the impact. My body blossomed with pleasure as I took his brute force. I was just as much an Earth Fae as any other element, and my body attuned itself to his.
“So delicate and strong,” he praised as he thrust again, this time with more confidence.
I clawed my nails down his arms, leaving marks that sparkled under the sun. I closed my eyes and threw my head back, enduring the pleasure that filled me up from the inside. “More,” I pleaded, and Sol gave it to me, pounding into me until my words turned into screams of ecstasy.
His climax pushed me over, his seed filling me and providing the final claim to my body that sent me over the edge.
Sol, my foundation, my rock.
I love you.
A momentary stillness of peace overcame us as Sol’s spirit brushed against mine, linking us together for eternity.
