Page 59 of Fire & Ice

"It will be done," Marcus answered before hastening off on our command.

Beau then ushered me into the bathroom for a much-needed shower.

The unwanted feel of Charlie's body still lingered on my skin. I looked into the mirror, examining myself for any visible marks or evidence of the struggle, but there was nothing except for the dried blood and ash caked to my face and a tattered gown.

I undressed and stepped into the shower, allowing the cool water to wash away the memories of Charlie’s touch from my body. It felt as if I was in a dream; nothing I did felt real. Then, Beau stepped into the shower behind me and wrapped an arm around my waist, his other hand taking the sponge from me.

"I'm here with your love," he said softly as he ran a finger across my back.

I leaned against his body-- stammering--trying to find the words, "What if... Beau... I almost lost you."

He pulled me closer and assurance coating his words, “I almost lost you too, but I didn't. Because like the fiery moon goddess you are, you saved us both."

I turned around so that the cool water washed over my hair and then looked up to Beau's eyes. "Beau...kiss me," I pleaded. "I need you to take away the feeling of him."

"As you wish," he replied before leaning down and crushing his lips against mine. A hand tangled into my hair as the other traced gentle circles on my waistline.

I pushed him toward the back of the shower and pressed down so he sat on its large built-in seat, straddling his hip while his hands pushed my hair back, fingers running through the strands. The water fell upon us as I kissed him slowly, each touch fiercer than the last. I rubbed myself against his erection, moaning into his mouth, lips still locked to his.

He grabbed my waist, groaning as his cool body warmed against my burning skin. I threaded my fingers through his hair, tugging playfully, as I arched my back.

"Tempest..." He trailed his lips up my neck before he pulled back. Turquoise eyes met amber ones, "You're the only woman that I've ever needed, loved, and cared for. The moon goddess made you just for me."

Tempest smiled, "I feel the same. I felt it before you even came for me that night. I wanted you," I said as I looked into his eyes, "I think that I've loved you, since the first night I dreamed of you."

With a low growl he kissed me again, letting his tongue explore my mouth as he pressed his hips against mine.

Our hands wandered everywhere, over wet skin and each other's bodies, in a desperate attempt to feel as much as we could. I raked my nails down his back as I moaned his name and he smiled against my skin.

"You're mine, Tempest. I've always been yours, and there's no other mate for you but me."

His soft lips left a burning trail along my collarbone, before his mouth claimed my nipple.

I arched my back, "Beau." I moaned, the intensity building between my thighs.

His mouth moved to my other breast, sucking and nibbling-- while his hand move down to my slick folds.

I cried out as he continued to suck and kiss, his fangs sliding across my skin --teasing her and drawing a sharp gasp from my lips.

He lifted her off him and commanded, "Turn around."

I jumped to do as I was told leaning down against the built-in seat, my hands bracing themselves on the lukewarm surface. his cool breath slide across my back before the tip of his tongue traced a line down my spine, and I shivered.

"Gods you are beautiful," he whispered as his hands slid down my thighs, pushing them slightly apart, revealing my slick folds to him.

His thumb spread me open, before his mouth replaced it and he let the tip of his tongue slip between my slit. Licked my inner walls, teasing - he explored me as I moaned then he slid a thick finger inside as he suckled on my clit.

"Mmm… Beau, please... I need you... " I shuddered, feeling the ache between her thighs becoming unbearable.

He slid his tongue along me one last time before he moved behind me, entering slowly. He paused, letting me adjust to him before he slowly began to thrust.

I arched my back. "More," I pleaded--voice strained.

He obliged, burying himself in me to the hilt before slowly pulling out, his cool breath on her hot shoulder, sending me over the edge --I screamed his name as she came.

He thrust faster and deeper, sliding in and out of me as the crescendo built again, his fangs grazing my shoulder, marking me as his.

As I once again came apart, intense waves of pleasure crashed through me and I screamed his name. His pleasure followed, as he filled me with his icy cum. Body spent, I leaned forward, resting my head against the wall as my breathing slowly returned to normal.

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