CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE

Ellery

Ryker laid me down on the mossy bank of the river. As he leveled himself between my thighs, lightning fired through his black eyes as they ran over me.

His hands followed his gaze as he caressed my stomach before dipping between my thighs. I lifted my hips to him when his thumb rubbed my clit.

“They all know now,” he said in a harsh, husky voice. “They all know what you are to me, and nothing will come between us.”

I smiled as I wiggled my hips. While I enjoyed the feel of his fingers, I’d far prefer to have him inside me.

“It would be better if there wasn’t anything between us,” I told him.

Lightning flashed from his fingers; it encased his wrists as he bent to kiss me. The head of his shaft prodded my entrance before sliding inside me.

My lightning met his as the astonishing feeling of coming home enveloped me. Joined together, in a world of our making, there was no unhappiness and loss here; there was only love, ecstasy, and us .

I traced the hardened muscles of his chest, my fingers running over his scars before dipping to the carved ridges of his abdomen. He couldn’t be more perfect if chiseled from stone, even with the hundreds of scars crisscrossing his body.

Those scars only made him more beautiful. They were a testament to all he’d endured, yet his tormentors failed to break him.

Instead of destroying his spirit, they’d made him stronger. Those scars were a part of him, and every one of them made him the man I cherished so much.

He claimed my mouth as he moved leisurely within me. Our tongues entwined as our powers combined to snap at the air.

When his hands clasped mine, he lifted them over my head and pinned them to the ground. His mouth moved away from mine to leave a trail of kisses down my body to my breasts.

He sucked one nipple into his mouth and licked it before turning his attention to the other. My heart raced faster as I arched into him.

He kept me pinned as his hips pumped and his hand slid between our bodies. When he stroked my clit again, I encircled my legs around his waist and lifted myself off the ground to take him deeper inside me.

The curse kept us trapped in Tempest, but we were freer than we’d ever been, and that freedom broke loose in a wild abandon that had me begging for more. I pleaded with him to fuck me harder as my building orgasm erupted in tingles that ran from my head to my toes.

He didn’t stop, and I didn’t want him to as we rolled on the riverbank. Leveling myself on top of him, I pinned his hands over his head while lightning consumed us.