Page 37 of Wind and Water (Reign of the Witch Queen #2)

She leans down and rests her forearms on my chest. Her hair creates shadows around her face as she meets my gaze.

“Since coming here, Venora has influenced most of what I’ve seen.

Her evil has clouded what must have once been an amazing world.

Yet, there were still the centaurs and Adhar.

I have a feeling, one day, the miracle of this place will match the magic rushing through my body.

If I’m wrong, I’ll return to my world, but if I’m right, what a life I might have.

” She blushes and rocks her hips. “And then there’s you. ”

Rocking with her, it isn’t easy to think. “I told you I would go back to your world with you.”

“I don’t think you’d be happy there all the time.

The lure of lounging pants will not be enough for you.

Here, you’re a soldier with elves who follow you and obey your orders to give and take.

In my world, you’d be hiding who you really are.

” Lowering her mouth to mine, she presses a soft kiss there.

I grip the back of her head and deepen the kiss.

Her tongue meets mine with all the passion burning within me.

How can anyone be so perfect? Pressing more kisses along her jaw, I rock my hips.

My shaft rubs through her wetness. “I’ve never met anyone as good and honorable as you.

Wherever we end up, I promise to make you happy, Wren Martin.

If I fail, I’ll have made nothing of my life. ”

She moans and lifts her hips.

I take her nipple into my mouth and suck as she impales herself on my cock. “Gods, Wren. I could have waited until you had time to rest.”

A low moan pushes from her mouth as her body stretches around me.

“Maybe you could have, but I need you. I will always need you, Liam.” She sets a slow pace that drives us both to the brink.

Lifting to her knees, she rides me fast and hard.

Her head thrown back, she grips both breasts and tugs her nipples.

I press my thumb to her clitoris and circle the sensitive bud until she’s screaming my name over and over.

Her body pulses around me, drawing my pleasure over the edge. Unable to stop, I empty into her perfection. Pulling her across my chest, I bury my face in her curls and kiss her ear. “You are magnificent.”

Intimately connected, she shifts to pull me deeper and my cock hardens again. “I do like this about elves. Are you all like this?’

“For our purposes, it’s just me, and only for you.” There will never be another. I roll her to her back, careful to cradle her and keep my weight from pressing too hard. I may have healed her, but she’s still fragile. Pulling back, I fill her again and again, slow and deliberate.

Each thrust forces the most erotic moan from her lips.

“I want to hear that sound for the rest of my life.”

She lifts her knees to take me deeper and wraps her feet around my back. “Liam. I’m going to come again. I’m… You’re… Oh god,” she screams and pulses around me.

It’s not easy, but I hold my own pleasure this time. I have time for that. Leaning on my elbows, I comb a few strands of hair from her cheek and tuck them behind her ear. “I love you.”

With the sexiest smile, she makes the same gesture with my hair. “I love you, too.”

Moaning as I pull from her exquisite body, I lift her and carry her to the water. If she’s sore from the lovemaking, the water will heal her, and if she’s not, it will renew her desires. At the very least, it will feel good to soak in the cool spring.

Without dipping her head, she paddles and watches me. “If I decide to stay here, where would we live?”

I love the way this conversation has started. “Traditionally, as I’m a son of the rightful queen, we would live in the palace.”

Her adorable face scrunches like a mouse. “I can’t scream while you ravage me if your parents are down the hall.”

“That won’t do. I’ll build you a house far enough from my family that you and I will wake the birds every morning with our passionate lovemaking.” I mean every word. I’d build her ten houses if that’s what she wants. “If I came to Texas, where would we live?”

“I can’t imagine you in Texas.” She giggles. “I suppose we could move into my grandmother’s house. It would need renovations, but it’s a sweet place and there are a few acres between it and Momma’s place.”

“And you’ll make your jewelry, while I figure out what uses I have in Texas?” I try to picture that outcome, but it’s vague without having ever seen the land.

“Maybe.” She swims forward and wraps her arms around my neck. “Do you think I could work here?”

Gripping her ass, I pull her thighs around my waist. “I know that elves would adore your unique art, and you would be a great success if you wished to continue working.”

With a shift, she lifts herself higher in my arms. “Do you want to have children?”

“I’m not opposed. I like children.” I consider the idea.

She cocks her head. “Have you never thought about having a family, Liam?”

I place her so she’s sitting on the grassy ground with her feet dangling in the water, and I stand between her knees. Tipping her chin up, I kiss her slowly, making love to her bottom lip and then the top before swirling my tongue inside her warmth.

She threads her fingers through my hair and turns her head to allow me deeper access. One moment we’re discussing the future, and I plan a chaste kiss, and the next, I can’t decide if I want to taste her sweet center of bury my throbbing cock inside her again.

We’re both breathless. Her chest rises and falls, and her lips are rosy from the kiss.

Pressing my forehead to hers, I say, “I never dared dream I would meet a person with whom I’d want a family.”

I stop the dozen questions simmering behind her eyes by dropping to my knees and pressing my shoulders between her thighs.

She gasps, forced back on her elbows. “Liam.”

Pushing her legs over my shoulders, I breathe in her heady sweetness, then run my tongue along her soft folds.

“Liam. That’s teasing,” she scolds with the most magical gasps.

I swirl my tongue around her clitoris then suck the bud gently at first, then harder.

Rocking against my face, she cries my name and grips my hair. Her fingers dig into my scalp and her heels into my back.

Every tiny pain adds to my pleasure. I slip a finger inside her and lick and suck until she lies back in the grass and throws her head from side to side. I add a second finger and suck hard and steadily.

With a scream that must hurt her throat, she comes in a torrent of pulsation and sweet juices that I lap up like it’s the nectar of the gods. “You are magnificent.” I kiss her just below her navel, then lick the rest of her juice from my fingers before I climb up the bank and fill her.

Immediately, her sheath throbs around me and she says my name like a prayer.

Without moving, I kiss her chin, her cheek, then along her jaw. “Easy, my love. Don’t move until it feels good.”

She wraps her legs around my hips and her arms around my neck. “Everything with you feels wonderful.” Tightening her legs, she brings me all the way inside.

Nothing could ever feel as perfect as the two of us together. No victory is worth losing this woman. I slide out to the head. “Maybe we should go back to Texas now. You’d be safer. You can make a portal, and we can leave.”

“That’s fear talking.” She pulls me in to the base and keeps her legs tight as a vise. “We’ll have our time after your world is safe.” She tips her pelvis and brings me even deeper.

I moan and pull back. “Do you promise?” I thrust inside her.

“Oh god. That’s so good.” She digs her fingers into my shoulders.

“Promise me.” I fill her again and again while our gazes are locked. “Please.” I meant to be gentle, but my need is too great, and her pleasure is very close.

“I promise.”

My skin tingles with magic.

Wren glows, and winds whip around us as the water rises from the spring, splashing our feet.

Pleasure erupts within me, and I fill her as her body tightens with her orgasm. She pulls my mouth to hers, kissing me as if I am the air she breathes. Returning her passion, I pump the last of my seed until I can’t hold my weight and collapse over her.

Worried I’ll crush her, I slide from her perfect sheath and roll to lie beside her.

“You are my everything, Wren. Will you marry me?” It just popped out of my mouth of its own accord.

I meant it. I want that life, but I hadn’t meant to ask it now in a fairy glen after the most amazing sex of my life.

Rolling to her side to face me, she toys with the hair on my chest. “Ask me again when we’re calm, safe, and haven’t just had magically mind-blowing sex.”

Joy rushes through me. She didn’t say no. “I will.”

“I’m going to wash our clothes.” She rises and goes to the pile of filthy clothes still in the heap where I left them after we arrived. “I don’t want to meet your mother smelling like hell, literally.” She sniffs the clothes. “Though I’m not sure that sulfur stink will ever come out.”

Sorry to lose the view of her naked in this magical place, I get up and take the clothes from her arms. “We can wash them together.”

Those lovely crystal eyes widen as she stares at me. “That’s nice.”

“The imbecile who left you didn’t help with laundry?” I step into the spring and reach up to help her in.

“He considered housework beneath him. It’s an unfortunate side effect of having a mother who doted and did everything for him.” She looks at something along the edge of the water and reaches out.

I begin washing with the bar of soap. One item at a time, I scrub them and watch Wren pry something from the mud. “What did you find?”

Smiling, she holds up a perfectly round stone of brown and gold. “It’s a tiger’s eye and has already tumbled by the water. Do you think the fairies would mind if I kept it and made a bracelet?”

“I’ve never met a fairy, but once they saw how beautifully you used it, I imagine they’d be pleased.” I dip her little underwear into the water, running my fingers over the lace.

Wren places the stone on the grass before snatching her intimate item away from me. “I’ll wash that.” Her blush is absurd and adorable.

My laughter cannot be stopped. “I wouldn’t mind another day here to recover. Without horses, it will take a few days to walk home.”

“Another day would be lovely.” She places each item on the grass, where the sun has begun to warm the glen. “Do you think that portal I made was a one-time thing?”

I had considered the idea. “No. I suspect with practice, you could make a portal anywhere, but we don’t know much about your magic, how it affects you, or how to control it.

So far, you’ve needed dangerous situations to create wind and water magic with any power.

The portal was after a terrible event, with the fear of more of the same.

If you want to try, I won’t object, but I would feel more comfortable if you waited until after we learn more. ”

With a nod, she places her torn but clean pink shirt on the grass. “I suppose there’s no help for looking a shambles when I meet your family.” She sighs.

“They will be happy to meet you and understand the situation.” I wash the final sock and lay it beside the others.

“All the royal families I know about are pretty strict. Won’t they disapprove of our relationship? Don’t you have to marry someone with a good bloodline and the right connections?” She rinses the soap from her hands. Her breasts bob at the surface of the clear water, and worry creases her brow.

I wrap my arms around her. My cock seems unhindered by the fact that we’ve already enjoyed epic lovemaking not long ago.

“My family is reasonable, though in the days before females were scarce, they would have wanted a match as you describe. I think they will be happy for us. This is meant to be, Wren. I feel it in my soul. Don’t you? ”

Pressing her cheek to my chest, she says, “I do, but that doesn’t mean your parents will.”

“No matter what they think, it will not alter my feelings or actions. I will not lose you, no matter what we face, friend or foe.” I kiss the top of her head.

“That was a pretty speech.” The high-pitched voice comes from the grass just beyond our drying clothes.