And it continues like that as my mate makes her a drink. She snips, and I respond until I suspect Connall wants to crack our heads together.
Ten fraught minutes later, faint footsteps echoing up the hall tell me my beautiful mate is out of the shower.
Connall can deal with the vampire for a moment. I need to reconnect with my woman, and she’s naked under that towel.
She laughs when I jog after her into the bedroom. Grabbing the edge of the towel, I rip it from her and drop it to the floor. She spins to face me, eyes flashing and glorious long hair all mussed. Heavy, round breasts sway, glistening with droplets from the shower.
“Yeh need to be tongue-bathed dry, Louanna,” I murmur.
She grabs a long strand of wet hair. “What I need is a hair dryer. Think you can do that for me, Mister Zefferus?”
Grunting, I fall to both knees and grip her hips, pulling her to me. I sit back on my haunches and kiss my way up her belly. “Gladly, my sweet.”
Louanna’s gaze goes thoughtful, her smirk falling. She stares at me, a multitude of emotions passing through her elegant features.
“I love you,” she whispers. “So damn much.”
I rise, emotion overwhelming me as my heart rate kicks into overdrive. Slipping my fingers into her hair, I tilt her face upward. For once, I’m speechless. Hearing her say those words after hoping for so long… Pressing my lips to hers, I kiss her, knowing I’ve finally,finally, broken down the walls. That she trusts me enough to let me in.
She loves me.
Shelovesme.
“Louanna,” I gasp. “I love you too. I always have, I?—”
She silences me with the press of her lips to mine. When we part, she runs both hands up my chest, resting them over my heart.
“I pushed you away for so long, and I’m sorry for that.”
I crush her to me, determination rushing through me. “Never apologize for that, my sweet. You weren’t ready until you were. Thank you for taking a chance on a wild, rule-breaking elemental. I cannae promise that everything will always be perfect and safe, but I promise you a life full of love, fun and, och, yes, likely a bit of danger too.”
“Good thing I’m a blue witch, then.” She nips at my chin. “Laerith told me once I’m strong enough, I’ll be able to pick you up with my power and toss you around like a ragdoll.”
I run my hands down her plump arse, slipping my fingers between her cheeks to tease at her back hole. “I cannae wait for that. I’ve got to taste yeh, Louanna, and then I’ll happily dry all that glorious hair.”
I don’t wait for an answer. Instead, I slide my tongue between her pussy lips and circle her clit as she grumbles about the guest in our living room. Yet her scent explodes around us, so I grip her ass cheeks harder and hold her open for me. I’m so amped from another elemental power being in our home that my licking goes rough and ragged. But Lou groans, bringing both hands to my hair and threading her fingers through.
The pinch of her grip drives my lust higher as I sling one of her legs over my shoulder. Growling, I call my lightning and direct it to my tongue, where little zaps along her pussy have her moaning and asking for more.
When she comes, she chokes the sounds back as she floods my tongue with sweet honey.
“Louanna,” I groan, “give me more, my sweet.” I keep going as her legs tremble, knees buckling. But I hold her steady. I’ll always hold her steady.
She pants and gasps as her orgasm prolongs, my tongue slipping over her mound and back to her clit. Eventually, her bliss fades, and I press tender kisses to both thighs and up to her bellybutton.
“Beautiful.”
“I love you,” she whispers again, eyes closed as she steadies her breathing. “So much.”
I smile. “Did yeh tell Caroline that yeh wanted me before you admitted it to me?”
Her eyes flash wide. “Did you spyandread my letters?!”
I shake my head. “Never. ‘Twas only a guess based on watching you write them. I promise I’ve not read them.”
She slaps my chest playfully. “We can read them together sometime, but, yes, I told her about you, and Connall. Although I haven’t written to her since the two of you bowled me over with your advances.”
“Och, Louanna,” I moan, feigning hurt. “Perhaps you should write to tell her all about getting dicked down by two handsome males, then.”
