The stone floor was cold under my feet as I crossed it. I gently touched her arm. “Poppy?”
Still nothing.
She remained silent and stared out the window at the same area she had been looking at last night. The Cliffs.
“My Queen?” Heart thumping, I brushed some long strands of hair back from her face.
She didn’t budge, and I figured I’d probably have to carry her again. Stepping in closer, I dropped my hand to her waist.
She turned suddenly, her lips brushing my chest as she said something I didn’t pick up.
“What?”
Her chin grazed my skin as she tilted her head back. “Take me.”
I blinked. “Come again.”
Poppy repeated what I’d thought she said, sending a bolt of surprise through me.
“I would love to, but…” She wasn’t even awake, and this wasn’t the same as me waking her with my dick. “We need to sl—”
“Take me,” she repeated.
I flattened my hand against Poppy’s back as I peered down at her.
Her stare was still unfocused, her voice distant even as she said, “Make love to me.”
Myentirebody stiffened, and I forced myself to ignore the part of me that was always on board with what she was asking for. “Poppy, we’re going back to bed—” The warm hand wrapping around my dick shut me up real quick. Fuck. I reached down to grab her, but she slid her hand down, drawing a groan from me. “Poppy.”
Her grip tightened in a way that had me questioning whether she was asleep.
Poppy let go of my aching cock, and I suddenly felt likeIwas the one sleepwalking because she turned away and pressed her palms flat against the window. Her head turned as my gaze dropped. Her curtain of hair slid across her back, falling to the side as she lifted her ass.
“Fuck me.”
Two words.
And that ass? Offered up to me?
They didn’t just silence all the second guesses. They were like a siren’s song, calling to the part of me that acted on instinct—a primitive, raw instinct that seemed to find its source in the sudden pulse of essence flaring from my chest.
I dragged my gaze back up, my eyes locking with hers. The flecks of color were nearly nonexistent—just a green as pure as dew-kissed grass. The breath I took was full of her heightened scent.
I wasn’t thinking as I stepped forward, and watched the head of my cock brush her ass, leaving a trail of pre-cum. My thoughts filled with shadows as it slid down the center of her ass. I couldn’t even recall my name as I grasped her hips. The only sounds I heard as I lined her up were the squeak of her palms against the glass, and her gasp as I lifted her several inches off the floor.
There was no foreplay. No checking to see if she was ready. The moment the head of my dick found her damp heat, I thrust into her.Allthe way into her. Her soft cry was like lightning to my blood, burning me alive from the inside.
And there was no better way to go out.
My gaze shifted to the window as I rocked my hips, soaking in the feel of her tight, wet heat. The silver glow of eather in our eyes cast enough light that I could see our reflection in the window—her feet curled in the air, her pale, creamy thighs pressed together. She braced herself with her hands on the window and arched her back, and the glass perfectly captured the curves of her body and the thrust of her breasts. In the window, I saw her rosy lips part as she fixed her gaze on the Cliffs, the glow of eather pulsing behind her pupils.
I watched her in the reflection as I gave her what she needed and took what I wanted. I fucked her, using my hold on her hips to pull her against me, meeting me each time I rammed into her. The sound of her palms against the window mixed with that of our bodies coming together as I plunged in and out of her with mindless drive. The needy little purrs coming from the back of her throat were making me insane, causing my balls to tighten.
I slid an arm across her waist as I slammed her onto my dick. I barely heard her cry out as I pressed forward. A light flashed outside, and thunder rumbled in the distance. She bent her arms, and then I had her fully against the window, fucking her like some sort of beast as I watched us in the reflection—watched as she kept her eyes on the Cliffs. A release started to curl its way down my spine.
Storm clouds slipped over the moon, and lightning splintered the darkness as I cut my gaze to the Cliffs. I still didn’t see shit, but even if someone were there and could see us, I didn’t care. I fucked her harder. Her screams of pleasure were muted, but I felt each spasm of her pussy as she came. I didn’t stop as I pulled her back against me, moving her away from the windows. She grasped my arm as I ground against her, my stare locked on us—on her sated smile as she stared at the Cliffs. Pinpricks of light filled the corners of my eyes as I came with a hoarse shout, pumping into her. The release felt endless as we stood before the window, her thighs quivering and breasts rising and falling with each quick breath as my scent filled her and cloaked the chamber.
I didn’t even remember getting us back into bed. There was a chance I’d carried her like I had fucked her because I found myself moving above her as she lay on her belly, her cheek pressed to the mattress. I couldn’t get enough of her—the way she clamped down on me when she came, her cries becoming mewls. The sky was beginning to turn a lighter shade by the time I collapsed, half-sprawled atop her. Still buried inside her, my eyes didn’t close until hers did. Until she finally stopped staring at the Cliffs.
