He began to thrust into me, and my back arched as he forced my body to take even more pleasure. The world seemed to disappear as I lost track of everything except the sensations. Only the sound of his body against mine, his hunger and mine finally being fed.
And his eyes staring into mine.
I could see him. All of him. In this moment, I felt everything that he was. The strength. The pain. The struggle. The loss. The power. The love.
He bent down and kissed me. The cautious softness was gone. There was no exploring, no wooing. He pressed against me so hard that it hurt. His thrusts were desperate now, and the kiss was no different.
I felt that pressure building inside me again, different yet the same. Mists began to flow around me, caressing me in a way that hands could never do. Soft kisses all over my body. A cacophony of sensations.
The mists flowed under me, slowly lifting me off the bed, becoming a soft cushion underneath me and letting me float an inch off the bed. Sebastian’s hand went to my throat. His lips found the crook my neck, and as he kissed me, his teeth bit down.
It was all too much. The sensations. The feelings that flowed from him to me. The pressure inside exploded outward in a scream, and my body shook, my legs tightening around him. Wave after wave of pleasure raced through my shaking body. I’d never felt anything so intense.
Sebastian groaned above me, and his thrusts finally stilled. The mists in his eyes receded, leaving crystal clear, deep blue eyes. Deeper than I’d ever seen them. “Thank you,” he whispered, his chest heaving as he caught his breath.
“No Sebastian, thank you. That…” I took a deep breath, my head still swimming from all the sensations. “That was incredible. Is that how it always is?”
He smiled down at me as the mists that had supported us began to dissipate, letting us settle onto the bed again. “No, I was very weak that time. Next time, it will be much better.”
I couldn’t imagine it. There was no way that anything could top the sensations that I’d just felt. At least not in my mind. As I looked at Sebastian, I realized that I was almost certainly wrong. I just didn’t understand how.
Something had changed, and as he rolled over, I didn’t cover up. Sebastian had seen all of me. He’d touched all of me. He lay on his side, hand under his head as he looked at me. His other hand ran over my skin, teasing me.
He wasn’t shy about it either, letting his fingers trace my breasts and nipples. “Do you feel better?” I asked, and he grinned at me, his confident smile back in place.
“Better than I can remember. I’m not up to my full power yet, but you haven’t ever known me at my full strength. I feel better than that, though. You have no idea how badly I’ve wanted to feel you like that.”
I felt the blush come over me, but his hand went to my chin, stopping me from turning away. “Don’t be ashamed, Rose. You’re beautiful in ways that no other woman has ever been.”
I tried to pull away, but he climbed on top of me, pressing my hands to the bed. His strength covered me, making me feel even more vulnerable as he pressed his lips to mine.
I felt him then, a joy that didn’t make sense. He wasn’t happy that he wasn’t sick anymore. He wasn’t just satisfied with me. He was happy. Like a child on Christmas morning.
I wanted to ask him about it, but once again, I felt like he could read my mind. “You made me feel different, Rose. I felt like a man instead of an incubus for the first time in my life. I wanted to see you in ecstasy. I wanted to be the one who showed you that even in this world of cruelty and pain, there are reasons to smile.”
“And as I felt your bliss, I felt a happiness inside me that I hadn’t felt in years. I don’t want you to turn away from me, Rose. Ever. I don’t want you to run or hide from me.”
“Because you’re the first person I didn’t want to hide from.”
I stared up at him, feeling every bit of his emotions as he poured out his feelings. This was not the same man that had sat at a tree and watched me being chased by a unicorn. No, that had been the cold side of Sebastian. That had been Tinkerbell.
This was the man that was willing to fight a battle he was almost guaranteed to lose. The man who was willing to fight the most powerful woman in the world. For me.
I smiled. “Fine. I won’t turn away from you, but that means you’re stuck dealing with me.”
A grin crossed his face, and he rolled over onto his back, letting me up. “Perfect. Now why don’t you curl up to me like in the cottage? You slept well that night.”
I narrowed my eyes at him. “You’re bossy, and I don’t think I like it. How about you curl up to me this time. I’ve never been a spoon, but I think I’d like to try.”
“I don’t know what that means, Rose.” I sighed and turned away from him.
“Just curl up to me sexy fairy man.” He didn’t need any more coaching than that, and when I felt his arm wrap around me, I felt safe. After everything that had happened in the past few days, I felt safe here.
And I felt like I was home. Finally.
Chapter 25
Sebastian
I woke up next to Rose who was still softly snoring. The curve of her body sang to the male in me. Not the incubus. I wasn’t hungry for her power. Somehow, after a millennium,
