Page 98 of The Falcon Soul

Tae took my face in his hands and pushed me away as he lowered his legs and growled. “Get up here and ride me now, Captain!”

“As my warlord commands.” I eagerly climbed up his body to straddle him.

Quickly, I rubbed more nectar over his cock before angling it to enter me. Then, little by little, I worked down onto that thick, long shaft, its girth stretching me deliciously. Rising onto my knees, I began to ride him—his hands at my waist and mine on his chest.

“I love seeing you like this,” Tae murmured, happy now that he was inside me.

“And I love riding your big cock.” I bent down to kiss him, then pulled back just enough to whisper, “I love bending over for you, and kneeling for you, and spreading myself open for you. I love it when you hold me up and thrust up into me, and hold me down to shove yourself as deep as you can go. I want it all, Tae.”

“Maybe not all tonight,” he teased me. “But you will have it, mate.”

“Whenever and wherever,” I whispered.

“Whenever and wherever,” he agreed.

And, looking down at him, I felt a shiver of fate roll over me. We had been forged into a weapon by the Goddess, made into something greater than the sum of our parts, but this weapon was wielded with love. Love would sustain us and see us through the war. It would see us through forever. My dreams were now centered around the man beneath me, but that didn't worry me. I could still be myself with him, more than myself. I could be who I was meant to be, and Tae wouldn't hold me back. He would fight for my dreams as hard as he fought for our love.

Whenever and wherever.