Page 122 of When Shadows Seek Light
Her hands scratched at his back—delicate fingers brushed against blue feathers. Matthias let out a groan when she gripped the ridge of his wings and the sound nearly sent Adalia over the edge, biting her bottom lip as the feeling of her climax built.
The prince dropped his head and nuzzled her neck, nipping and sucking.
“You have no idea how good that feels,” he said, pulling back.
“Oh, I think I do,” she whispered between breaths.
Matthias leaned down and savagely kissed her, his tongue taunting and teasing. Their mouths ground together as one.
“Beast,” she whispered as she tore her lips from his.
“Little dove,” Matthias whispered against her ear.
Adalia giggled and pushed against his arms, rolling them until she was on top, straddling his hips.
“Feeling playful, my love?”
“I want to learn all the ways to pleasure you.”
Adalia placed her hands on the princes’s chest, her chestnut hair tumbling from her shoulders. It grazed against him as she sunk down on his length—the slow movement bringing a groan from Matthias.
Broad, inked hands gripped her thighs as Adalia allowed her body to stretch around him.
“By the light, you feel so good,” Matthias hissed.
With a grin plastered on her face, Adalia rocked her hips back and forth—desperate for some sort of friction.
Adalia dropped her head back with a moan as the prince’s upward thrust became more consistent. Matthias reached up and took one of her breasts into his tattooed hands, kneading it before pinching her nipple—rolling it between his thumb and forefinger.
Faint moans escaped Adalia and filled the air as he dragged one hand down her sternum, over her stomach, and to the sensitive area between her legs.
Matthias pushed himself up into a sitting position to access her better.
“By the light—” Adalia gasped as her toes curled with delight.
She knew she was near the edge of her release as the prince coaxed and teased her with his hands. Adalia leaned forward, caught his mouth in a hungry kiss. Her tongue sliding in to taste his. The prince continued to rub and tease as Adalia rocked her hips.
“I’m going to come soon,” she panted against his mouth.
Matthias nipped at her chin before he flipped them, so Adalia lay flat against the bed.
Reaching down, he gripped his length and positioned it at her entrance.
Adalia gasped when he plunged into her wetness with gentle force—his hips pushing her further up the bed with each thrust.
The prince leaned down and whispered into her ear. “Come for me, little dove.”
A cry tore from Adalia’s chest as waves of ecstasy washed in and over her.
Her mind fractured into a thousand little shards and slowly pieced itself back together as she came down from somewhere in the stars. Her heart pounded in her chest, her body heavy from pleasure as she rode the ripples of her climax.
The prince threw his head back and groaned as he came. His body stilling above her.
Eyes closed and breaths shallow.
His sweat slicked skin glinted in the glow of the room, as he crumbled against her, the weight of his frame a comfort.
They lay entangled with one another for a few minutes, not wanting to break the cover of love that had settled over them. After a moment, Matthias propped himself up on one elbow to gazed down at her, grey-blue eyes melting into hers.
Adalia couldn’t believe this man was her husband. She reached up to cup his cheek, run her thumb over his bottom lip.
The last few months had brought a multitude of different highs and lows, but as she looked into the eyes of the prince, Adalia was more than grateful that it was him and her at the finish line.
Together here in Lucius . . . safe and incandescently happy.
“I love you . . . I love you . . . I love you. Never leave my side.”
If this is what she’d been without her entire lifetime, she would spend the rest of eternity with him making up for it.
Matthias sleepily smiled at her. “I loveyouand I’m forever yours, little dove.”
