Early in the afternoon of Samhain, Silver woke in Hawk’s arms. Despite what they’d experienced the previous night, right this minute she felt safe and secure in his embrace.
She was facing him, her head tucked under his chin.
No matter that she was bone weary, she needed him in ways she couldn’t begin to understand. She needed to heal. To feel complete. To hang on to whatever comfort she could have.
She needed to feel him inside, outside, and every way she could have him.
The curtains were drawn, and only a slight yellow cast of sunlight peeked through the shades. Hawk and Silver were naked beneath the covers, their legs and arms intertwined. Renewed energy poured into her body. A magical lift radiated through her in wondrous sensations. Sensations she wanted to share with Hawk.
Silver kissed the curve of his neck. He smelled clean and masculine, of the lily-scented soap and his intoxicating scent that she’d become addicted to in such a short time.
Barely a week ago he’d first visited her world. How could she have come to need him so much in such a short amount of time?
She brushed her mouth over his Adam’s apple, the stubble rough beneath her lips. He stirred, shifted.
“You need rest,” he murmured in a sleep-roughened voice.
“I need you.’’ Silver flicked her tongue along his throat to his strong jaw, tasting the salt of his skin.
A rumbling groan of desire rose up within his chest. She pushed gently at his shoulder, guiding him onto his back. With his good hand at her waist, he took her with him and the sheet slipped from her shoulders, down to her buttocks, baring her, baring him.
She straddled his waist. Rocking slowly on top of Hawk, she enjoyed the feel of his lean hips between her thighs, and her moans mingled with his.
With a sigh of pleasure, she leaned forward. Her long, silken, clean hair drifted over her shoulders and across his chest.
She placed her forehead to his. “Love me, Hawk. Love me like we have forever.”
Silver took his mouth, claiming him as her own. While she continued to rock, she gently nipped at his lower lip and he responded with a low groan.
He slipped his tongue into her mouth and she took it within her, lightly sucking, tasting. His flavor was as intoxicating as his scent, and her head spun.
With a sigh of complete surrender to the emotions filling her, Silver tangled her tongue with his. Their lips met, their teeth nipped, and their tongues danced.
Hawk couldn’t get enough of Silver’s taste. “Hawk.” Her hair tumbled over her shoulder and caressed him as if it had a life of its own. “Please come inside me. I want you there.”
She rose onto her knees just enough to place the head at her entrance.
A fraction at a time, she eased down on him. Dear gods, she was sweet. He watched her in the dim light as she took him deep inside her and she moaned. She bit her kiss-swollen lower lip while she began to rock against him in slow, even strokes. A small gasp escaped her with every thrust. He traced the curve of one breast with his fingers and she shivered beneath his touch.
She arched her back, her breasts thrusting high, her chin tilted up and her eyes closed. Her hair floated over her shoulders, all the way down her back, to whisper across his thighs.
Hawk felt so heavenly inside her that tears gathered at the corners of Silver’s closed eyes. His possession was complete and total.
That twisting, spiraling sensation in her abdomen grew stronger and she felt it begin to swell throughout her body. She held back, waiting, waiting for Hawk. He thrust into her as she moved against him, their joining becoming harder, more needy.
Their eyes never wavered from each other. Silver moaned and sparks began to glitter around her. She couldn’t help the magic slipping from her.
“Come with me, a thaisce.” Hawk’s movement became more urgent. “I want you to come with me.”
Silver gasped as her orgasm burst through her. A rainbow glittered behind her eyes and then shimmered out of her, filling the room with her magic, reaching every corner, every space. The orgasm swelled within and without, and left her feeling so perfect, so complete.
Hawk released a shout as he pulsed within her channel. She continued to shudder as she rode him, rode him until he gripped her hip and rolled her onto her side.
Her mind spun with the suddenness of the move and the glitters around them spun, too. Gradually the sparkles faded as her orgasm slowed to small clenches in her channel. He moved so that his cast rested on her hip, their legs intertwined, much like they had been when she’d woken.
Still struggling to find the breath to speak, Silver caressed Hawk’s stubbled jaw with her fingertips. A sensation swept over her from head to toe and she knew it was going to be so hard to let this man go.
Hawk tucked Silver tighter to his chest, and she breathed deeply of him, imprinting his scent and the feel of him into her memory.
A deep shuddering sigh racked Silver’s body. Why did it feel as if her heart were being ripped into tiny pieces?