Falcon smiled, lifted one hand to silence him. “I know.”
* * * * *
Tess met Jaxon at the bedroom door and embraced him. He clung tightly to her, burying his face in the intoxicating scent of her hair. His shoulders shook with unrestrained emotion and she just held him. He was grateful she didn’t speak, didn’t ask him to explain what he was feeling inside. He couldn’t explain it to himself, let alone someone else. He’d just said goodbye to the one man in his life who understood him. And now he was facing life at the top without a net.
“You’re not alone,” she whispered, stroking his back, his shoulders, letting him feel her assurance.
His arms tightened, secured her against his body. “I’m trying to remember that.” The dizzying scent of her skin cocooned him, reminding him of what he held in his arms. Could he love her any more than at this moment?
She melted into him, pressing her breasts against his chest. “You love him. It’s hard to let him go.”
He kissed her hair, her cheek, before drifting down to her lips. “It means a lot to me that you understand.”
She touched his cheek, ran her thumb along his lower lip. “I understand you so well I amaze myself.” She caught hold of his arm and guided him toward the window. “Will you really help Braeden?”
He laughed a little, momentarily distracted by the sway of her hips as she moved across the floor. “I don’t imagine I’ll have much of a choice. He is still one of us.” He bumped her shoulder with his and her fragrance embraced him once more. He’d grown hard the moment he’d touched her but now his cock ached.
She pressed a kiss against the silkiness of the robe covering his biceps. “But you’ll help him because you love him. I never thought for one moment you really intended to ban him from the Assembly.”
He melted beneath her warm gaze. “Oh yeah? Why not?” He couldn’t remember another time before Tess when one look had the power to move him. She touched him, knew him and had successfully wrapped a powerful wizard around her little finger. He wouldn’t tell her that. Her power over him was strong enough. There was no need to pass along any more ammunition.
“Because I know you. I know that while you feel justified in your anger against Braeden, you’re starting to understand the reasons behind his actions. I know you’ll never understand his relationship with Athena but we don’t choose who we fall in love with, do we? I mean, would you have chosen to fall in love with me?”
Turning, he moved her fully into his embrace, wanting her to feel his erection. “I did choose to fall in love with you.”
Tess’ eyes widened with approval as she laid her hand over his heart. “We don’t choose who we fall in love with, Jaxon. That’s why it’s called falling.” She shifted her leg, brushing her thigh over his cock, letting him know she was fully aware of his arousal.
Jaxon’s eyes narrowed as her leg moved back and forth, simulating a stroke. Lungs constricting, he strove for a calm tone. He doubted he succeeded. “That’s assuming I actually fell.”
Her leg stopped moving. “What are you talking about?”
He brushed the worry lines off her forehead. “I knew exactly what I was doing. There was no falling. I was walking. I knew the moment you climbed up onto that stage I would love you and that you would be mine.”
She slipped her hand down to cup him through the thin fabric. “Is that why you came on so strong?”
His eyelids drifted shut. “I wasn’t aware I came on strong.” She’d begun to massage him with just enough pressure to send electrical shocks up his spine.
“My mistake. I guess that’s your ordinary manner.” Tess laughed in a sinfully sexy way.
He captured her wrist, stilling its motion. “Do you remember that night we walked along the beach outside your house?”
The memories returned, as welcome as a warm summer rain. She smiled, her body tingling as the scent of sand tickled her nostrils. “Nice touch, but how could I forget it? You scared me but beyond that, you intrigued me. I wanted to know more about you. I wanted to know everything.”
“And now you do.” His fingers released the top button of her cotton shirt, exposing the barest hint of lace. Not enough. Another button popped free.
“I think you might still have a few secrets you’re not so willing to share.” Tess chuckled and brushed his hands aside, her smile broadening at Jaxon’s frown. Apparently he’d tired of the conversation and was ready to move on to much more pleasant alternatives. “Do you know what I want to do?”
“No, but if it’s the same thing I want to do, I’m going to be a very happy man.”
Feeling mischievous, Tess shook her head. “I’ll please the man in you later. For now I want to please the wizard in me.”
His grin was rakish. “I believe that was my intention but I can be flexible. What did you have in mind?”
She snatched his hand. “I want to find out what I can do.” With a wave of her hand, their clothes fell away. Jaxon looked at her with one eyebrow lifted.
“I can do that!” She laughed and spun around the room.
“Tess, you can do anything and now that you’ve taken the initiative, I want to find out what I can do.” The husky tone of his voice made Tess’ smile widen.
“Jaxon, you can do anything.”
In one quick movement, he lifted her and carried her to the bed. Placing her against the mattress, he stood back to look at her. “You’re beautiful.”
She chuckled when he covered her body with his. “And you’re prejudiced. I hate to be the one to tell you this but I don’t have any more uncharted territory.”
His hand slid along her thigh, his fingers dancing against her skin, brushing over her tingling pussy. She jumped, sighed a little. “I wouldn’t be too sure about that.” His thumb pressed into her clit, massaging her, knowing the right way to touch her, hold her, kiss her. And he could never get enough of her.
Her body melted into the mattress. “Are you ever wrong?”
“I try not to make a habit of it.” The weight of his body pinned her beneath him. “But I’m sure if that time ever comes, you’ll be there to point it out.”
She grinned up at him. “I try to keep you on your toes.”
“I’d prefer a more horizontal position.”
Her legs rubbed against his. “Thank you.”
He pushed himself up on his elbows. “For what?”
“For walking through a hurricane to save my life. For bringing me here. For falling in love with me. Or walking. For everything.”
Jaxon stared at her for a long, silent moment, his heart slowing to a thud. Finally. The love she felt for him had given way to a complete acceptance of whom and what he was. Of his life. Of their life together. She was his. Forever. Completely. “I saved you for selfish reasons, you know.”
She hid her face in his shoulder, touched her lips to his heated skin. “And I’m so glad you did.”
“In that case,” his voice was thick in his throat, “you’re very welcome.” He shifted, the heaviness of his erection pressing against her thigh. Need slammed into him, rocked him.
Lowering his body, he kissed her knee, the smooth expanse of her thigh, the heat of his breath hovering mere millimeters away from her damp pussy. She didn’t know what to do with her hands so she clenched them at her sides.
His knuckles brushed over her mound. She could come any minute. Just by his touch. She squirmed atop the mattress. Was this the way it would be for eternity? Would the feelings between them remain just as strong?
The lick startled her, making her lift her back off the bed. He’d barely touched her, just a simple flick of his tongue. “I love the way you smell.” The words sent a rush of heat straight to her core.
“Jaxon,” she groaned, desperately needing to feel his tongue against her again.
Restarting with long, slow strokes of his tongue up the inside of her thigh, he spent an inordinate amount of time just tracing her skin, leaving wet, heated patches. Her body started b
urning under his touch and she squirmed, unable to control herself any longer.
Like an expert painter, Jaxon used his tongue to caress the sensitive flesh beneath her navel, leaving no nerve ending untouched. Tess held her breath, waiting for his next move, already feeling the perfection.
Once he’d completely bathed her skin, the sensual invasion began. His long tongue slipped between her swollen lips, lightly tickling until she pushed her hips against his face. She wanted more of him and he would give it to her. With just the tiniest flick of his tongue, he touched her clit and hundreds of sensations skated down her spine.
His teeth nibbled at that pleasure bud with enough pressure to make her hands fist at her sides. Then he pursed his lips and suckled while his tongue rubbed back and forth across her nubbin. The pressure mounted as he moved back and forth along the slick valley created by her cream.
Tess moaned and thrashed atop the bed. His tongue went deep, pushing into her until she could feel it in her womb. He began a circling motion, leaving no spot inside her channel without caress. His hands cupped her ass to lift her closer. He growled, indicating his own pleasure as he moved his tongue in and out of her moist gate, mimicking a slow, leisurely fuck.
She thrust her hips upward, giving him better access. He captured her clit again, raking his tongue back and forth, up and down, with more pressure at every stroke. The suckling, nibbling and licking was so powerful she could barely breathe.
Then, with a move so sudden Tess swore it didn’t happen, he rolled, lying on his back. He lifted her as if she weighed little more than a china doll, allowing her knees to straddle each side of his face.
Now the ride was in her hands. He’d given her control, or at least the appearance of it. She set the pace, sliding back and forth over his tongue while he sucked every ounce of juice from between her thighs. His thumbs parted the lips of her pussy, thrusting her clit forward. Tess cried aloud as the strokes intensified. She rocked her hips, praying for release, sensing it building, spiraling out from the bottom of her stomach.
Her muscles clenched and he stroked her ass, running his fingers all across her flesh while his tongue seared her. One more suck, one more nibble. More gentle licks, enough to tantalize, to tease.
Then she exploded.
She forgot to breathe, just as she did each time he touched her. The world around her stopped and all that mattered was how he loved her and worshipped her body.
She lost count of the number of times she came before Jaxon switched their positions and got to his knees. He pushed her back against the stack of pillows and yanked her lower on the bed. “I need to be inside you.” He held his cock in one hand, the swollen veins turning the head to a light purple.
Tess sucked her finger into her mouth and then lowered it to the head of his shaft, lightly circling the tip. He made an animalistic growl in the back of his throat that only encouraged her. She crooked her finger and motioned him forward. His eyes glittering, he obeyed the command.
With heavy lids, she peeked up at him. “I think it’s only fair that I have a taste now.” She didn’t give him a chance to respond before she took him in her mouth. The muscles in his thighs jumped and he fisted his hands in her hair.
Stroking him with infinite care, Tess drove him to the edge of reason. Her short, manicured nails massaged his balls while her mouth worked up and down his cock. She heard his moans, his pleas, before finally he pulled back, releasing his cock from the pleasure of her mouth. He slid back down her body and for a long moment their gazes met, held. Energy sparked and snapped, audible and vibrant.
Her hands gripping his ass cheeks, Tess leaned up and captured his lips, nibbling and sucking the wet flesh. Her thighs fell open in blatant invitation, allowing the head of his cock to probe the slick lips of her pussy and when he pushed deep inside her, their sighs blended in unison.
“Ah God. Have I told you how perfect you are?”
“Talk later. Fuck me now,” she commanded.
His hips moved and he pounded into her with a ferocity that was both delirious and frightening.
“Come for me, Tess. I want to hear you scream my name as your pussy clenches around my cock.”
The erotic words stoked a fire within her and her breathing became labored. “I’m close.”
He dipped his hand between their bodies and found her clit with two fingers. As he rolled the tiny nub between calluses, she bucked beneath him. “Oh God, oh God,” she cried.
“Yes, that’s it,” he soothed, bumping his forehead against hers.
She clenched the tight muscles of her sheath, holding him as the spasms began. Warm, delicious waves of release swept over her and she moaned low and long, burying her face in his neck, tasting the salty texture of his skin.
His fingers dug deep into the flesh of her hips and his body went rigid. She contracted her muscles again and Jaxon stiffened before her name burst from his lips.
She kissed his shoulder, his chest before whispering, “I love you.”
He paused, a fraction of a second. “I love you.” And as he moved again, taking their joined bodies into the air, the magic began. Magic that would last for an eternity.
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