split second before he pulled out and slammed the full length of his shaft back into me.
"Oh, fuck..." I breathed.
Sorrell chuckled but didn't say a word as he began his ride. He fucked into me, thrusting his cock back and forth into my pussy. Sometimes, he would move slowly, dragging it out and then inching it back into me in what felt like long increments. And then, he would fuck faster—driving my body forward until he was fucking me against the headboard with my breasts against my bound hands and his hands gripping my hips, using them as holds by which he could push me away and pull me back onto his cock.
He felt hot, almost as if he were on fire. His skin seemed to radiate the heat. Magic? I wondered. That was right—he needed this. The sex. The intimacy. He’d been denying himself, but now I could feel the surge of my magical energy replenishing itself. I wondered if he, too, could feel his.
I moaned and whimpered. Animal like sounds left my lips and I had no control. No. None of it was mine. All of the control belonged to him and he used it to drive me up and over the edge. When my orgasm hit me, I threw my head back and screamed as the pleasure slammed into me.
In the distance of my mind, I recognized that I wasn't the only one that had reached the peak. Sorrell's hands grew rougher against my sides. His head dipped down to kiss the space between my throat and shoulder and he groaned into my flesh as he released himself inside of me.
When the two of us came down from the high, I found myself clinging to the headboard for dear life. Panting. Soaked. Shaking.
"Let me help you," Sorrell rasped, reaching around me to quickly untie my bindings. I slumped over onto the mattress, exhausted and completely spent.
"I think you killed me," I said. "Roan and Orion are going to be pissed."
Sorrell paused as he got off of the bed, holding the remains of my nightgown and ties in his grasp. After a moment, he kept moving. "You think so?" he inquired. I could tell that he was forcing himself to appear unconcerned. His tone was light, but the stiffness of his shoulders suggested otherwise—especially after what we'd just experienced.
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure they wouldn't like it if I died," I replied.
Sorrell moved to a bowl in the corner of the chamber and filled it with water. Using the scraps of fabric torn from my dress he dipped it into the water and cleaned himself before using another to come over to me and do the same for me. My face flamed and grew heated as he spread my thighs and wiped along my core.
"You're not dead." He sighed.
"You tried though," I said. "You tried to kill me with sex."
The look he gave me when he straightened and tossed the rags to the side and climbed into bed with me was unamused. I pushed against his chest and smiled up at him. "What's wrong?" I demanded.
He looked down at me for a moment before rolling to the side. Sorrell, for all of his intelligence, was a warrior in body. He weighed a ton, and as such, the mattress sank under his superior weight and I was unintentionally rolled towards him. Once I was against his side though, he didn't seem inclined to push me away. Instead, an arm came around me and I was cuddled up to him in less than a heartbeat.
I liked this new version of Sorrell. Oh, he was still commanding. Constantly in control. This was the lover in him. The man who felt emotion and stopped hiding behind it but only in front of people he truly trusted. I was now one of those people and I'd never felt more honored.
My fingertips stroked against his chest. "Sorrell?" I prompted.
"Hmmmm?" He hummed in the back of his throat, sounding distracted.
"You're thinking of something," I said. "What is it?"
His jaw tightened and then slowly released after a moment. "Roan and Orion—they will return soon," he said.
"Are you worried they won't like this?" I asked, meaning us—what had happened between us tonight.
His lips pursed. "I'm not sure." His brows drew down low over his eyes as he seemed to contemplate something. "Roan said something not too long ago..."
"About me?" I asked.
"Yes, about you," he answered before looking at me. "I don't think they'll be upset."