Shattered by the Sea Lord - Starla Night Page 0,49
me, even the imperfect me. I’m not ready to believe in forever, but I am ready to try. So if you can wait while I figure this out, I will do my very best to become your queen.”
He cupped her cheek. Emotion tightened his jaw. He vibrated for her. “I will.”
Heat seeped into her crevices and throbbed with the pleasure she’d just received, readying her for even more.
Because she wanted to spend tonight with this warrior.
And tomorrow, and the night after that.
And then they’d just see.
“Make me believe in us.” She snugged him close. “Claim me as your bride.”
Chapter Eighteen
Make me believe.
Ciran had tried to convince her from their first meeting.
Only she could believe.
But he would give her all the reasons he could.
And then he just had to hope his devotion carried her the rest of the way.
He bent his head to chase her lips. “You are powerful, Dannika.”
She returned his kiss with a sweet push-pull and twirled her hand around his cock. “I want to carry your child. I want us to make a life together.”
“And you will forgo MerMatch and live in Atlantis?”
She squeezed his cock. “Don’t push your luck.”
“But I have a duty to my king, so we must—”
She pulled him in tighter, silencing his vibrations with her hug, entwining him like a strangling vine and rubbed her soft, sensual female curves against his hardest places. “Reason later. Love me now.”
Very well.
He wedged his hand against her hip to stroke her delicate feminine core.
But she pulled him in tighter, melting against him with more compliance, and ensnared his torso with her legs. His cock bobbed between her thighs. She fitted his sensitive head to her channel and tightened her legs around his buttocks, pressing him in.
His cock buried deep in her channel connecting their bodies for all time.
Dannika’s chest glowed.
He shuddered. His very soul throbbed.
She was his bride. They belonged together.
Forever.
Dannika’s hands tightened on his shoulders. “Never leave me.”
He kissed her taut brow. For the worthy soul mate who had once been forced from her arms. For the uncertain future that made this promise impossible to keep, but which he made anyway because it was what she needed to heal. “Never.”
She squeezed him inside so tight. He was gripped by her, and he only wanted more.
He slid out.
She entangled their legs to stop him from leaving her.
He surged, filling her more completely, grinding against her sensitive button.
She moaned. “Ciran, yes.”
Her cry caged him, cornered him, drove him. He chased her moans, thrusting again and again, bucking and clashing in a battle for who could give the other the most pleasure. She broke for him, shining in the water as her body trembled, sobbing his name.
Her second release made his groin spasm.
He prevented his own with iron control.
Because he would not let her past dictate her future.
He would not let one shining pleasure be enough. Dannika was too selfless, too generous. She must know that he would never give up on her. He worked his cock in deeper, faster, chasing the hot pleasure erupting within her so she cried harder. Each cry was stronger and more beautiful as the light filled her.
He would make her believe in him. Make her trust in their connection by strengthening it beyond the bounds of human and mer, bride and warrior.
Her inner light glistened. Around them, other light danced. Her powers throbbed. Dannika was a queen. The power was all inside her. She just needed to unlock it.
And he would be her key.
She bucked with release, arching and twirling them slowly as sparkles shuddered through her body, melding their spirits and turning their bodies to liquid.
And then she looked him in the eye and dug her fingernails into his back. “Come with me.”
He erupted, burying his seed deep within her womb.
She shuddered, glowing with a third release.
Somewhere across the infinite sea, but so distinct it almost felt like it was in this very lagoon, he heard the chime of a Life Tree.
Odd.
Dannika curled around him.
He tucked her close, floating with her in the quiet lagoon.
She splayed a hand over his pectoral. “I hope I can show my queen powers tomorrow.”
“You will.”
She snuggled close, and her soul glowed. “I hope the others can make their own powers, too. We’ll be unstoppable.”
“You, alone, can stop an army.”
“Oh, no, I…” Her soul dimmed and she wiggled in his arms awkwardly. “I couldn’t stop a whole army. Not alone.”
“Trust in your power, Dannika.”
She laughed without mirth and wiggled again. “I’m trusting in you, Ciran. And I