Shadows of Discovery by Brenda K. Davies

Chapter Forty-Two

Once more growing arousedby her kiss, Cole pulled away before he lost himself to her. “Come with me,” he said.

Taking her hand, he led her out of the room and into the main hallway. Her hand was the perfect fit in his, and as his thumb stroked her silken skin, his cock swelled.

He needed to touch her and taste her. He had to be inside her as he listened to her sounds of ecstasy while she moved against him.

Walking became more difficult, and before they made it to the stairs, he drew her into the shadows, turned her into the wall, and threaded his fingers through her hair. When her head tipped back, her lips parted, and she gazed breathlessly up at him.

She was a beautiful temptation he could no more resist than the tides on earth could resist the moon. Bending, he kissed her as he pinned her against the wall.

When his tongue claimed her mouth, the taste of her seared itself onto him. That sweet taste burned away the lingering fire and sand still clinging to his tastebuds. It pushed the memory of the trials from his mind as she became the only thing he could sense and feel.

He settled his other hand on her hip and slid it around to slip it under her shirt. He rested his palm against the small of her back; her breath caught when his erection pressed into her belly.

Sliding his hand up her back, he slid it around to brush against the bottom of her lacy bra. Normally, she wore simple undergarments.

He craved seeing and touching more of her, but though they were alone, he wouldn’t take her in this hallway. Not when there was a chance someone might come across them.

Retracting his hand from her shirt, he kept the other firmly on her hip as he stretched a hand to his right. His finger fumbled over the door before seizing the handle. He twisted the knob and pushed the door open. Lifting her, he carried her into the room and kicked the door shut behind them.

Setting her down, he released her to lock the door. When he turned back, the spectacle of a dozen moons shining back at him froze his hand in the air between them.

As he gazed at those moons reflecting all around them, he realized what room he’d entered. He smiled, and excitement thundered through his veins at all the delicious possibilities. He couldn’t have planned this more perfectly if he’d tried.

He couldn’t recall the last time he entered this room; it had to have been hundreds of years ago. Until tonight, he’d forgotten about its existence.

He would never forget again as he planned to use it to watch as he teased her until she climaxed. And he would drink in her reaction to everything he did in all the mirrors lining the walls.

Through the skylights in the ceiling, two of the four moons of the Gloaming, Orius and Carpton, hung heavily in the sky. They were the source of the moons reflecting all around him.

“What is this place?” Lexi whispered as she stepped away from him.

“A dance studio a past king built for his wife,” Cole said.

Resting his hands on her hips, he pulled her a step closer as she gazed at the mirrors in awe. The multiple reflections of the moons made the room nearly as bright as day. Their silvery glow shone in her hair and eyes as her attention returned to him.

“It’s beautiful,” she murmured.

“Yes,” he said, but he wasn’t talking about the room.

When she ducked her head, a slight blush colored her cheeks before she glanced at him from under the thick fringe of her sweeping, black lashes. Moving his hands up her sides, his fingers grazed her as he lifted her black shirt.

Lexi’s arms rose, and he tugged the shirt over her head before tossing it aside. His mouth watered when he caught sight of her red, lacy bra.

He traced the sexy pattern that revealed hints of her creamy skin through the delicate material. “Is this new?”

“It is,” she confirmed. “I bought it from a witch in the marketplace.”

“And what were you thinking about when you bought it?”

“You.”

He smiled as his hands fell to the button of her jeans. “And what were you thinking about me?”

“That I hoped you’d like it. So, do you?”

“Oh, I do. And what do you have under here?” He gave the waistband of her jeans a small tug.

“You’re going to have to take them off to find out.”

The sexy smile she gave him caused his already hardened dick to swell further. He loved her growing confidence around him and found it sexy as hell.

“I guess I will,” he said.

He reclaimed her mouth and nipped at her lip as he slid the button on her jeans free. She kicked off her sneakers as he tugged the jeans down her hips.

Breaking the kiss, he leaned back and smiled when he discovered her lacy red underwear matched the bra. He knelt before her and pulled her jeans down over her feet. He tossed aside her socks and clasped her thighs as he drank in the enticing curves of her slender body.

It took everything he had to resist the water during the trials, but he could never resist her.

“You are the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen,” he said. “I could stare at you for hours.”

Sliding his other hand up the inside of her thigh, he nudged her legs further apart before his fingers slipped inside her underwear. She trembled as she rested her hands on his shoulders.

He spread her wetness with his fingers before leisurely teasing her clit. He relished the familiar way her body reacted to his touch.

She was made for him; he did not doubt it. She was his, he was hers, and he would possess her in every way possible.

The lycan prowled beneath the surface as it sought to claim its mate while the ravenous dark fae part of him clamored to be sated. He teased her until her hips swayed into his touch and her head fell back.

Her auburn hair grazed the tips of his fingers as her breath came faster. Everything inside him demanded he take her, but he couldn’t stop watching as she rode his hand. Her nipples stood against the lace as her fingers dug into his shoulders.

Then, with a cry that rebounded off the mirrors, she came. He pulled his hand slowly away from her. Claws extended from the tips of his fingers, and he sliced her underwear. It fell to the floor in a whisper of cloth before he clasped her ass with his hands and drew her close.

The muscles of her sheath were still contracting from her orgasm when he placed his mouth against her. She tasted as good as she smelled, and though she’d been coming down from her climax, he pushed her back over the edge as he greedily fucked her with his tongue.

The tremors from her second orgasm were still shaking her when he rose. Unable to resist her any longer, he yanked off his shirt before kicking aside his boots.

He undressed faster than he ever had in his life. Despite his growing need to be inside her, when she reached for him, he grasped her hands and turned her around.

He unclasped the bra and tossed it aside before guiding her toward the mirrors. At the wall of glass, he placed her hands on the bar lining the mirrors as he stepped behind her.

In the glass, her eyes were a deeper, more vibrant shade of green when they met his.