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He retreated, slowly, so slowly, it was agony. I looked down again, watching as he repeated the motion. He withdrew with torturous patience, only to steadily fill me again. I moaned. Trying to move my hips and take him faster. But he had my knees pinned, and he took his time filling me and retreating, ramping up my need for release to an unbearable point.
“Don’t move, baby.” He sounded strained, and I knew he was drawing this out and feeling as much agony as I was. “I love watching you like this.” He pulled out slowly before sliding back in, and all my muscles clenched with the need to build and release. “Look how wet you are for me. It’s dripping on my cock.”
The sound I made in response was unintelligible gibberish, and I closed my eyes, loving and hating the aching slickness of his withdrawal and lazy plunge into my pulsing center.
“God, you’re gorgeous,” he said breathlessly. “Fucking perfect.” He inched into me, pulsing and pulling out in little movements that made my vision go red.
“Please, Kael,” I pleaded, hitting the back of my head against the mirror once. “Please.”
He huffed out a laugh before slamming into me hard. I gasped, reaching forward and pulling him to me. He released my knees then, and I curled around him, locking my legs around his lean hips and fusing our bodies together like they’d always meant to be that way. And then he was moving, and my hips met him thrust for thrust, urging him deeper each time, until I felt sore and wound up so tight, I feared the aftermath of the detonation to come.
Kael pressed my forehead to his shoulder, purposefully keeping my bruised cheekbones away from the jarring impact, and I nearly cried again. He was everything. Everywhere. He was in every cell of my being, and his tenderness in defiance of all his hard edges would undo me.
The way his rough, hard thrusts were pinching and rubbing against my clit, the way he hit that cluster of nerves just inside my pussy, it struck like a match against asphalt. I finally lit on fire then, a chemical reaction of love and lust and aching need that flared to life and exploded in sweet, clenching relief. Kael chased my orgasm hard and fast, his body slick with perspiration. As I pulsed and fell down from a dizzying height, he pumped his release into me before pressing me firmly to his chiseled body.
I clung to him, breathing hard and shaking. I wasn’t sure if it was the strain of the position or the lingering adrenaline in my system, but I suddenly felt like I might rattle to pieces. I was a jerky freight train, trembling with loosened nuts and bolts that threatened to give way any moment.
Kael felt the change in my body, and without hesitation, he adjusted us so he could withdraw from inside of me and pull his briefs over himself. “Hey sweetie, take a breath. You’re okay.” He picked me up from the counter before sitting us down on the hexagon-shaped porcelain tiles. “Breathe, Mattie.”
I sucked in a breath that sounded oddly tortured. The pretty, gray bathroom fixtures blurred, and I gasped out, “What?”
“Your body is catching up. It’s alright. Just breathe.”
I shuddered out a harsh breath, trying to sit up. “Your bruises.”
“Just relax,” he soothed, pressing me back down to sit sideways in his lap with my sore temple against his chest. He rubbed my legs with his right hand and supported my back with his left. “You’re safe, but your body doesn’t know that yet.”
“I kn-know I’m safe,” I grated out in frustration. “Fuck this.”
He chuckled ruefully. “You’ll have to ride it out, I’m afraid. I’m sorry—I shouldn’t have—I should have known that much exertion—” For once, he fumbled over his words, rubbing his mouth. “Sex was a bad idea,” he muttered finally.
I swallowed tears, hating them. “It was not. I needed it.”
“What you need is a week of rest and several years of therapy. But I guess dick is a close second.”
I laughed thickly. “I needed to be with you, Kael. I think it just… brought down my defenses.” I clacked my shivering teeth together. “M-maybe that’s a good thing.”
He nodded, his rough chin rubbing against the top of my head. “Maybe.”
Eventually, my shivering subsided, and Kael turned on the shower. He maneuvered us both into it, soaping me up and tenderly washing every inch of me, despite wincing with every movement in the cramped space. I did the same for him, marveling at the watercolor splashes of blue, purple, red, and dark black along his torso. I’d be crying like a baby if I had injuries like that.
We dried off, and like he’d promised, Kael found me one of his black T-shirts. I wasn’t a short pixie girl who could get away with having a T-shirt cover me to my thighs, but I didn’t figure Kael cared if I flashed him now and then. His heated eyes on my body told me he definitely didn’t.
I came to stand between his legs as he sat on a couch near the back of the plane, and the urge to lie down and sink back into sleep suddenly overtook me. Kael noticed, his hands settling on my hips and kneading them in circles. “We’ve got an hour and a half or so before we land.”
I nodded. “I’ll be glad to be…” I paused, not sure what I was going to say. Home?
Kael’s pale blue eyes searched me, and his hold on my hips tightened. “I’m sorry I can’t take you ‘home,’ wherever that might be.”
I rested my left hand on his shoulder, bringing the right up to drift through his damp hair. “Will I be with you?”
A dangerous hardness flashed in his eyes. “You’d better be.”
Smiling faintly, I pushed him back against the couch and crawled onto his lap so I straddled him. I didn’t fight the rush of affection that stole my breath and settled lightly over my heart. I didn’t question how fast it had happened. I didn’t begrudge the violence that had brought us together. I relished in the brand-new knowledge that had found its way to my soul just as suddenly as Kael himself had.
I didn’t need a place to belong.
I didn’t need a building or a property that signaled I had made it “home.”
