Page 26 of The Harlequin


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Below the surface, my pants are soaked and clinging to my skin. There is no way I’ll be able to pull them down over my hips, and the thought that I can’t enter him right now makes me cry out with frustration.

Eldrion’s eyes flash again. He knows what I want.

He dips his arms below the surface and finds the catch on my waist. He unfastens it. His shoulders ripple. He holds my gaze as he pulls, forcing the water to bend to his bidding through pure brute strength.

It occurs to me that I could help him. I have water magic; Kayan’s magic. But watching him do it this way, and feeling his strength without his power is sending waves of arousal through my entire body.

When my pants are gone, he pushes his own down over his hips, grabs me, and enters me without hesitation.

My legs tighten around him, gripping him with my thighs.

His warmth merges with the coolness of the water, deep inside me, making me grab onto him and tip my head back.

As his lips trail down my throat, I whimper and pull him closer. I need him deeper, fuller, faster.

And he knows it.

He fucks me the way I need to be fucked.

Hands, and teeth, and lips, and skin, and water slapping between us.

He teases my breasts, alternating between softness and hardness. Each time he draws gasps of pain from my lips, he smirks. And it makes me want to throttle him and fuck him harder at the same time.

His hand moves to my throat. His fingers tease me, threatening to close around my neck, but then dropping down to the small of my back to hold me against him.

When he next returns his mouth to my breasts, I know I’m going to come.

I whisper to him and, in that moment, a flicker of tenderness flashes through in his touch. He meets my eyes and nods at me. “You can do it, Alana. Let it all go.”

I hold the sides of his face, staring into his eyes as the pleasure builds.

He bites his lower lip. He wants to come, too. He needs to come, but he’s waiting. He wants me to tip over the edge.

When my body finally does implode on itself, fireworks shaking my thighs and skittering down my spine, Eldrion lets go, too. I feel him swell and release inside me, and it intensifies my pleasure even without me having to reach out and search for it.

I am panting, clinging on to him, soaking wet and starting to shiver, when I see a blue shimmering light on the shore. It moves quickly, but I know what it is.

Kayan. He was watching.

And he saw me fucking the man who killed him.

Eldrion attempts to carry me to the shore, but I push him away. I unfurl my legs from around his waist and stride awkwardly through the water towards solid ground.

When I reach the beach, I’m already pulling my completely sodden pants up to my waist. I hold on to them tightly, and exhale slowly, sending the water particles merging and trickling back into the lake, leaving my clothes dry.

As Eldrion steps up beside me, he raises an eyebrow as if he thinks I might do the same for him.

I will not.

I am searching for Kayan, scanning the trees for the blue light that told me he’d seen the most despicable betrayal.

I thought he had gone, that I would never see him again. So, to know he came back for me and was greeted by the sight of me and Eldrion – the man who ended his life – is almost too much to bear.

Perhaps Maura was right about me.

Perhaps it really would be better for everyone if I wasn’t here anymore.

I try to breathe out slowly, focus on anything but the tingle that still rests between my thighs, and the way Eldrion felt inside me, and the sounds he made as he fucked me.

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