Blasts of heat surged through her.
As she slid her hands down the smooth plane of his back, the fiery point of his arousal prodded the moist folds of her heated entrance. With a powerful thrust, he sank deep into her pulsating passage. Seren bucked with the impact.
He pumped fire into her. As he pressed harder, her moans came deeper, more desperate. Seren’s heart beat erratically. When she arched into him in a frenzy of need, he drove further into her throbbing center. As her body rocked to the rhythm of his thrust, she squeezed his cock, grinding it. She sucked in a quick breath as she moved against him, gyrating in slow, insistent circles. A deep, guttural moan rose from him as he plunged higher and deeper into her.
She clenched, whimpering and trembling in spasms. Her body stilled and her pounding pulse began to slow. She took a deep breath.
Gwydion eased out of her, still panting. “Seren…Seren …you make me so happy.” His lips curved into a wide smile as intimate as a kiss.
“I as well.” She pulled up and rolled over so she was positioned on top, her body covering his warm, bronze flesh. “Gwydion, I could lay with you like this forever happy.”
“Forever.” He reached up, twined his fingers in her hair and pulled her head down to his, then brushed his firm lips against hers. “You know the lore of wolves.”
“They mate for life.” She pressed her lips against his in a tender, tempting kiss.
His hot breath fanned her cheek as he rasped, “You know the lore of gods.”
“They are immortal.” Seren ran her tongue against the rim of his moist lips. “I am human though.”
Gwydion covered her mouth with his in a hungry demanding kiss. When he eased his lips off of hers he said on a sigh. “Magic. Your love for a god has changed your life cycle.”
“You mean forever as in evermore? We will be together always?”
“Yes.” Gwydion’s smile filled his face, and his voice rang out with enthusiasm. “I can’t wait for Samhain. I shall have Neithon hand-fast us on the morrow at the feast for the nine warriors.”
“In truth?” Seren leaned her head back and sat up. “I don’t think you asked me if I would hand-fast with you.” She crossed her arms over her bare breasts in a feigned protest.
“You are right.” Gwydion took her hand in his. “Seren, will you wed me?”
“I have to think about it.”
The knot at his throat bobbed.
“Well, you do have gorgeous eyes and full lips.“ She ran her finger slowly across his mouth. “A large, thick pleasure weapon and an even bigger heart.” She patted the left side of his chest where his heart beat. “Then, so be it. I will hand-fast with you.”
He embraced her and rolled over so he lay on top. “We must celebrate and I know just the way.”
Seren’s trill of giggles filled the air. “You want me again. That quick?”
“Always and forever,” he chortled as he thrust into her.
Every vein in her body tingled with near intolerable pleasure. A fire spread from her quivering core, through every cell and into her hammering heart. Seren and Gwydion experienced the sensation of liquid fire flowing and pouring into each other. There was nothing in all the realms but her and Gwydion, loving each other as they drifted in mindless, euphoric bliss.
About the Author:
When Cornelia Amiri was five years old, she saw a Walt Disney’s The Sword and the Stone and has been interested in Celtic history and mythology ever since. She has over a dozen published works including novels, articles, columns and short stories.
She lives in Houston, Texas with her family: a son, a granddaughter, and a cat.
More Books by Cornelia Amiri from Eternal Press:
A Fine Cauldron of Fish
Druid Bride
Queen of Kings
Coming Soon by Cornelia Amiri:
Peace Love Music (May 2011 from Eternal Press)
Also By Cornelia Amiri:
Druid Bride
by Cornelia Amiri
eBook ISBN: 9781615720897
Print ISBN: 9781615720903
Romance Historical Celtic
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