Free elemental 03 - whitecap by Larissa Ladd Page B

consumed her. Aiden climbed back into bed with her, pinning her against the mattress and bringing his lips down on hers. Aira arched into him, nipping at his bottom lip as their kiss deepened. The feeling of Aiden’s body, even with clothes between them, was intoxicating. Aira ran her hands over Aiden’s back and shoulders, surveying the planes and ridges, her body tensing with rising passion as they began to move against each other, caressing and teasing, exploring. Aira squirmed and writhed as Aiden slowly slid her nightgown up, exposing her body inch by inch. 
    Aira forced his shirt over his head, barely breaking away from the kiss long enough to remove it. She threw it, not caring in the slightest where it landed. Music swirled around them. Aira shivered as Aiden brought her nightgown over her head, lifting her slightly to tug it free. It disappeared and Aira whimpered Aiden’s lips moved from her mouth to her neck, his stubble rasping against her sensitive skin, adding a stark contrast to the softer, hot sensation of his mouth. His energy continued to flow into her, a constant rush of heat and electricity—she opened her mind and flowed into his, gasping at his response. The heat intensified, and Aira momentarily thought she smelled smoke, but dismissed the concern. 
    Aiden’s hands swept along the curves of her body, cupping her breasts, teasing her and tickling against her waist, brushing her hip, putting Aira in an agony of suspense. Her lips found the column of his throat, kissing and licking, nipping as her hands worked down along his body to find the fly of his jeans. She was moving on automatic, the intensity of her lust blotting out all ability to think, driving out anything but the desire to feel Aiden’s body against her, inside of her. She somehow tugged his pants down over his hips and moments later—bare heartbeats—she felt the unmitigated heat of his skin pressing against hers. Aiden moaned as she nipped sharply at the base of his throat before bringing her lips back to his, her hands testing and touching, her body thrumming and buzzing with the energy flowing through it. 
    “God, Aira,” Aiden said, gasping as he rocked his hips up into hers. “God, you feel so good…” he slipped his arms underneath her, holding himself up and balancing as he began to thrust against her, not penetrating—teasing her with his hardness. Aira whimpered, pushing her hips against his, twisting and writhing, needing more contact, her whole body wracked with need. Aiden looked down at her, his bright eyes blazing, full of arousal Aira understood only too well. “Tell me you want me, Aira,” he said, thrusting more firmly against her—so close, but a million miles away from giving her the satisfaction she wanted.
    “I want you, Aiden,” Aira replied, pulling his face down to kiss him hungrily. She probed his mouth with her tongue, intent on tasting him as fully as possible, ravenous and needy. Aira exhaled with a moan as Aiden finally thrust into her, pushing past her barriers slowly as she forced her body to relax and take him in. Her legs wrapped instinctively around his waist, breathless from the energy passing between them; she had never felt it this intensely before in her life—not even with Alex, when she had been at the peak of her air-aligned energy. Aira felt as if she might incandesce at any moment—as if she might spontaneously combust from the heat and electricity she felt rushing into her body.
    They began to move together, slowly at first, falling into a rhythm with the music and an instinctive tidal motion neither of them had to adjust to. Aira cried out, moaned, gasped, as Aiden penetrated her more and more deeply, his body pressing against hers. Sweat built and mingled between them, their limbs tangled together, their hands and mouths exploring everywhere within reach. The smell of smoke intensified, accompanied by ozone, and Aira found it oddly erotic, the sense of danger making her