Chapter 423: Chapter 423: I like the way you think
The marks would fade within days, supernatural healing taking care of the visible evidence. But Silas knew the emotional evidence would remain. The memory of claiming her, of having her completely, of experiencing the depth of connection they shared.
His cock was already hardening just from looking at her, from being this close to her, from the simple reality of her presence in his bed.
Silas reached out slowly and traced a finger down the curve of her shoulder. The touch was light enough not to wake her, just enough to feel her skin, to remind himself that she was real.
Eve stirred slightly, her breathing changing as consciousness began to return. Her eyes fluttered open gradually, and for a moment she seemed confused, still caught between sleep and waking.
Then her eyes focused on him, and a slow smile spread across her face.
"Good morning," she said, her voice rough with sleep.
"Good morning," Silas replied. "I didn’t mean to wake you."
"I don’t mind," Eve said, stretching luxuriously. The movement caused the sheets to slip further, exposing more of her body to his gaze. "What time is it?"
"Early," Silas said. "The pack’s still sleeping."
Eve’s smile turned knowing. "Are you thinking what I’m thinking?"
"Depends what you’re thinking," Silas said, though his hardening cock probably gave away his intentions clearly enough.
Eve pushed the sheets away completely and rolled toward him, her body pressing against his. "I’m thinking that we have time. Private time. Before everyone wakes up and the day gets complicated."
"I like the way you think," Silas said.
He reached for her slowly, his hand finding her hip. The touch was gentle, not rushed. They had time. There was no urgency, no pack business demanding attention, no Court crisis that needed immediate resolution.
Just them. And the morning. And the simple pleasure of being close to each other.
Silas leaned down and kissed her...slow and deep, his mouth taking its time exploring hers. Her hands came up to find his chest, stroking across the muscle there, feeling his heartbeat beneath her palms.
When he pulled back, Eve’s eyes were still closed, her expression peaceful and content.
"I want to take my time with you," Silas said softly. "Want to take this slow. No rushing."
"Then take your time," Eve said, opening her eyes to meet his. "I’m not going anywhere."
Silas began by kissing every inch of her body with deliberate slowness.
His mouth traced the curve of her shoulder, lingered over the marks he’d left there, moved down to her collarbone. He took his time, savoring each sensation, each moment of contact.
His hand moved across her body, stroking her ribs, tracing the dips and curves of her waist, following the line of her hip. Every touch was intentional, communicating through physical contact what his words couldn’t quite express.
Eve’s breathing deepened as his touches continued. Her hands found his hair, her fingers stroking gently through the dark strands as she watched his face with an expression of complete focus.
When his mouth finally reached her breasts, he didn’t rush. He simply kissed the soft skin around her nipple, circling slowly before finally taking the peak into his mouth.
Eve gasped at the sensation, her body responding immediately to his touch.
Silas moved to her other breast, giving it the same slow, deliberate attention. He could feel her arousal building through the simple act of kissing and touching, could feel her body responding to his presence.
But he wasn’t ready to move to more intense contact yet. He wanted this to build slowly, wanted to stretch out this moment of connection.
His mouth moved down her body, across her ribs, over her stomach, along her hip bones. Each area received attention, each area received worship.
By the time his mouth finally reached between her legs, Eve was already breathing hard, her body trembling with anticipation.
Silas took his time there too. His tongue moved through her folds slowly, deliberately not rushing toward her clit, just tasting her, exploring her, showing her through his actions how much he appreciated every part of her.
"Please," Eve whispered, her hand finding his hair and gripping gently. "Silas, please..."
"Patience," he said against her, his voice carrying gentle amusement. "We have time. I want to savor this."
He continued his slow exploration, bringing her pleasure gradually, building arousal without pushing toward release. His tongue circled her opening, traced patterns that made her gasp, moved with deliberate intention rather than frantic need.
Only when Eve was completely desperate, when her hips were moving in rhythm with his mouth, only then did he finally focus on her clit.
His tongue moved with steady pressure, building her toward orgasm with controlled intensity. Not rushing, but not denying her either, just bringing her to the edge in his own time.
When she finally came, it was with a soft cry, her body tensing around his mouth, her inner walls clenching with pleasure.
Silas continued working her through the entire orgasm, his tongue never stopping, extending her pleasure until she was gasping his name.
By the time he moved up her body to position himself at her entrance, morning light was streaming through the windows more brightly, painting the room in shades of gold and amber.
Silas entered her slowly, both of them groaning at the sensation of connection.
"Look at me," Silas commanded softly.
Eve’s eyes opened and locked on his immediately.
From this position, with his body covering hers, with his eyes locked on her eyes, the connection was absolute. This wasn’t just physical, it was emotional, spiritual, complete.
Silas began moving inside her with slow, deliberate strokes. Each movement was deep and controlled, hitting spots that made her gasp. But the pace remained measured, unhurried.
"I love you," Silas said, his eyes never leaving hers.
"I love you too," Eve said, her hands finding his face and stroking gently across his cheeks. "So much."
They moved together in that rhythm, slow and steady and she could feel her body responding to his movements, could feel the spiritual connection flowing between them through their mate bond.
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