Page 161 of Fallen Stars
The boat rocked, and she gasped as she slid over his crotch, the rough fabric between them rubbing right against her centre.
Enzo gave a small groan as he continued rowing.
She rocked again and sucked in a breath as Enzo nestled his face into her neck.
“I’m so fucking happy you’re not wearing anything beneath that dress,” he whispered.
“Why?” she breathed.
“Because I want you nice and wet for when we reach land,” he said, tilting his pelvis up as the boat rocked again and Elara moaned.
“This boat is far too cramped for me to splay you out and do everything I’ve been dreaming of doing to you,” he said. He picked the oars up faster, and she began to grind against him. At first it was due to the motion of the boat, but then, Elara took full control, pushing her hips down over Enzo when the boat rose over a wave.
“That’s my girl,” Enzo murmured, his powerful arms pumping the oars as he drove his still-clothed hips to meet hers. “Take your pleasure. Wring every ounce of it out of me.”
His voice was wickedly low, and she felt herself become wet. He licked her neck, and she dropped her head against his, moaning again.
“I can’t wait to be so deep inside you that I forget my own name,” he said harshly onto her neck. “I can’t wait to taste that beautiful cherry-flavoured cunt and tell it again how much I’ve missed it.”
Elara swore as she ground against him, her hips finding their own rhythm against his as the water jolted them back and forth.
“You love it when I tell you how much I need you, don’t you, princess? I bet if I took my hand off this oar and checked, you’d be soaked for me, wouldn’t you? All because of my mouth, and it’s not even on you yet.”
Elara nodded, biting into his shoulder. “You could make me come with a glance,” she breathed.
Enzo chuckled darkly, the sound arrogant and so, so arousing. “Yes, I fucking could.”
The friction was exquisite, Enzo a master with words as he kept murmuring to her the promises of what he would do to her body and soul the moment they hit land, but she needed to slow down, needed to focus on the truth she’d have to tell him.
She blinked, furiously trying to focus, and caught on her surroundings. The small cove’s beach glimmered silver, the sand sparkling as it curved around the water. But rather than making for the shoals, Enzo had followed a small path of water that carved between the high walls of the cove until they were around and out of sight of the ship. The narrow pathway was stunning, and her jaw slackened as she saw the glittering water, a lilac-blue, that formed into a small pool, with a waterfall rushing into it, the cove walls still high as it provided shelter from the world.
She felt the oars still, and took her eyes off the sight, finding Enzo once more.
He was looking at her, his eyes soft and open. And she knew that now was the time she’d have to admit to him what she’d done.
“Enzo,” she croaked.
He tilted his head. “Yes?”
“There’s something that I need to tell you.”
He sighed. “I know.”
Her heart stuttered. “What do you mean you know?”
Enzo laughed, but it lacked its warmth. Instead, it sounded tired. “El, are you going to try and convince me you’ve been at all yourself these last weeks?”
“Was it that obvious?”
“You insult me, princess. Do you not understand that Iseeyou?Knowyou. When something is even slightly off-kilter within you, I feel it in my soul.”
Elara closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. “I know,” she whispered back. “Which is why I can no longer keep this from you. It’s about Ariete. And your tether.”
She felt Enzo shift in the rowboat, and when she opened her eyes, everything she dreaded was held in his stare. It was burning into her. “Go on,” he said, his voice too calm.
Elara cleared her throat. “When I was in his dreams, trying to get to your tether…things didn’t go according to plan. And I found myself in a situation with no positive outcome.”
Enzo’s jaw clenched, and she gulped, barrelling on. “Ariete forced me to fall into a trancehole. And as I was holding on for dear life, trying not to fall into a pit that would rip away my own tether and give me no hope of saving you, he offered me an out.”