A Fire Endless (Elements of Cadence, #2)

by Rebecca Ross

He kissed her softly, his mouth trailing to her jaw, her neck. He kissed the wild thrum of her pulse, the hollow of her throat. He ached when she sighed, when her fingers raked across his back. He found the edge of her chemise, easing it up as he slid down her body. “I’ve thought about this every night since you left me,” he whispered as he kissed her knees, the inner warmth of her thighs. She gasped when he tasted her. The sound went through him like lightning, and Jack savored the moment. It was simply him and her in the darkness. There was nothing else beyond the door and the walls; there was nothing else save for her and the fire she stirred in his blood and the ancient vows they had spoken beside a thistle patch beneath a stormy sky. The choice they had made to bind themselves together. There was nothing but the way she said his name, both a prayer and a plea, and he answered her without a single word. “Jack.” She tugged on his tunic until his mouth found hers again, his body covering hers. They came together. He looked at her as she looked at him, and he was completely consumed by her. In the way she moved and touched him. The rosy hint on her cheeks and the dark possession in her eyes. He buried his face in her hair. He breathed her in as he surrendered to her embrace. They lay like that for a while, entwined, Adaira caressing his shoulders. He was almost asleep when he heard her voice. Her whisper followed him into his dreams. “Old menace.”