Chapter 571
Lucien's rhythmic movements had remained steady and Elain had struggled to properly sort out all of the sensations moving through her. They were all individually distracting and, all together, they were a whirlwind of feeling and touch and emotion. Amid the sea of everything going on around and inside of her, she gripped her mate's shoulders tightly, pressing her face into his neck, and she reached for the Bond. In her mind the golden light spilled over both of them, and Elain gripped that thread tightly. Winding it around herself, she slipped it also around Lucien, smiling as she heard his heartbeat grow louder in her head.
It was strange, she realised, as what Viviane had once told her about being with a mate in this way would be like came back to her. Much of what was overwhelming her now was coming from Lucien. Viviane had once told her that it would be like this, that Elain would understand what it was like to be mated when she was able to feel things from her own perspective, but also from her mate's in that same moment. She could, she knew, do that now. Elain could feel the smoothness of the bedding beneath her skin and against her back, she could feel Lucien's weight atop her, but she could also feel the softness of her own skin beneath her, feel the heat of her own body around herself as she moved, and she could identify those feeling as coming from Lucien. Her own face flashed through her mind then, as she was now, flushed and pink, and then she blinked, looking up at Lucien's own face above her, finding him watching her. The look in his russet eye told her that he was well aware of what had just happened.
"I don't know if I'll ever get used to that." He breathed, and she supposed that the same thing had happened to him. Sliding one of her hands along his shoulder, Elain nodded.
"I know." She bit her lip then as Lucien's pace increased just a little, and her eyes slid closed again. She did not know how he kept such a tight leash on himself. She could feel his need for her rolling down the bond, and yet he still held himself in check, moving slowly, deliberately, as if taking in every minute detail. His small chuckle then told her that he knew exactly what she was thinking.
"I've had a long time to dream of this, Petal." He murmured, lips caressing her throat softly, "I'll take my sweet time in enjoying it." Tilting her head a little, to give him better access to her throat, Elain nodded again, her hands sliding up the back of his neck and into his hair. She really had no problem in letting him take all the time in the world, After all, they had all the time in the world. Also, she knew that he would give her what she wanted before this was over. It had not taken them long at all to learn what the other liked, and Elain knew that Lucien was just as skilled in one kind sex as he was in the other. She had absolutely nothing to complain about, and she knew that she would enjoy every minute of it all just as he would. Everybody had thought they'd gone for the evening, and nobody would be looking for them until well into the morning.
When Lucien's teeth scraped against Elain's throat, she couldn't help a grin. She tightened her hand in his hair in response, tugging it slightly and she grinned even wider at the slight snarl this elicited from her mate.