Star People Legacy by Smith, T.L. (feel good books to read .txt) 📕

as his fingers untied the laces holding the scant shirt together. I might appear as light, but his hand had no trouble finding my breast.

Both mortal and immortal arched to the touch of his hand, rewarded by his tongue drawing circles around the hardened nipple. In full dark or blinding light, he knew this body well. Each touch, every flick of his tongue made me gasp in pleasure. “Only you ever made me feel like this.”

“I know.” His eyes looked up at me as his free hand untied my skirt, speaking between each pull of my breast between his lips. “And you… made me want you… as if my life and soul… depended on it.”

His fingers went to the knot of the rope around my waist, but I closed my hand over his. “Not until…” I caught my breath as his body pressed harder against mine. “…I am yours.”

Casey let go of the rope. He pulled at the narrow leather belt that held his breechcloth on. It unfastened and he pulled it free. “You were always mine.” He kissed me.

I dug my fingers into his arms as he pushed deep inside me. We both groaned from the tightness of my mortal body. Anticipation was definitely an aphrodisiac. I arched this body as he devoured us completely with each kiss, with each thrust into this body. My human body shook with an orgasm, but I didn’t let go of Casey.

He clung to us as he rolled over onto his back, carrying us with him. I wriggled this body down on him as he eased his hold. “I want to see all of my wife, so beautiful, both of you, under this moon.”

I looked up. The moon was huge. Bigger than any moon I remembered. It was definitely a moon for such a sacred ceremony. I looked down at Casey, seeing it reflected in his brown eyes. I let go, giving him all of my Spirit and body.

At some point we became me again. Beth. I became the prominent being and he made love to me too, before carrying me down to our suite.

It must have been a sight for the guards as we exited the elevator. Casey had wrapped me in one of the blankets, but he was still naked. I snickered into his neck as he casually walked past them and down the hallway to our rooms.

CHAPTER

26

 

The curtains were drawn, but I could see the hint of light beyond them, telling me it was daylight, but I had no idea what time of the day. I was too tired to pull myself out of Casey’s arms to look at the clock. I didn’t want to. My whole body hummed from the inside out.

He must have felt my breathing change, raising up slightly to look at me over my shoulder. “Good morning, my dear wife.” He smiled wickedly. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to say that.”

“Yeah, I think I do.” Even turning my head toward him was too hard to do. “I can’t lift a finger.”

“Really?” He laughed, kissing my shoulder, his hand cupping my breast as his hips started to grind against me.

“Oh my God. You’ve got to be kidding me.” I let out something of an effort to laugh as I felt he wasn’t just teasing. “Where is this coming from?”

“I think you… infused me with some of your energy.” His kisses went to the spot behind my ear. “That or someone slipped an enhancer in the tea they fed me.”

“Well, I can’t stop you. Seriously can… not move… anything.”

“No need to.” He tugged his arm out from under my head, despite my groans. “A long bath and you’ll be human…” He caught himself, laughing. “… or whatever.”

I could see my hand on the pillow. It was the same rich golden shade it had been my whole life, before being possessed by my Spirit. “I’ll just settle for alive.” I let out a couple more groans as he slipped out of bed. Then heard the water running, which only lulled me back to sleep, until he came and picked me up out of bed.

I couldn’t resist and didn’t have a reason to as he lowered me into a perfectly warm and silky bath. My whole body let out a sigh, melting into the luxurious bath. Casey climbed in with me. Didn’t care. Yes I did. He was my husband now.

“Husband.” I repeated the word out loud, getting a kiss to the temple.

“Wife.” He countered, his arms kept me from sliding away from him with all the oil he’d put into our bath.

A week ago I’d have done everything I could to get away from any conversation involving those two words. “I’m sorry.”

Casey held me tighter. “For what? I got what I’ve always wanted.” He nuzzled my ear. “We were meant to be.”

I turned my head to lay it on his shoulder. “I know. I just feel like I put us through a lot of torture to get here. Especially when I never felt so at peace with anyone in my whole life.”

“I’m going to make sure you never feel any differently.” He stroked my arm. “You had a choice, to be free or Bound to me. I saw what you are, inside. I felt it… when you were… transitioning. I felt your yearning.” His voice broke and I could see the knot in his throat rolling. “You gave that up to stay with me.”

“She did, or rather only postponed it.” I corrected him.

“You have to live the rest of your life mortal.” He laid his head down on top of mine. “For a few seconds I felt what that meant and I almost let go of the rope. You… she was so beautiful, something that should be free. Not like us. But then she looked at me. I don’t know what she saw, but it broke and mended my heart, at the same instant, when she said she’d not leave me.”

“And we won’t.”

I cozied