Elowen's POV
“I am,” I said.
“Keep doing that.”
He moved over me, nudging my knees apart with his, reached down between my legs, and when his fingers found me and felt how wet I already was he made a low rough sound against my throat and stroked me slowly.
I dug my fingers into the sheets. He worked two fingers inside me and curled them and I gasped so hard I lost his name halfway through saying it.
He kept going. Finding the right spot and staying there, stroking it, while his thumb worked circles outside, and I was already shaking, already rolling my hips against his hand, chasing more of it before I’d decided to.
“Kael—”
“I know,” he said, and kept going.
I said his name three more times and none of them sounded like words. My thighs were trembling and my back was arching off th
