Callum looked at Elise with a bewildered expression. “No! I’ve never thought of you like that!” he responded vehemently. “I took you as my wife, not some consort,” he insisted, almost choking on the last word; his face growing pale and the muscles of his jaw taut.
Elise was speechless and completely shocked. But she’d always thought—no, suspected—he only married her because it’d been part of the bargain he struck with her father.
“You didn’t think…” he said, continuing, his voice full of dismay.
“W-Well…I-I didn’t know w-what to think!” Elise blundered, her voice rising defensively. She felt the wall she’d been constructing around herself come crumbling down around her in a roaring crash of bricks.
“How could you ever… No—it’s my fault…” Callum said, his voice thick. He took a step towards her, and in another split second, closed the remaining gap.
Before Elise knew what was happening, he was gathering her small frame in his arms, wrapping them around her like a tight security blanket. She tilted her head, looking up at him, searching his eyes for some thread of lie. But all she saw in those dark, liquid blue pools was honesty and truth.
Callum gently brushed a stray strand of hair away from her eyes. “I should have told you how I felt about you from the beginning…but I was worried it’d overwhelm you and make you more inclined to reject me. I never thought it would cause you to misunderstand the situation to this extent…”
“I-I…it’s my fault to…” Elise admitted, knowing she was partially to blame. She’d never felt comfortable expressing her feelings and making herself open and vulnerable to other people, especially those of the opposite gender.
Deep down, a part of her had been deeply wounded and jaded by how her father had mistreated and disregarded her all those years starting from when she was only a small child. That’s why she’d been so mindful of Gideon’s path, and had been so stubborn and resolute in helping him find his footing in life. And now it was possible for him—and she had Callum to thank for that…
“I should have had more courage to ask you about it,” she gulped, a slight tremble to her voice. “Callum, I need you to know…I…I have feelings for you,” she struggled as she got the confession out. “I’ve been too scared to admit it until now, but given everything that’s happened tonight…” she paused, taking in a deep breath.
It was like a light switch being flicked on. Callum’s face lit up, eyes glimmering with joy as the corners of his lips curved upwards into a wide smile. “Elise…” he said her name, his voice low and gravelly, sending shivers down her arms. His fingers lightly whispered over her skin, like an unspoken promise, and Elise immediately melted at his touch, her body turning into molten wax. Her eyes full of heat, intensity, passion and love.
She could no longer ignore her desire for the captivating man before her. His presence pervaded her every sense, hooking at them and reeling her in like a fish starving for water.
For a moment, Elise allowed herself to get lost in Callum’s adoring gaze, her eager eyes urging him to look into her very soul as she bared herself to him.
Her heart hammered against her ribcage, as desire and need tore through her like a powerful tsunami, reflecting in her eyes.
Finally, after a long moment, Callum spoke, his voice a hoarse whisper. “Elise, my love…are you sure?” he asked, understanding her unspoken wish. Even as the words left his mouth, heat rose in his cheeks and made his gaze molten. Elise found herself unravelling from the inside out.
She could no longer deny this man…ironic since he was a person she originally despised and hated, and considered to be her enemy. Over her time here in this realm, she had learnt he was a noble person of honor and integrity. In short, he was everything her father was not, and that thought brought both solace to her and tears to her eyes.
She found herself more than willing to surrender herself to this gorgeous, handsome man, who seemed to love her from the deepest corners of his heart.
Wanting to assure him of her decision, she gave him a nod of her head. “Yes, I’m sure, Callum. I want this.”
That’s all Callum needed to hear. Unable to hold himself back any longer, he plunged his lips down onto hers in a deep, passionate kiss. They didn’t need any words between them, as their bodies did the talking; tongues uniting and dancing as they each explored the depths of the other.
After a minute, they broke apart, panting, and Callum bent down to hoist Elise up off her feet. She let out a small yelp of surprise, but then giggled as Callum began carrying her with steady steps towards the bed.
Lying her down carefully on the mattress, he positioned himself over her, sheltering her in the large canopy of his body. “Elise…” he whispered her name, like it was a priceless jewel worthy of worship, and entwined his fingers with hers. Still holding on, he glided their hands in an arc across the silken sheets until they were both sitting above her head. Then he captured both her wrists in one large palm.
All the while, he continued to trail searing hot kisses across the side of her face and down the nape of her neck as he buried his face deeper into her hair, drinking in her scent like a man lost in the desert desperate for water.
He nibbled on her earlobe, making Elise moan and writhe beneath him, her breathing turning shallow and fast. His free hand glided down her body, caressing her soft breasts and curves, and he squeezed her hips gently, kneading them in a rolling motion before sliding underneath to cup her bottom.
Elise arched her body towards him, her back lifting off the mattress. Her craving to get closer to him and feel the solid planes of his body against her own eclipsing all other thoughts.
But as her yearning grew more urgent, Callum continued to stoke her desire to breaking point slowly and steadily, his tongue licking the sensitive skin of her décolletage and between the hollow of her collarbones, making her body shudder.
“Callum…” she gasped, thrusting her chest upwards, growing wanton with need. With one hand, Callum pulled down the front of her dress, revealing her bare naked breasts. He gave the right one a firm squeeze, tweaking the hard nipple between his fingers as his mouth moved down to capture the other one between his lips.
“Oh my god…!” Elise whimpered, unable to contain her moan of pleasure. “That feels…amazing,” she breathed as Callum growled softly, the need to possess Elise entirely—body, mind, and soul—driving him into an almost senseless craze.
He continued to suck on her soft breast, licking at the peak of her pink nipple, as his fingers continued to pinch the other one. Then, feeling the need to taste more of her, he released her wrists and swapped to the other side, squeezing her pert breasts with both hands, while licking and sucking her at the same time.
Elise was turning into a writhing hot mess, and in desperation, she clawed at Callum’s white shirt, demanding to be rid of it so she could feel his naked skin beneath her hands. Callum stopped abruptly to oblige her, tearing the offending piece of clothing off his body in a matter of seconds.
God…he was absolutely gorgeous! Elise’s eyes travelled over the smooth contours of his toned, muscled pecs, along his bulging biceps and powerful arms, and across his narrow waist and ripped, solid abs.
She grazed her hand across his navel, before navigating lower to the top of his pants. “Off,” she commanded in a low, husky voice, her fingers dipping momentarily inside, dragging a groan of pleasure from Callum as the rest of her hand disappeared inside his pants and she palmed his groin, his length hard as rock.
“Ladies first,” Callum gave her a rugged smile, slipping her dress off down her legs, leaving her completely naked aside from her panties. Callum let out a deep, throaty masculine rumble as he eyed the thin slip of lace.
His eyes darted up to meet Elise’s for a split second, before he pushed her legs up and spread them wide apart. Desire pooled in Elise’s belly and she sucked in a breath and held it in, trembling all over from anticipation.
She gasped as Callum tug
ged her panties roughly to the side, and buried his head between her thighs, kissing and licking her skin delicately up her legs while his fingers stroked her wet folds, exploring her most intimate spot.
His experienced fingers knew exactly where to go, bringing Elise to ecstasy, and she thought it couldn’t get any better when she suddenly felt his tongue on her, licking and sucking at her sodden core. His thumb began flicking her small, sensitive nub, bringing her to a new height of orgasmic pleasure, and he lapped up her overflowing juices.
“You taste like the sweetest nectar,” Callum groaned, between long, sensual strokes of his tongue. “I can’t get enough of it.”
Elise thought she was going to explode when she suddenly felt Callum inserting his finger insider her slick channel, stroking her from the inside in a rhythmic pattern. “Come for me, Elise. My love,” he entreated in a gravelly voice, desperate to see her orgasm.
Moving upwards until his head was level with hers so he could have a clear view of her face, he nibbled at her jawline before he gazed down at her hooded eyes and flushed cheeks. Meanwhile, his cock was grazing Elise’s bare thighs in the most delicious manner.
He proceeded to stick in a second digit into her tight channel, and she let out a keening cry as he began thrusting faster and faster, bringing her to climax.
Her channel clenched against his long, thick fingers as she cried out, completely overcome by the waves of pleasure washing over her.
A smug, self-satisfied smile curled up across Callum’s devilishly handsome face. He slid his fingers out from inside her; they were completely covered and dripping wet with her sweet juices. Elise watched in fascination as he shoved them into his mouth, sucking them clean and dry, looking like he was devouring some sweet delicacy.
By this time, Callum was breathing heavily. Pulling himself up until he was kneeling upright and straddling her sides, his massive form became a solid tower in front of her. With quick, deft movements, he undid the zipper and button of his pants and stripped them off, kicking free of them as they got stuck and clung to his ankles. He then discarded them haphazardly on the floor.
Fisting his thick, hard length in one hand, he pumped his shaft a few times, grunting; primal need boiling over inside him and glittering through his eyes. He stared down at Elise’s gorgeous, naked body beneath him, and the sight caused a surge of lust and possessiveness to slam into him.
He growled.
Elise felt the vibration travel down his chest beneath her palms. “Callum…” she called out to him breathlessly, her eyes hazy with need. “I want to feel you inside me. Now. Please,” her voice begged through her swollen, red, and thoroughly kissed lips.
Her request almost undid him. Callum squeezed his throbbing cock in his hand as he felt his balls tighten, trying to retain the last shred of control he had left over himself.
“Are you sure?” He rasped, feeling his self-restraint slipping away by the second. “Once I start, I won’t be able to stop. Not until we’re finished…” he warned, breathing hard.
“Yes! I’ve never been more sure of anything else in my life before,” Elise replied, bobbing her head. Her hands grasped for his flesh, her soul yearning to feel his naked body pressing up against hers.
Callum’s irises went dark, turning obsidian black, and Elise trembled as he positioned his long, thick, hard cock at her entrance, his massive size making her inhale a sharp breath as she braced herself.
Lowering his body down on top of hers once again, he hovered over her for a second before he began to slowly ease himself inside her dripping wet channel.
Elise groaned as she felt herself stretching to accommodate his massive, long cock.
“You’re so tight…” Callum groaned, his voice strangled as he pushed his length further inside. Then, with one final, hard thrust, he buried his entire cock deep inside her.
Callum felt a brief moment of resistance, but the force of his thrust tore through the barrier impeding his way with ease, and in the next moment, he was deep inside her, plunged to the hilt.
Elise let out a sharp cry of pain and Callum’s eyes flew wide open as he became stock still, staring down at her in absolute shock.
“Y-You’re…you’re a virgin…” he croaked in surprise.
Elise turned her head to the side, avoiding his white hot gaze, pink embarrassment tinging her beautiful high cheeks.
“Yeah…” she said, giving a long, drawn out reply. “Is that a problem?” Then she turned her head back, facing him boldly with steady eyes. This wasn’t something she needed to be ashamed of! Nor did she have to apologize for it.
“No—that isn’t it,” Callum responded, biting back a groan. The knowledge he was her first was enough to make him lose complete control and come inside her.
Mine. Mine. All mine! His mind roared, the feral part of him threatening to overtake all his senses.
He clutched hard at the sheets beneath his palms on either side, scrunching them in his hands in an effort to hold himself back.
His primal Fae wanted to drive himself insider Elise at a punishing pace; to take and possess her body completely—every corner, nook and cranny.
“I don’t think I’m going to be able to be gentle…” he rasped, his baser instincts taking over, overriding his logic and reason. Sweat beaded his forehead as he clung on.
Elise noticed Callum clenching his jaw tightly as he stilled, struggling to keep himself from moving to allow her more time to adjust to his thick member, despite the strong urge to thrust in and out overtaking his every sense, driving him insane with need.
Her heart warmed at seeing how much care he was taking not to hurt her.
“Who said I wanted you to be?” Elise replied quietly, keeping her eyes steady as she met his gaze.
A guttural, animalistic roar escaped from the pit of Callum’s throat as the dam burst, and he released the animal out from its cage.
Letting go of his self-control, he pulled out and then slammed back into Elise—hard. He moved in and out, thrusting powerfully and deeply inside her, groaning and grunting as he worked.
There was short period of discomfort, but Elise was too overcome with lust to notice and be bothered much by it. The pain soon eased, turning into pure pleasure as she rode out on a wave of ecstasy Callum’s movements brought her.
The sound of Elise’s sweet, sexy moans spurred Callum on, and he felt himself losing all sense and reason as he was filled with the feeling of pure male satisfaction at being able to make the woman he loved come apart in his arms. Fulfilling his primal need to drown her in the greatest pleasure and ecstasy.
Yes. It was truly glorious, he thought as he wedged her knees further apart, pushing them up further towards her chest. Gripping her bottom with one large hand, while his other grasped her by the thigh, he tilted her pelvis up at a higher angle, giving him better leverage to drive his cock deeper inside her.
Her hands clutched at the muscles of his strong back; nails digging into his flesh as she desperately clung to him, pulling him closer. She wrapped her legs around him, locking her ankles together as she met him thrust for thrust, as he rammed into her with mounting intensity.
Increasing his pace to an ungodly speed, Elise felt her pleasure climbing to a peak. Her senses were completely engulfed by Callum: his scent, the sight and feel of his solid body gyrating against her creating the most incredible sensation, and the sound of his harsh panting and groans. At that very moment her entire world consisted intimately of only him and her, together, entwined in both heart and soul.
The next thrust brought her to orgasm, and she cried out as she shattered in Callum’s arms. The climax went shuddering along her entire body, her eyes filling with stars and the promise of eternal love.
Close to coming himself, Callum grunted, gripping her hips tighter, as he thrust into Elise harder and faster. A short moment later, he exploded inside her, unable to contain himself any longer. He let out a loud roar, spilling his white hot seed inside her tight channel.
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