Eternal Envy (The Seven Sin Sisters 2) by Paloma Beck Page A

stone ledge. Caedon stroked her stomach, her calves, and moved back to her core gently at first as Eloise’s breathing returned to normal.
    “Not done yet.” At Caedon’s words, Eloise lifted her head to look at him. His soft brown eyes were now dark and intense. She could feel his gaze on her and felt the fire in the lowest part of her belly begin to rise again.
    Caedon picked her up and walked easily with her in his arms to the cushioned bench in the far corner. He sat and moved Eloise on top of him so she straddled his hips. They sat this way, core to core, for a long time simply looking at one another until Caedon spoke, “My mate, I give you everything I am. I promise to never hold anything from you. Ti voglio molto bene .”
    “Oh, Caedon,” Eloise spoke through tears, “I love you so much , too. I have waited a lifetime for a hero and you couldn’t be more perfect to me.”
    Kissing her tears from her face, Caedon lifted her slightly and brought her back down onto his cock. “I want us to drink from one another like this. Ho bisogno di te .”
    Eloise was ever grateful she’d learned Italian from her mother. Knowing he confessed his need for her in his native language touched something so deep within her, her powers came to life. Sparkles of color burst around them as Eloise moved up and down on his lap. She was ready to explode from the sensations. Her hands reached up to hold onto his shoulders as he brought his lips down, first to suck on one nipple and then the other. He drew the pebbled tip into his mouth. With each sucking motion, Eloise ’s stomach tightened and the fire burning inside her grew.
    She cried out and her flesh quivered with her arousal. She felt desperate for him again, as if she hadn’t fed for him just that morning before they had left for their shopping trip. And when he tilted his head to the side, she immediately latched on. With a few attempts to break his skin, Eloise finally found her prize. Caedon’s blood slid between her lips and down her dry throat. It was ambrosia. It tasted of chocolate and wine and all of her favorite things. Goddess, she needed this connection to her mate. Eloise could hear his thoughts. She knew the exact moment he decided where to bite but the alert did nothing to dim the initial shock.
    Caedon’s teeth sunk into her flesh and drew out her blood. His wavy brown hair, cut in a wispy style that hung around his neck tickled her skin where it dusted her. His eyes were molted into a darker shade of brown with an iridescent glow as they met hers with a hunger that would’ve scared Eloise had she not already known this man so well. She might’ve been frightened by the fervor in which he drank if she hadn’t been so familiar with his life’s story. The erotic sensation of flow — one from the other — was nearly stronger than any orgasm she’d ever had. Never before had they drank like this simultaneously and in such sync. Caedon filled her in two ways while she drew from him as well.
    They each slowed their drinking and lapped hungrily at one another’s necks while Caedon placed his hands below her arms and used his strength to bring her up and down his cock. He paused and looked down to where their bodies joined. Then Caedon pushed in slowly, inch by inch, and she could feel him stretching her. They fit perfectly. His cock was thick and her inner muscles fought to make room for the intrusion. She felt so full with Caedon. It mirrored the fullness in her heart.
    “Baby,” Caedon grimaced in warning. His teeth were clenched. Eloise raised her head from his neck to bat her eyelashes and grin before she shifted to take him in deeper. She grabbed at his arms and rubbed along them to find something to hold onto.
    “You are mine, baby,” he gasped as he closed his eyes. His voice was deep with desire and her nipples tightened more hearing his words. “You belong to me.” He grabbed onto her hips so she couldn’t move. Eloise was forced in place to