He fell back, arse to his heels, pulled her up on his cock, satisfied by her pleasured gasp, and continued pulsing up into her as he put the finger of one hand to her clit, the fingers of the other to her nipple, and with all, he rolled.

Her head fell back to his shoulder.

“I think…I like…morning sex,” Elena panted.

Cassius tugged at her nipple, and she turned her head, biting into his jaw through his beard.

“I’m thinking you just like sex,” he grunted.

“Yes,” she whispered into his neck. “With you.”

Fucking Elena.

He turned his head with meaning, a meaning she read.

He then took her mouth, fucked it with his tongue, pulling at her nipple, rolling tight at her clit and thrusting inside, fast and deep.

She came, her moan drifting down his throat.

He wrapped an arm around her chest, the other around her belly, and he planted her on his cock, coming too, his groan driving down hers.

She was nibbling at his lips when he stopped feeling nothing but enjoying being buried inside her and he took over, not nibbling, claiming her lips for a deep kiss.

He ended it to give her the chance to breathe, for if they had the time, he could fuck her all day, but if it was all he could have, he could kiss her all day as well.

He had allowed her to drop her head back and was exploring the skin at her throat with his lips, at the same time he shifted his hands back to where they’d been, one cupping her breast, the other doing the same between her legs, when it came to him.

The unicorns last night.

And now, they were in the same position as the lovers had been on the Eros card he had turned from her deck in the gardens of Catrame Palace.

Both of these direct from that reading.

Fucking hell.

He didn’t know what to make of that.

But his arms did.

Of their own accord, they moved again so he was holding her to him around her middle, as if he was giving her a hug.

An intimate one.

But a hug nonetheless.

Her arms wrapped around his, and the only way she could in their position, Elena hugged him back.

Unadulterated Elena.

If she could find a way to give, or give back, she did it.

They stayed right where they were until they heard Jazz shout, “Since you two are done going at each other, maybe we can pack up and get home?”

Cass sighed, Elena doing the same with him.

“We should get moving,” she whispered.

She was correct.

But when she started to pull away, Cassius held her fast.

Her neck twisted as he lifted his head and caught her eyes.

“I enjoy having sex with you as well, my warrior,” he murmured.