129 Surrender*

~ TARKYN ~

He couldn't kiss her deeply enough.

She'd wrapped her legs around his waist and he cupped her ass, holding her up and against him. But then she writhed and he groaned and the temptation was too strong. He whispered her name and let her slide down until he slid into her, her weight taking him all the way to the hilt.

They both groaned.

With the most gorgeous sigh Tarkyn had ever heard, Harth leaned back gripping his shoulders, shivering, though not from the cold. Her entire body prickled under his hands and her head dropped back as they moved together.

He'd intended to go slowly, to bring her to this gently, but she bucked against him until he could only hold her hips and give in, the water rippling around them in time with his thrusts.

For a time, the only sound was the rush of the waterfall punctuated by their twin, rasping breaths. But then suddenly Harth pulled herself up to kiss him and stopped moving.