“You did call me a thorn under your skin. And a curse,” I remind him, maybe to appease my own conscience. “I suppose you need to ask yourself if the poison you believe me to be is worth consuming in order to earn my forgiveness.”
Leaning over me, his thumb brushes my lower lip followed by the caress of his breath. “You will accept the apology, Bahira.”
My name on his lips draws a shiver from me as I tilt my chin up to hold his gaze. “Make me.”
Kai meets my challenge with feral intensity, one hand wrapping around my hip to pull me closer while the other one opens the door to my room. He walks me backward, his mouth devouring mine while I dig my nails into his shoulders. I moan at his taste, his tongue sliding into my mouth in a manner that’s neither gentle nor sweet. The door slams behind us, and he brings his other hand to my neck, gripping it as he pulls me closer to him.
“How badly do you want this?” I ask, my hand roaming down to stroke his cock over the fabric of his trousers, smirking when his grip tightens on me. “How badly do you wantme?” It’s an unfair question, one he has no way of answering truthfully while I amlyingto him. However, those rational thoughts lose out to the desperation that slices through me. For the first time in a very long time, I crave being told that I’mwanted.And not just by anyone, but byhim.
“Frustrating creature,” he breathes, dragging his teeth over my bottom lip. “The things I want to make you do. The things I want to dotoyou. Of course, I want you.”
I clench my legs together, need already pounding headily through me, as I grip onto the edge of his tunic and force him to let me go so he can take it off. Light from a nearby flame gem blankets the contours of his muscles, my tongue darting out to lick my bottom lip as I take him in. Gods, he is so fuckingperfect.Muscles I’ve never seen so defined before ripple beneath his skin as he reaches for my own clothing.
With quick hands, he takes my dress off while I slide my undergarments down my legs, stepping out of them when they hit the floor. The veins in Kai’s forearms protrude as he undoes the laces of his trousers, the fraying of his restraint making his fingers shake. Intent on torturing him further, I lay back on the bed, propping on my elbows before spreading my legs out wide and digging my heels into the comforter. Cool air sweeps against my sex, and my lips twitch at the frenzied look of hunger on his face. Gold flashes in his gaze, the thinnest ring appearing around his irises and signaling what I’ve learned is his animal trying to break through.
He stands before me completely bare, his hand wrapping around his impressive cock as he begins to stroke it. “You will be my undoing,” he groans, his focus on the glistening arousal gathering between my legs. The power dynamic between us shifts in his direction as my attention falls to the way he works himself. Unable to stop myself, my fingers trail down my stomach to my aching clit, lust rushing through me harshly enough to part my lips with a gasp at the first searing touch.
I swirl my finger faster, my focus bouncing between Kai’s golden gaze and the rough pumping of his hand. Breaths rush out of me as I build to my climax, and the moment my head falls back, my release only another few strokes away, Kai rushes to me. He yanks my hand away from my body, ignoring my yelp of protest as he uses his forearms to pin my hips to the bed. I cry out at the first swipe of his tongue against me. Kai buries his face between my legs, the sensation of his mouth working me sending me to a blinding cacophony of whimpers and groans.
“Thetasteof you, Bahira. Burning hell.”
So close.I’m so fucking close. My fingers grip onto his hair, pulling his head towards my core despite the fact that histongue is already exploring it thoroughly. He gives me one long luxurious lick up my center before he lifts his head and crawls over my body, settling his hips between my legs.
“What are—” The question is stopped as his lips claim mine, my arousal flavoring the kiss.
“You can come when you accept my apology,” he taunts as he pulls back, sliding his mouth lower until he drags his teeth over one of my nipples.
My breaths come unevenly as my heart flutters like a caged bird.Control. I need control. In two swift movements, I wrap my leg around his hip and jerk us to the side, Kai’s weight making us flip positions with my knees now straddling his hips.
“Bahira,” he rumbles, the vibration of it traveling down his body and into mine as his hands find purchase on my waist.
“Do you have any idea how often I’ve touched myself imagining it was you? How hard I come with your name slipping past my lips? You won’tstay outof my fucking head.” Leaning over to nip at his ear, I moan at the way his grip tightens enough that I know there will be bruises marking my skin in the morning. “I should make you beg,” I muse, sex drenching every word. Delirious pleasure radiates from his expression, and though I wish to draw out my torment of him, my body is too eager. Reaching down to position his cock at my entrance, I gradually sink down a little onto him before drawing back up. Repeating the motion, I watch Kai’s breathing quicken, my nails digging into his heaving chest.
“I’m going to make you regret teasing me.” It’s the only warning he gives before he thrusts up in one harsh motion, stretching me and filling me to the brim.
“Youassho—” I begin to shout, but he pulls me down in tandem with his next thrust, effectively silencing me. We both moan, Kai’s gaze heavy on me as I arch my back, sliding my knees farther over the bed so that I can take him in as deeplyas possible. He feels so good—so fucking good—that I can’t help but rock my hips, the angle and force of his own driving up unleashing a cry from my throat. Heavy panting fills the air, the tension between us thick as we move in perfect harmony. “Oh gods,” I gasp. My eyes close, but Kai’s hand shoots to my neck, his long fingers wrapping firmly around it.
“Watch who is fucking you, Bahira.”
I force my gaze to his, sliding my hands over his chest and down the rigid muscles of his abdomen. His warm skin and scent work in tandem with the thrust of his hips to expertly unravel me. My breathing changes when the hand holding me in place tenses, and my orgasm rushes through me so harshly that my legs shake as I come. He immediately sits up and cradles my face, claiming my lips with his.
“Kai.” I try to fight out of his intimate hold on me. I need to gain control again—Ihaveto—but his grip is unyielding, his predatory eyes feasting on me until I surrender to his mercy. Kai rumbles his approval at this and kisses me again, this time more slowly, his mouth exploring me in exquisite detail. My movements are impatient,needy, my body craving the friction that only he can give me, but his hands leave my face and plant on my hips to hold me in place.
“Get on your hands and knees.”
The command is given roughly, and I respond in kind, fighting to push him back down on the bed. But he’s so much stronger than he’s ever let show, and I’m weaker around him than I ever thought possible. So when he gives the order again, I crawl off of him and move onto all fours.
“You are exquisite,” he whispers, trailing reverent, delicate kisses down my spine.
My breath catches from the act, my thighs growing more slick as I feel him coat himself in my arousal. Holding on to my hips, he squeezes once in warning before he fills me again.His size stretches me to the edge of pain, the prickling sensation making me groan. The pace he sets is devastating, and my hands slip from the force of his thrusts until my chest meets the blanket and my arms stretch out in front of me.
“Is this what youneed,Bahira?” he asks, a hand gliding down my skin until it’s wrapping into my hair and tugging my head back.Yes. No. I don’t fucking know.The bow of my back and arch of my neck sends a rippling sear of pleasure through me, my inner walls clenching tightly around Kai as each snap of his hips brings me closer to release. “Say it.”
I call out his name, aching pleasure rushing into every vein. Kai slows his thrusts down, letting go of my hair to wrap an arm around my waist. He hauls me up, my back smacking into his chest as my sharp gasp echoes out at the angle change. I reach up and slide my fingers into his hair, tilting his head down so that our lips meet in a blistering kiss.
More. More. More.It’s the only word that forms in my mind as I suck his tongue into my mouth, the need to taste him andfeelhim overwhelming every part of me. It’s chaos—a world-ending churning of pleasure and pain and bliss and agony. He’s orchestrating both my demise and my awakening. I know that I am feeling too deeply, and yet I can’t find it in me to stop this.
But Kai does.
