Holy fuck.
His lips were demanding, his tongue sliding against mine in a rhythm that made my toes curl. He tasted like morning, want, and barely controlled need.
I melted into him, my hands sliding up his bare chest, feeling the heat of his skin, the rapid beat of his heart beneath my palms.
When he ended the kiss, he growled against my lips. “Mine.”
I shivered. “Yours.”
When we finally pulled back, we were both breathing hard.
He licked his lips. "I'm still pissed, Tora."
"Why?"
"You cooked with my brother? What the fuck does that even mean?" His hand slid down to my ass and he squeezed it. "You leftmybed. You fedmymen and then claimed a portion of them for yourself. You probably smiled at Hiro, giving him joy that was only mine—"
“I think you’re exaggerating and being a bit of a drama king.”
His other hand cupped my face. "I'm sure my guards enjoyed walking around with you this morning in a way I wouldn't have liked. Your time is mine. Your fucking presence is mine too."
I shivered. “Kenji, while I lowkey like you being possessive of me, we need limits—”
"Tora. . ." His thumb traced my lower lip. "I woke up and every scent of you in this space was gone. Your scent was barely on my pillows and sheets—”
“I feel like that should be good enough—”
“Your warmth and softness wasn’t there. Do you understand what that did to me? Waking in an empty bed, not knowing where you were?"
I swallowed.
His voice went lower, more obsessive. "Next time, I'll find you by scent alone. I'll track you through this entire house, this fucking island, if I have to and I will pound my cock into you hard until your pussy aches.”
I blinked. “My pussy already aches.”
“Then, it will ache some more. You aremine, Tora. And I always find what's mine and punish when necessary."
The promise in his voice wasn't a threat.
It was absolute possession wrapped in worship.
And God help me, it made my nipples stiffen.
With that, he let me go and headed off to the table. "Did my brotherreallyhelp you cook?"
"Of course." I sat down at the table and lifted the top of my plate.
He lowered to his seat and raised his eyebrows. "Really?"
"Sure did."
He took the top off his plate, stared down at the food, and grinned. “This looks amazing.”
“I hope you like it.”
“Thank you, Tora. I’ll love it.”
“Good.”
