“I want you to ride my mouth,” Ever went on. “I'm going to get you dripping wet and then rub all that ambrosia into your ass. I'm going to stretch that tight hole and fuck it hard. I want to hear the sound of your ass slapping my stomach.”
“Oh, dear Danu, Ever,” I moaned. “Do it.”
Everan pulled out and laid down on the floor, his body a study in perfect muscles and rampant arousal. I moved to straddle his face, and he pulled me down until I was sitting on his chest. His dark stare latched onto mine as he began to feast, his hands sliding up to massage my breasts. I undulated over him, my body rippling with rapture, and came within thirty seconds. With my back arched and one hand pressed on his chest behind me, I rode my climax to its conclusion, then fell backward.
Everan caught me, sitting up to lay me on the floor before him. “Hold your legs,” he commanded.
I grabbed the underside of my knees and pulled my trembling legs up and out. Air hit my wet sex but was soon replaced by his warm hand. He palmed me, sliding aggressively over my sex and coating his hand with my desire. Then Ever turned his hand downward and worked the wetness lower. I gave a sharp cry when his middle finger slipped into my back channel.
“Do you like that?” he demanded. “You like me fingering your asshole?”
“Yes,” I whispered.
“Use your words, Amara.” Everan grinned wickedly at me. “Where are all those pretty words you adore?”
“I love your finger in my ass, but I'd love your cock there even more,” I growled.
Everan's whole body jerked with my bold declaration, and he let out a primal sound. He fell on me, sliding himself back into my sex despite all his ass talk, and pumped wildly. I latched onto him with my legs, trying to hold them steady as he drove me into the carpet.
“Give me that beautiful cock,” I purred in his ear. “Give me all of it.”
Ever surged deeper as his strong fingers slid between my thighs and started rubbing my clit rapidly. My panting breaths announced my climbing arousal.
“How close?” he demanded, his hips bucking.
“Nearly there,” I moaned.
Ever rubbed me urgently, his cock moving so rapidly that it felt as if he didn't withdraw, only vibrated inside me. I began to moan into my next climax.
And that's when he pulled out and slid into my ass.
I came savagely, my whole body clenching and releasing and clenching again as Everan drove himself in to the hilt. He shoved my quaking legs back, lifting my ass off the floor and bending me in two. As I screamed his name, I watched that wet, perfect flesh pound into me, claiming me in the ultimate taboo act, making clear that he could and would do whatever he wished with me. That I would let him. That I woulddemandit of him.
When Everan pulled out and came across my breasts, his body going deliciously tight, I shivered through another aftershock of ecstasy. Then I smiled slowly, knowing the night had just begun.
Chapter Eight
I didn't wake up until late afternoon, and I wasn't the only one to sleep in. Everan and I had a long, blissful night, and when I stretched and yawned awake, he started to stir as well. My husband was pressed up against me, his arm curled around my waist and his face buried in my hair. The comfort of his warmth, skin, and scent made me sigh and run my calf up his.
Ever made a happy, rumbling sound before nibbling my ear. “Good morning, Shalani.”
“Good morning,” I murmured back and turned my head for a quick kiss.
Everan tried for more, but I slipped away, scurrying to the bathroom. He groaned in disappointment, and I laughed. But when nature calls, you can't ignore her. I went through my morning routine and returned to him revived and clean, intending to snuggle back under the covers with him. But I'd left Ever too long; he'd already crawled out of bed and was in the process of getting dressed.
The King of the South kissed my cheek on the way to the bathroom. “I've ordered us breakfast.”
“Thank you, darling.” I went to my suite to get dressed and by the time I reached his private dining room, our breakfast was there, and my husband was pouring me a cup of tea.
“You have made me a negligent king,” Everan chided me with a smile as he set the delicate cup before my plate.
I surveyed the selection of Danutian breakfast foods—fresh fruit with whipped cream, custard sweet rolls, sliced meat, and marinated vegetables. “I believe you were the one who kept waking me every time I tried to go to sleep.”
“Ah, but you are the one with the soft skin and full breasts and lips that beg to be kissed,” he said as if it were all my fault. “You seduce me just by lying beside me.”
“That's swimming into some very unchivalrous waters, darling,” I warned him. “It sounds an awful lot like an excuse rapists use on Earth.”
Everan's eyes widened in horror. “Did you just compare me to a rapist?” He gaped at me. “And before I've even finished my first cup of tea?”
