How could she have feathers?
Cahir walked up to her and rested his hands on her shoulders. “They almost look like Roya’s.”
She looked up into Cahir’s gentle gaze, and a small smile played across his lips, the points of his teeth slipping free. “They’re beautiful, Seda.”
She wasn’t sure how she felt about this. Her back was red and sore to the touch. The strange dreams, her hair changing color, and now feathers?
“I want to talk to Roya and Ferona,” she finally said, looking back into the mirror and staring at them once more.
Cahir touched his finger under her chin and directed her face back to his. She stared up into his eyes, and his voice was barely a whisper as he said, “Sed, you’re so fucking magical.”
He bent down and pressed his lips to hers, and heat began to build through her core.
She released the fabric of her nightgown, letting it puddle to the floor, and felt the cool air of the room sting her exposed skin. She balanced on her toes to wrap her arms around him and pressed her lips to his.
A groan escaped him as he wrapped his hands around her thighs, feeling her bare skin, and lifted her up so she didn’t have to strain to reach him. Seda wrapped her legs around him and felt the heat and muscle of his abdomen against the increasingly sensitive area at the apex of her thighs.
“I need to brush my teeth,” she said between breaths.
“No… You fuckingdon’t,” he replied as he nipped her lower lip.
He sat on the edge of the bed, positioning her over him, and she felt his rigid desire press into her through his pants. She couldn’t help herself and wiggled herself over him, causing him to groan as he attempted to kiss the top of her head.
His fevered lips met her own once more, and he ran his warm tongue across hers. His palm clasped over her breast, and he gently squeezed it, kissing her as if she were the source of all life.
She felt herself throb and tighten in anticipation, and she ground into him once more.
“Fuck.” His voice was rough as he breathed into her.
She reached between her legs and pressed her palm against his hardened length, loving the sensation of power she felt as his body responded to her this way, knowing she could bring this king to his knees if she wanted.
He adjusted and pulled his cock out of his pants, and theyquickly stared into each other’s eyes, both questioning if they should go further.
Was she ready for this?
She felt ready. She wanted him. She needed to replace her painful memories with something special she could share with someone she cared about.
She needed him inside her more than anything else in the world right now.
He carefully eased her onto the bed.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” he said as the silky fabric of the bedding caressed the sensitive skin on her back.
“You won’t hurt me.” Her back didn’t matter right now.
She saw the pleading look in his eyes, the way he continued being so gentle with her—so cautious. She didn’t want that. She wanted them to claim each other in ways only they could share.
His breathing became heavy and strained. She stared back down at his length that pushed through the hole in his pants. “I want you, Cahir,” she whispered breathlessly, and he groaned in response.
He held onto himself and lightly rubbed the head of his cock against her sensitive flesh, slowly sliding it up and down between her, grazing it against her clit. Her eyes flared at the contact, the feel of his warm, silky skin against hers, and she began to lose all sense of control, grasping at his hips for more.
“I want you forever, Seda.” His voice was rough as he slid his length up and down, causing her body to shudder in response. “Until my body turns to dust and my soul wanders through the ends of time, I want you.”
That same tension from the other night began to build within her, and she moaned as he continued to glide against her.
More. She wanted more. She neededmore.
“Look what you do to me, Sed—only you. You’re the air that prevents my lungs from collapsing, the source that continues to beat my heart. Every breath I take belongs to you.”
