He lifted me into his arms and carried me away from the pool, lowering me onto ground covered in moss.
“Look at you,” he said. “So fucking beautiful.” He undid the knot on my head, and this time when he ran his fingers through it, heat rose around us, the water evaporating and leaving us dry and warm.
He looked down at me, bathed in soft crystal light, his eyes dark with want and hunger.
I reached up and ran my thumb over his lips, a fresh wave of desire washing over me, the need to consume him. He grippedmy wrist, sucking my thumb into his mouth, then leaned down to claim my lips, soft at first, then deep and hungry.
I opened for him, meeting my tongue with his in slow-burn kisses that stole my breath. I slid my hands up his biceps, squeezing his shoulders, then sliding down his muscled back, wanting to feel him all over. Wanting to memorize the taste of him. His jaw, his throat, the pulse that beat rapidly beneath his ear. I licked it, then closed my mouth on it and sucked.
A low groan rumbled against my chest, and his hands tangled in my hair, holding me tightly as I marked him with teeth and tongue.
Mine.
I flipped us, and he let me, his mouth fused to mine, tongue to tongue until I was breathing him in, my head fuzzy from sensation.
I pulled away, pushing up so I could look at him spread out beneath me, his hips snug between my thighs. His length pressed to me, hot and pulsing. I ran my hands over his chest, mapping every inch of his beautiful flesh.
“Leela…” He gently gripped my wrists. “Tell me how you want me.”
My throat pinched as reality set in. This might be our last time together. I swallowed past the lump of sorrow in my throat, allowing myself to surrender completely to this moment. “Tomorrow we may get unraveled, but tonight, I want to watch you come undone with me.”
I lifted my hips, reaching between us to find his heat. He sucked in a breath as I gripped him and positioned him at my entrance.
“Fuck…” Araz grasped my hips tighter, his fingers pinching, and I could feel his restraint, feel that he wanted to push his hips up and pull me down. To bury himself in me to the hilt. But he waited, jaw tight, eyes burning a path down my body, lingeringon my breasts before drooping to the place we were about to be joined.
I rocked back and forth, feeling him there. The delicious thickness. The slight friction.
“Leela…” His hips twitched, and I sank onto him, crying out as he filled me.
He rocked up into me, a slow grind that made us both groan. I set the rhythm, my palms on his chest, my gaze locked with his, emotions expanding in my chest. I wanted to become one. To merge. To stay. My hips stuttered as emotions threatened to overwhelm me, tears blurring my vision.
“Araz, I need you…please.”
He flipped us. I cried out as my back hit the ground, sucking in a breath as he spread me wider, burying himself deeper. He rocked against me, his forehead falling to mine. “Leela…I can’t…I need?—”
“I know. I need to too. No pretty words. No softness. Please…”
He let out a growl, rising above me, lifting and angling my hips before dragging himself almost all the way out, leaving me empty and bereft, before slamming into me, hard enough to jolt. “Fuck.” He growled, holding himself there, hips grinding against me.
A sob twisted in my chest. “Don’t…don’t stop.”
His eyes blazed. “I won’t.”
We joined in a brutal rhythm. His thrusts were harder, deeper. Claiming me, breaking me, and giving me everything that I needed. To be in this moment acutely. Nothing but the moss beneath me, the pinch of his hands on my flesh, tempered by the drag of his cock against my walls. Nothing but the heat of our bond swelling behind my sternum, brighter, hotter until there was nothing but us. The bond, the connection, and our merging.
He lifted my hips higher, drawing my legs over his shoulders. Angling deeper, finding the core of me, the spot that could undo me, and hitting it over and over until I shattered, thighs trembling, body quaking. Vision whiting out, only then did he meet me there, spilling into me hot and very much wanted.
“Leela, Leela. Fuck. I love you. I love you. I love you.” His mouth crashed into mine, teeth clashing, tongue deep, swallowing the sounds that attempted to tear from me.
Gold light bloomed around us, cocooning us both as we finally consummated what should have been a long time ago.
He was my twin flame, and even if we didn’t survive tomorrow, I’d find him again. In another life. No matter how long it took.
Chapter 38
MAKING AN ENTRANCE IS BECOMING A HABIT
“Wake up, chickadee!” Whiskers kissed my face. “Nap time is over.”
