"I do.” He cocked his head to the side. “You find it hard to believe?"
"Not hard to believe." She turned away and walked to one of the three small ponds in their garden. "But there are still some people who believe women shouldn't be a part of the military. Too weak. Body and mind. Unable to make the tough decisions, blah blah blah." She waved a hand in the air.
"Which is why we should encourage females to join.” Khaazai continued. “The only way to sway doubter’s minds is to show them.”
"Agreed."
Chapter 10
Zahra could barely believe a warrior like Khaazai held the same beliefs as her about women in the military. Especially when they both knew he had to pull his punches when fighting her. But it warmed her heart to know he believed the same. Believed women were just as capable, and that she impressed him.
A warmth spread through her chest and a light smile curled the corners of her lips as her gaze flickered from Khaazai to the flowers within the gardens. Every night since their wedding, she’d dreamed of him in her bed again. She just didn’t want to admit it. Wanted to leave the distance between them… but maybe, maybe she should consider other avenues to her life. Even if she stayed here, she could use her military training to help Khaazai with getting their women into the military.
“Zahra.”
She glanced up to find Khaazai had silently moved up beside her.
“Yes?” Her voice went breathy at his proximity as she tilted her head back to meet his gaze.
Khaazai wrapped an arm around her waist and drew her behind a tall stone garden wall.
“What are you-”
His head dipped to the juncture of her shoulder and neck, his long, black tongue licking the droplets of rain off her skin.
“Out here? In the rain? In the open?” Zahra felt her knees tremble and her core heat at the thought of being so out in the open. Anyone could come looking for them to see wherethey’d wandered off to in the gardens. Or they might see them from the house, depending on what floor they looked out.
“The garden wall shields us from the windows of the house.” Khaazai murmured. “Besides, with the sounds we’re about to make, I doubt anyone will get too close.” He chuckled deep in his throat at the last.
Zahra’s cheeks heated at the thought of someone overhearing them. “It’s probably best that we don’t.”
Khaazai pressed into her front, pushing her back until they walked under a little overhang in the wall, protecting them from the constant drizzle. “Why not?” He whispered hotly against her skin as his hands roamed up and down her sides.
“Sex leads to attachment and emotions.” Zahra uttered on a single breath. And she wasn’t so sure she would be sticking around after the year was up. There was a temptation to stay, but there were lingering doubts plaguing her.
Khaazai chuckled as his hands dipped under her shirt and past her bra to her soft breasts, and she thrust her chest into his warm hands. “Worried you will find it easy to fall for me? Maybe you’re concerned you will find it difficult to leave after the year is up?”
Was that hope she detected in his voice?
Zahra gasped and arched her back as he played with her taut little nipples. “Yes.” She admitted. She wouldn’t lie. Any time she had left her room after working, it hadn’t escaped her notice that Khaazai was always nearby, trying his best to get to know her. She still felt some guilt that she hadn’t really given him a chance just because of her fear.
“There is nothing wrong with allowing yourself to enjoy the moment. We can face whatever emotions come later.”
Perhaps Khaazai was right. What was the harm in enjoying some of the aspects of her marriage? Then one of hishands dipped into her pants and a seeking finger slid between her folds as she widened her thighs to give him better access.
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Khaazai growled in approval when he found his sweet little wife slippery and wet for him. He’d barely touched her, and she was already this aroused? He slipped a finger inside her tight sheath and lightly bit her shoulder, careful not to break her delicate skin with his sharp teeth.
Her moan was the best reward as he worked his finger within her.
Pulling back, Khaazai made quick work of both of their clothing. He watched as little bumps spread over her skin as he peeled her clothes back, and she shivered in the chilled air, but he wouldn’t leave her too cold for long. He planned on keeping them well heated with their desire.
Zahra’s eyes widened as she glanced down at the apex of his thighs and watched his cock slide out of its pouch. Pleasure churned within him as she licked her lips, her eyes fixated on his length.
“May I?” She asked as she reached out a hand, her eyes seeming transfixed on his cock.
“You are my wife. My body is yours to touch whenever you like.” Khaazai motioned from his chest down. “You may always touch and explore to your delight.” There’d never be a day he’d say no to her.
