Page 64 of The Enemy's Claim


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“Thank you.”

It turned out that Arrazyl’s suite was on the uppermost level, furthest away from the city. It was massive. If it were a castle, it would be considered an entire wing.

Vuldrex left me in front of Arrazyl’s doors and disappeared back the way we’d come.

Hesitantly, I raised my fist, but I didn’t knock. Should I really bother him in his personal space? Well, I was already here.

I knocked.

The door slid open instantly, as if he had been waiting on the other side. My lips parted as I took him in. He wore nothing but black pants, baring supple muscle that rippled with each movement, and his wings weren’t tucked against his back like usual but were flared out, adding to his aura of power.

“I’m sorry, I just…they said you were in your rooms and it was unusual, so I wanted to check on you.” I shifted, aware of his gaze on me, the thin dress doing nothing to hide my body.

After his languid perusal, he focused on my face. “Come in.” he stepped back and pushed the door open further.

When I stepped inside he slid the door shut and the soft rasp of a lock sounded behind me. A shiver of excitement slid down my spine.

“They were right. I don’t usually have to calm myself like this. The thought that you were in danger made me wild with panic.” He held my gaze, so much meaning in his words.

I stepped toward him, pressing against his chest as I gazed up at him. “I truly thought I was going to die, but when I saw you, I knew everything would be all right.” I rose to my tiptoes and put a hand on the back of his neck, applying the lightest pressure. He indulged me, tilting down.

My lips met his and this time there was nothing gentle about it. He jerked me toward him, ravaging my mouth. I moaned as the strokes of his tongue, the bites he applied to my lips, sent liquid fire through my belly to my clit, causing it to flutter and pulse. I clenched my thighs against the sensation, the wetness that was building. He must have felt the movement for he pulled back, eyes blazing, a wicked smirk curling his lips.

Without a word he slashed his claws out and tore the dress from me, baring me fully to him. Automatically, I tried to cover myself.

“No, dhysa.” He grabbed my wrists and held my arms away, feasting his eyes on my body in a way that made me squirm and clench my thighs.

His nostrils flared as his pupils dilated and contracted in that mesmerizing way, taking me in. “I smell your arousal.” He purred, still holding me open to him. His molten gaze met mineand before I could blink or take a breath, he had me in his arms and his wings propelled us across the room to the massive bed.

He settled me against the luxurious sheets gently. I ran my hands over his powerful forearms and biceps, bracing him above me. I couldn’t keep my hands off him. He watched me with lidded eyes, each breath becoming sharper the more I touched him.

My gaze locked on his, I gently raked my nails along the lower part of his ridged abdomen. He clenched, a growl tearing from his throat, and I froze at the primal response I’d pulled from him. Then his lips came crashing down onto mine, his weight pinning me mercilessly as he stole my breath. I dropped my knees apart, moaning at the feel of his hips pinning mine. His length was hot against me, despite the pants he still wore, and the imprint of it against my belly made me squirm as my core throbbed, clenching against the emptiness.

He pulled away from me to nibble on my sensitive ear, rocking his hips against me as I whimpered at the unfamiliar rippling pleasure. It hadneverbeen like this before.

“I’m going to touch you.” He breathed into my ear, making bumps track across my chest and down my arms. When he didn’t make a move, I turned my head, expectant, wanting. He watched me carefully, as though waiting for a rejection.

“I want to feel you.” I breathed, my gaze tracing over his face, enchanted by him. Terrifying and masculine and yet beautiful, with his glittering eyes and mouth curved in a sinful smile.

He didn’t make me wait. His mouth dipped to my breasts, nipples painfully tight on my small mounds, and took one into his mouth savagely. I gasped, fearing his fangs, but he didn’t hurt me. He did suckhard.I bit back the sounds that wanted to tumble from my lips. Still, he didn’t touch me where I most needed him to and I squirmed, rolling my hips as every suck and nip to my tits made my clit pulse.

I needed more, needed—

He pulled away abruptly, sitting back on his knees. I watched him, my hands fisting around the sheets as I waited in anticipation for what he would do. Did he find me beautiful? His gaze seemed to say yes. Powerful hands gripped my knees, and he pushed my legs up and apart. I tried to sit up, unused to being so bare, so vulnerable, in front of anyone. He pushed my knees again, and I toppled back onto the bed.

“Arrazyl—”

“Shh, let me feast my eyes before I taste you.” His eyes flicked up to mine. “You’re glistening for me, dhysa. Your cunt is ready for mating.”

I flushed hot at the erotic words, unused to them. I didn’t need to think about it for long because he dipped his mouth down and I had to bite my wrist not to cry out when he began to lap and suck. His tongue had ridges that rippled over my sensitive flesh and made me want to cry out in pleasure at the contact. As it was, I kept myself from bucking hard, like I wanted to. When his lips found my clit and he sucked, I squirmed and let out a muffled moan. And then suddenly he was gone, cold air replacing the heat of his mouth.

“No.” I snapped my eyes open at the guttural snarl. He grabbed my arm and pulled it away from my face, his eyes furious. “You will not hide from me. I want to hear your screams and moans and gasps as I ravage your cunt. I want you to move when you like something. It is an honor for a male to be good enough to bring a female to the height of pleasure. Do not take that from me.”

My breathing was ragged. “It’s never been like this before.”

His eyes flashed. “You’ve never been mated?”

“It’s not that…it’s just never felt this amazing.” I whispered the last word as though it were a dirty secret. And from the sinful twist of his lips, it might have been.