“Say it,” he commanded her. “Say you want more.”
She inhaled deeply, trying and failing to steady herself. “I want—no. Ineedmore.”
Alexander scooted across the seat and his lips crashed down on hers before she knew what was happening. Her breath caught when her back hit the seat of the carriage and he towered over her. Theodora’s pulse roared in her ears as the kiss deepened. Alexander’s tongue brushed hers in a slow stroke that made heat pool low in her belly.
He pulled back just enough to speak against her mouth. “Has your heart rate risen?”
Theodora felt as though her heart would burst through her chest at any minute.
She swallowed hard. “Yes.”
His eyes darkened with satisfaction. “Good.”
He kissed her again, slower, and hungrier. One hand slid to her waist, fingers splaying wide, pinning her against the plush seat. His other hand cupped the back of her neck as his thumb stroked along her skin. Alexander tilted her head to take more of her mouth. Theodora’s fingers curled into his shirt as she tried to pull him closer and a soft, helpless sound escaped her throat.
Alexander drew back and removed his shirt. Her eyes travelled along his torso; his bruises were bright and his injury by his rib looked frightfully swollen. She felt an odd sensation within that had nothing to do with their sexual hysteria.
“You are in pain.” She continued to stare at his lean body.
“You are unsettled?”
“Yes,” she whispered.
“In a bad way?” His brows furrowed.
“I want you but…I do not want to hurt you.”
“Trust me, Theo, you will not hurt me.”
Theodora’s eyes travelled lower down his body to the growing bulge in his trousers. His member pressed impressively against the material and her eyes widened with curiosity.
Alexander smiled and resumed his position.
“Your touch only burns me. It does not bruise me,” he murmured against her lips.
Theodora shivered. His hands on her face felt unbearably hot, and she wanted to rip the cloak and dress off so she could feel his entire body.
“Alex,” she moaned his name.
With a flick of his finger, he untied the knot of her cloak, and it fell softly off her shoulders. Alexander grabbed her hair and tilted her head back as he trailed hot, open kisses down the side of her neck. Theodora’s legs parted and he fit betweenher perfectly. His teeth grazed her breasts until she arched involuntarily. His hands grabbed her waist as he slid lower, bunching the fabric of her skirt, and gathering it inch by inch until cool air kissed her thighs. She tensed suddenly.
“Do you want me to stop?” he asked, giving her a moment to refuse him.
“No, you will not stop,” she replied breathlessly.
Alexander smiled darkly as his fingers slipped beneath the hem and did not stop searching until he found the soft skin of her inner thigh. He stroked upward in lazy, teasing circles. Higher. Higher. Until he reached the damp heat between her legs.
“Oh!” she gasped and he groaned low in his throat.
Theodora felt her own wetness on his fingers as he played with her.
“Theodora…” He growled her name and parted her folds with two fingers.
Slowly and carefully, he began to circle her most sensitive part with the pad of his thumb. Theodora’s mind spiraled with each stroke. He was gentle at first, then his touch became firmer, and steadier.
“That feels so good!” She gasped as her hips jerked towards his hand.
Alexander slowly and gently pressed a finger inside of her, curling it just right, stroking an even more sensitive spot within her. Her breath hitched as his finger entered her deeply while his thumb kept working at her mound in tight, relentless circles. Theodora had never dared to explore her body in such a way. She had tried those few times, but nothing she had done on her own had felt so sensational. There was a slight sting at first, but she felt herself open up and as she did the most satisfying feeling rang through her body.
