“Yours,” she whispers, pushing up to her toes. “I’m yours, Ethan.”
My teetering control shatters. Tearing her shirt open, I bury my face in the soft mounds of her breasts, overflowing from the bodice of herchima, and breathe her scent, both sweet and crisp, into my lungs. I drag my lips over her silken skin, and she pushes her chest into my face.
With a rough tug, I pull the bodice down and reveal the dusky peaks of her breasts, and suck one tip none too gently into my mouth. I swirl my tongue around the areola and pull away, scraping my teeth along her pebbled nipple.
“Ethan,” she moans.
I’m famished, and I feel as though I will never get my fill. I lather her other breast with equal attention. I fall to my knees and bunch thehem of her skirt in my fist. I pause and look up through my lashes at her flushed face.
“I need to taste you.” I hardly recognize my own voice.
She nods without hesitation.Gods, she’s magnificent.
I push up her full, floor-length skirt, already cursing the layers of undergarments I’ll have to get through. But my breath seizes in my chest.
“Sunny?” I wheeze in a strangled voice.
“I told Miok life is too short for six layers of undergarments,” she says pertly, even though she is breathless. “The worlds as we know them might end in a matter of days.”
“You are as wise as you are beautiful.” I stare at the dark triangle between her legs.
“Did you just figure that—ahh.” Her head falls back on the wooden pillar as I push her folds open and ... lick.
“Gods,” I moan against her clit, and her hips jerk against my mouth. “Hold still, baby. I’m trying to eat.”
And I feast. I worship her with my mouth and tongue, her pleasure my reward. My cock strains against my pants, and I’m afraid I’ll come just like this if that breathless whimper slips past her lips one more time.
“Ethan, please.” Her husky plea sets my body on fire.
“I’m right here. I got you.” I swirl the tip of my finger around her slick entrance and plunge in, deep and hard. “Gods, you’re wet.”
Her teeth sink into her bottom lip, and her head thrashes against the pillar. I add a second finger and work them in and out of her. My fingers squelch against her desire. It’s fucking obscene. And it is mind-blowingly hot.
I lap at her, pumping my hand faster, and when she’s close—so close—I suck her into my mouth.
“Ethan,” Sunny screams and clenches around my fingers.
“There’s my good girl.” I murmur against her mound, gradually slowing the movement of my hand—bringing her down gently.
“Don’tgood girlme.” Her small, strong fingers fist in my hair, and she jerks my head back and looks down at me. “I want you to defile me, Ethan. Fuck me like you mean it.”
I surge to my feet and wrap her legs around my waist in one motion. I free myself with an impatient tug at my pants, and I tilt her hips and plunge inside her. We still for a second, reveling in the perfection of the moment—of coming home.
“Hold tight,” I growl, my entire body taut with feral desire.
When I feel her fingernails digging into my shoulders, I plant a palm on the pillar above her head, and Iclaimher. My hips piston as I plunge in and out of her, going faster, deeper, and harder with each thrust. Her cries catch and break in her throat as I drive into her again and again.
I need to get closer. I need to meld with her. Even as I take her, I already miss this closeness because I know it’s going to end. It will never be enough. I will want her—I will love her—for a thousand years. She is my obsession. She is my everything.
“E-Ethan,” she pants. “I’m close ... I’m so close ... Come ... come with me.”
“Always.” I crush my lips against hers. “I am yours, Sunny. Take me any way you want.”
She buries her fingers in my hair and deepens our kiss, bruising and demanding. She is claiming me, and I am humbled, honored. I don’t know if I deserve her, but I am never letting her go. I thrust myself inside her, and our mingled shout fills the garden.
My body goes limp, and my weight presses her into the pillar. But I can’t make myself move away from her—pull out of her. We lean against the wooden pillar, still connected, and catch our breaths until our hearts beat in sync.
“Hi.” She wiggles her adorable bottom, asking to be put down.
