Page 199 of Forbidden Forget-Me-Not

“Let’s just say that you’re the only thing in my life that could turn me into a monster.”

He dropped to his knees, and I sucked in a shuddering breath. His eyes lifted to mine, and he licked his lips.

“Every man who’s ever looked at you like he had a right…I remember their faces,” he growled before flicking his tongue over my clit.

A shudder ran through me, and my hands tangled in his hair.

“Please, Goran, don’t stop.”

He gripped my ass, pulling me closer while his finger slid inside of me. He knew my body so well, curling the digit just right to hit that sweet spot.

“Goran…yes.”

“That’s it, Lani…come for me. Let me hear you scream my name.” His voice rolled through my body as my hips rocked against his hot mouth. His eyes locked with mine, I whimpered, pinching my nipples as he lifted my leg over his shoulder, plunging his finger deeper.

“You taste so fucking good.”

He sucked my clit into his mouth. My head fell back as I bucked against him, screaming his name until my voice was hoarse.

My legs were trembling uncontrollably by the time he was done. His tongue traced a slow path up my legs, over my stomach, all the way to my breasts. He sucked one hard peak into his mouth, and I jerked in his hold, each pull sending electrical currents racing through my body.

He gave the other the same treatment, then nipped lightly at my neck.

I clung to his shoulders, positive I would fall if I didn’t hold on.

“I fucking crave you more than my last breath. If I had to choose between you for one more night or living forever, I would choose you every time. There’s nothing in this world I wouldn’t do to keep you now that you’re mine.”

But it was what he didn’t say that spoke the loudest.

His eyes promised to murder anyone who tried to come between us. That alone should have terrified me after everything I had seen him do tonight.

But it didn’t.

“I need you inside of me,” I begged.

Goran was not just a man. He was something else entirely. Something that couldn’t be defined by a single word. The way he looked at me made me feel seen. He owned every part of me. My heart. My mind. My soul.

And I was never letting him go.

He picked me up and pushed me against the tile wall. The cold shocked my skin, but I liked it. Goran rubbed his hard cock along my pussy, and my core tightened in anticipation.

“You need me?” He teased the tip into my entrance, but refused to push deeper.

“Yes.” I nodded, desperate to feel him spread me open and fill me. “Goran, pl….”

The rest of the sentence died in my throat as he drove into me in one long thrust. I cried out as I stretched around him.

“Fuck…you’re so wet. So tight,” he ground out through clenched teeth. “You’re going to make me come.”

His cock twitched, threatening to do just that. His face looked pained with the effort it took to hold himself back, and something utterly delicious about the way his brow furrowed in concentration made heat gather low in my belly. I rolled my hips slowly on his hard shaft.

“Fuck, Lani…” His body tensed.

“Fuck me. Fuck me, Goran,” I moaned in his ear.

“You undo me,” he groaned, gripping my hips harder. Then he slammed into me over and over again. There was no restraint. I bounced hard on his cock as he moved with a feral growl, the act so primal, so unhinged. I shattered around him, craving the moment he fell apart.

“Fuck…yes,” I screamed, clinging to him as he continued driving into me.