She nods innocently.

I draw back from her, her eyes pleading for my contact.

19

HANNA

Kazrith’s palms on me are agency and possessive. His mouth by no means leaves mine as he pushes me up in opposition to the closed door of my bed room.

My again slams in opposition to the door. His palms are all over the place, cupping my breasts, kneading my buttocks, sliding up my thighs, and caressing each delicate inch of me. I moan into his mouth, arching my neck to grant him higher entry when he nips at my earlobe.

All I can take into consideration is the fireplace in my veins and the way badly I would like him to assert me. I moan into his mouth as his robust palms transfer down my again, unclasping my gown one agonizingly gradual clasp at a time.

Finally, it swimming pools round my ankles, leaving me in solely my sneakers, that I’m swift in kicking off. He steps again to drink me in along with his darkish eyes. His chest heaves as he takes in a ragged breath, as if restraining himself from tearing each scrap of cloth off his physique proper then and there. However he doesn’t.

As an alternative, he slowly unbuttons his shirt, revealing his taut torso and outlined abs. The moonlight dances throughout every muscle, making him seem like a residing sculpture come to life. I need to run my palms alongside his pale pores and skin, dropping myself as his tongue trails my physique.

“Lay down,” he growls, his voice deep and hoarse with need. His pants are tented with arousal as he gestures towards the mattress.

I comply with out hesitation, my physique aching for him as I decide on the plush bedding. My coronary heart kilos in my ears, and I can’t consider that is taking place. This beautiful, harmful demon is right here, in my bed room, and he desires me—solely me.

He was even keen to kill for me.

Kazrith follows me onto the mattress, his weight pinning me down as he covers each inch of my physique with hungry kisses. Teasing flicks of his tongue alongside my collarbone make me shiver with delight. His palms slip alongside my thighs, stroking me proper the place I want it most.

“Inform me you need this,” he whispers in my ear earlier than sucking on my earlobe.

However I hesitate, too misplaced within the immediacy of the second, too misplaced in my want.

He drags his tongue alongside the column of my neck, all the way down to my cleavage, after which down… decrease… decrease.

My moans fill the room as his mouth and fingers discover me, teasing me in methods I didn’t know I used to be able to feeling. My nails dig into the sheets as my again arches up and doing.

“Kazrith,” I plead. “I can’t…”

He comes up for air. His eyes lock with mine, and I see a wildness there that each terrifies and excites me. “Inform me what you need,” he calls for.

“I would like—” I breathe closely, my eyes darting between his personal and the ceiling above us. “I would like you.” The phrases tumble out of my mouth, a confession mired in need and wish.

“You’ll be able to have me when you come for me.” He dips again between my thighs and flicks his tongue throughout my clit.

I gasp, my hips bucking up and doing as pleasure surges via me.

“I need to hear you scream my identify,” he growls in opposition to my flesh, his palms stilling my hips, reining me in.

“Kazrith!” It’s all I can handle via the blissful torture. “Sure, I would like you a lot—”

He will increase the stress and tempo of his ministrations, taking me to the brink of ecstasy then backing off simply as I’m about to fall over the sting. His eyes lock with mine, daring me to ask once more. The room spins round us, and all I do know is the scrumptious ache between my legs, aching for launch.

“Kazrith, please,” I urge, my voice hoarse with desperation.

A smirk crosses his face, however he doesn’t relent. As an alternative, he goes slower, lazier than earlier than whereas his fingers plunge into me deeply. Stars explode behind my eyelids as my orgasm builds as soon as extra, this time ten occasions stronger than earlier than.

“Say it once more,” he pants, his voice labored as he works between my thighs feverishly now.

“I would like you,” I whimper because the world round us dissolves right into a kaleidoscope of coloration and sensation. “I want you inside me now.”

That’s all of the encouragement he wants. He sheathes himself in me in a single, searing thrust that makes my whole physique sing. My nails rake into his again as he kilos into me.

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