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“Oh gods, Samkiel,” I moaned, trying to process his words as he slid down my body. He nipped and licked at my neck before pressing a kiss between my breasts, rubbing his cheek against the soft curves. His hot breath and wet mouth teased at the sensitive skin of my stomach, and I twisted beneath him. My fingers combed through his hair, spreading my legs wider to give him more room for his broad shoulders. His laugh vibrated against my navel.
“Impatient, are we?”
“Gods above, if I had my powers right now, I’d incinerate you for teasing me.” I looked down at him.
“There’s my girl,” he growled, his voice rough with desire.
My frustration melted into need at his words, and he saw it. He paused at the top of my panties.
“Is this what you want, Dianna?”
He placed another kiss just above the lace edge, his mouth so close to where I needed it to be.
“Yes,” I practically begged, grabbing at his shoulders. “Please.”
Samkiel’s fingers gripped the side of my panties, and his power pulsed. I felt the flash of heat against my most intimate flesh as they disintegrated. He dipped his head and laid his tongue against my center, then slowly, as if savoring me, lapped up toward my clit. I damn near combusted. Nothing had ever felt so fucking good. My eyes rolled to the back of my head. Heat flooded my body, and my skin prickled. It felt like a spark of electricity rested on the tip of his tongue, sending my whole body into overdrive. My back arched, and I reached out, seeking something to ground me. I dug the nails of one hand into the soft plush blanket. If I had my powers, I knew it would be in shreds. The other hand curled in his hair.
“Do you like this?” Samkiel asked, his breath hot against my sex. He gave me another long slow lick, and I gasped. “I want the words, my Dianna. Tell me what you like.”
Words? He wanted words? My mind was putty. I wasn’t sure I even remembered language when he did that. My reply was a sharp nod and a whimper as I thrust my hips toward his face. I panted, my chest rising and falling as he smiled and lowered his mouth too damn slow.
He licked again, long and slow. I wanted to crawl out of my skin, my body coiled mess waiting to rupture. I didn’t care how I sounded as I writhed beneath him. It felt so good. So so good. I pressed as hard as I could against his mouth as he flicked his tongue over my clit, once, twice, and... I couldn’t count.
“You taste so good, baby. I could stay here forever.”
Samkiel slid his hands under me, cupping my thighs and using his thumbs to part my sex. He swirled his tongue around my clit before sucking it into his mouth. My toes tingled, pleasure shooting through my core. I was so close.
“Which do you prefer?”
Was he teasing me?
“Slow?”
He ran his tongue from my opening to my clit and stopped. I shuddered and groaned, my head falling back.
“Fast?”
His tongue swirled around my clit so quickly I damn-neared came off the floor. His grip on me tightened. “Samkiel!” I shouted.
“Or somewhere in between?”
He combined both motions, and my eyes rolled so far back in my head that I feared they would get stuck.
“Answer me, Dianna.”
“All,” I gasped out, barely coherent. “All of it. Any. More. Please.”
His head dipped, and my moans became breathless pants as he licked and sucked on my sensitive flesh. I heard myself and knew I was saying words, but I had no idea what they were. The pleasure was too much, but I bucked my hips against his lips and tongue, never wanting him to stop. The stubble from his jaw rasped against my inner thighs, and I knew I would wear his mark. He had all the power now, and he knew it.
He lifted his head and licked his lips. I whimpered in despair, lifting my head to look at him. My breath stopped. Samkiel may have seemed in control, but his eyes said something different. They were pure molten silver, nearly glowing with power. Usually, when they burned like that, someone died. “Would you like just my tongue or fingers, too?”
He wanted me to speak again?
“Fingers,” I whimpered.
I held his gaze through my lashes, my body trembling with anticipation. Samkiel reached out and traced my lips. I parted them beneath his touch, and he slipped two fingers into my mouth. I sucked, my tongue curling against them as my cheeks hollowed. He hissed and slid them in until my lips rested against the edge of his rings.
Samkiel never broke eye contact as he pumped his fingers in and out a few times before removing them and lowering his hand to tease my clit. He slowly slid his middle and ring finger into my pussy before curving them at my entrance. I bit my lower lip as I felt them press into me. They were so much bigger and felt so much better than mine. I clenched around them, and my eyes closed in bliss, my body recognizing what it had been missing. Not what, but who. It was Samkiel. It had always been Samkiel. Nothing would ever be the same again.
