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“No…” Oh. He wanted her to take it from him with her mouth, to allow him to not just provide her with food but to hand-feed her. A flush of warmth washed through her, making her toes tingle. Dare she? It felt bold. Intimate. She licked her lips.
His eyes dropped to her mouth, his gaze going heavy-lidded.
Heat curled in her belly under his regard. And why shouldn’t she be bold? She was currently the prized captive of a foreign king. Despite his audacious proclamation about keeping her, she knew that, after he was done with her, she’d return to the loving arms of her family. So why shouldn’t she use him, too? She had this one chance to live out her wildest, most erotic dreams. She’d regret it forever if she didn’t embrace this moment. After all, what could go wrong? she thought, a slightly hysterical laugh escaping before she could stop it.
He quirked an eyebrow at her, still holding out the cracker as he awaited her decision.
7
SERAIAH
Leaning forward on her knuckles, she parted her lips and wrapped her mouth around the snack and his fingers. She pulled back slowly, her tongue dragging along the bottom of his thumb as she claimed her prize. With an index finger, she delicately wiped a smear of cheese from the corner of her mouth, licking it clean.
“Goddess, fuck,” Zarin whispered, his pupils contracting to pinpricks in his amber eyes.
She gave him a slow smile as she chewed and swallowed her cracker. A sip of wine washed it down before it got stuck in her throat. It would be just her luck to choke on her own boldness. “Aren’t you hungry, your majesty?” she asked innocently, as if she hadn’t noticed the bulge straining against his zipper.
He swallowed hard and set his empty glass on the table with a thunk. “What are you doing, Seraiah?” he asked, his voice a low purr that stroked along her spine.
“Being bold,” she said, draining her wine, the bite of it making her tongue tingle.
“Bold,” he repeated, taking the empty glass from her and setting it next to his. He rolled to his knees and put his hands on either side of her hips. “Does that mean what I think it means? I need you to be clear, darling.”
The warmth of his palms seared her skin. “Oh, so now consent is important?” she asked with a raised brow, trailing a finger down his neck to the dip in his collarbone.
He held himself still, his eyes intent. “Absolutely. While abduction of intendeds is a time-honored tradition among my people, everything else requires agreement, preferably enthusiastic. Sometimes, it can take some convincing.” He shifted closer, his face a heartbeat from hers. “Have I convinced you?” he asked.
Yes, she thought, but I want to tease first. A little payback for the abduction. The wine warmed her blood and made it easier to play the unfamiliar role of teasing temptress. “Not yet.” She stroked a hand over his shoulder and down his arm, enjoying the play of muscles tightening beneath her touch. “But we could start with a kiss and go from there.”
“Bold of you, darling,” he said, his voice a mere whisper, his lips hovering over hers, their breath mingling. “I’ve always found a kiss is an excellent place to start.”
“Kissing is good.” She closed the distance between them and brushed her lips over his before pulling back. It was a gentle caress and no more, to see how he would respond.
His elongated pupils expanded, swallowing the amber until it was a thin golden ring. His entire body tensed, his arm muscles contracting under her touch. But he remained frozen, allowing her control over their interaction.
The power was heady. She stroked his thick mane, enjoying its softness beneath her palm, and rubbed along the curves of his cat-like ears, paying close attention to the tufts of dark red fur lining the tips. His lids dropped to mere slits as she pet him, the soft thrum of his purr resonating with that thread of connection she felt earlier, strengthening it.
She lifted her hands to his cheeks, the shadow of his evening scruff tickling her palms. “Kiss me, Zarin,” she commanded.
In one smooth motion, he slid a hand around the back of her neck, banded an arm around her waist, and pulled her tight against him, claiming her mouth. His tongue slid over the seam of her lips, and she parted them willingly, greeting him as they tasted one another for the first time.
At the first touch, her entire body ignited, sparks flaring through every nerve as he sucked at her tongue, his strong fingers kneading the back of her neck. She leaned into his touch with a groan, heat pooling in her belly. His warm lips left her mouth to travel across her jaw and down her neck, the hand at the small of her back slipping under her top to splay over the bare expanse of skin underneath.
“What do you want, Seraiah?” he asked, his breath hot against her collarbone.
What did she want? She didn’t know. No, she did know. Gods, but it was hard to think past the incredible feel of Zarin touching her. This, she thought. She wanted this. But at the edges of the cloud of lust lurked awareness of where they were and who was around them. “I want…” She let out a low moan as his fingers skated over the curve of her belly, dipping below the folded waistband. “But… guards.”
“Darling, don’t worry about them. They aren’t listening to us,” he said, licking the peak of her nipple through the silken fabric of her pajamas. “They’re in the rovers, privacy screens up.”
But they’d still know, and that made her pause. Discomfited, she shook her head. “No. I… no.”
Immediately, he stopped, sitting back on his heels, his hands resting on his thighs.
Her gaze flickered down to the large bulge tenting the front of his pants as she straightened her top. “Thank you.” She ducked her head, letting the slide of hair screen her face.
He lifted her chin with the touch of a finger. “No means no. Always. It doesn’t matter how much I want you. It doesn’t matter how hard it is for me to sit here with you right here, so beautifully flushed and utterly desirable, when all I want is to bury my cock in your pussy and make you come.”
A pulse of heat shot straight to said lady bits with his words, her body flushing. She wasn’t going to deny it. That sounded pretty damn good to her. She wanted him in her, too.
