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His hips bucked. “I do.” He rubbed her thighs, his hand sliding around to cup her ass. His brows rose. “Are you naked under here?”
“Hell, yes, I am,” she said, leaning close and nipping his earlobe. “Caftans are the best for the free flowing-life.”
His fingers found her pussy. “I need to ask Feriq where he gets his. You need many of these so I can have easy access to you any time I want.”
She gasped. “Yes.” Her grip on his shaft tightened.
“Yes, what, my mate?” he asked as he curled a finger inside her. “You’re so wet. I need my cock in you.”
“Yes, to all of it.” She wanted it all, everything he offered.
Rising to her knees, she peeled off her caftan, tossing it on top of Nox’s ruined hospital gown. Nox wrapped an arm around her hips, trapping her against him, giving him easy access to both her pussy and her breasts. He took full advantage of her new position, flicking a taut nipple with his tongue while he stroked a thumb over her clit.
She dug her hands into his thick hair. “Nox,” she breathed, tilting her head back, the rasp of his tongue on her breast and the slide of his fingers inside her forming a delicious tug as pressure built within her.
An arm still fastened around her hips, he guided her to his cock, teasing her with the tip. Groaning, she sank down onto his shaft, his thick length stretching her to a wonderful fullness, each little nub on his cock bumping over exactly the right spots to make her body hum.
Once seated within her, he cupped her cheeks. “You’re so beautiful, my mate. I must be truly favored by the gods to have you in my arms.” Then his mouth descended, his rough tongue dancing with hers.
The pressure building, she began to move her hips, sliding back and slamming down, torquing her pelvis so those nubs hit in exactly the spots she needed. “Fuck, Nox. You feel so good,” she gasped, her fingers curling over his shoulders, nails digging into the skin.
Nox gripped her waist, thighs clenching, hips rising to meet hers as they came together fast and hard. “Oh, gods. Lis.”
She cried out his name as an earth-shattering orgasm crashed over her, her entire body shaking with its intensity. Seconds later, he joined her, his body rocking against hers as he pumped into her.
For a handful of breaths, they clung to one another, their slick bodies pressed so close, it was like they were one being.
“Holy shit,” she finally said, sliding off him to stand on the cool floor tiles.
“Exactly that,” he said, wrapping a large hand around her nape. He pulled her between his legs and pressed a kiss to the top of her head, breathing in her scent. Then he pushed to his feet and helped her get cleaned up.
After she slipped her caftan back on, he sat back down on the slab and pulled her into his lap, wrapping his arms around her. “What prompted you to say yes? To joining me on Antana’s Luck, I mean.”
“You shielded me,” she said. It was half question, half statement. She knew what he did, jumping in front of that club so it wouldn’t hit her, but still had a hard time believing he put his life on the line to protect her.
He cocked his head, his brows furrowed. “Of course, I did. Pretty sure I told you that protecting you was both my honor and privilege.”
“Yeah, you did, but I didn’t think you meant it literally.” Ducking her head, she rubbed a thumb over her cuticles. “People say romantic shit like that all the time, but it doesn’t mean they’d take a bullet or a club and risk death for someone.”
Cupping her chin, he tipped her head up towards his. “Look at me, my mate.” He waited until she met his eyes. “Know this: I will never lie to you. When I say something, I mean it.”
“Well, good,” she said. A flush of heat spread up her neck and over her cheeks at the intensity of his green gaze. “I appreciate that.”
He huffed out a laugh. “How did I end up with such a challenging mate? Every time I speak to you of emotions, you shut down or deflect. I thought women liked talking about their feelings.”
“Way to stereotype, Nox,” she said, rolling her eyes. “Women are not all exactly alike, you know. Some of us prefer to keep those pesky feelings bottled up inside where it won’t distract us.” She blew out a hard breath. “You’re not wrong about me, though. I’m more of an ‘actions speak louder than words’ gal.”
He tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. “I will take you however you are. I love you, Fidelis Flynn.”
Her heart stopped. She licked her lips. “I love you, Lennox Ovila. I can’t wait to travel the stars with you.”
His hand slid around to cup her nape. “See, now was that so hard?”
18
EPILOGUE
Six months later
