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He dipped his head, flicked his tongue over one nipple, then sealed his hot mouth over it. Heated arrows shot between her legs, stinging and dampening her core with such sweet pleasure she cried out, her hands darting up to grab his shoulders before her weakened knees gave way.
‘Dio...please.’ A full-body tremor shook through her.
‘Please what, matia mou?’ he muttered, his tongue still shamelessly lapping at her painfully aroused buds.
She convulsed, her nails digging into him. ‘You...you don’t need to torture me. You already have what you want.’
‘And what’s that?’ he asked, with a hint of tightness in his tone.
‘Me. You have me. Can’t that be enough?’
He straightened, replaced his mouth with his hands, and moulded her breasts as he took his time to consider that.
‘No. Not until my seed is fully implanted and growing in your womb. Then I may consider this thing halfway to being successful.’
With that, he nudged her firmly backwards, watched her tumble onto the bed with triumph blazing in his eyes. Then he was prowling over her, dragging her up until she lay there, displayed like the sacrifice he fully meant her to be, in the middle of his bed.
He reared back then, settling on his knees and tugging off his jacket. He watched her with fixated intensity. Tossing it away, he undid several shirt buttons, then ditched his undressing and grabbed the next piece of jewellery.
An anklet.
Shamefully aroused, Odessa watched him tug one of her legs up. One large hand circled her ankle, brought her leg up to rest her foot against his bare chest, while the other trailed the delicate anklet which bore the same yellow teardrop diamond as its centrepiece up her inner thigh.
Shivers racked her body, drawing a wicked smile to his arousal-etched face. ‘You’re so intoxicatingly responsive...’ he rasped thickly.
After securing the piece, he raised her foot, dropped a kiss on her instep, then slowly widened her legs until her core was bare to his rabid gaze.
Until he couldn’t miss how wet, how thoroughly turned on she was.
‘I’ve waited a long time for this,’ he breathed. There was a heavy vein of satisfaction in his voice, but also a sliver of bittersweetness to his confession.
‘You don’t sound happy about it.’
‘As much as the end result is satisfactory, if I’d had my way it would’ve happened much sooner.’
Her heart lurched. She opened her mouth—to say what, exactly, she wasn’t sure. It wasn’t to apologise again. At this point Odessa deemed she’d served whatever penance she deserved for her actions on her eighteenth birthday.
As much as it hurt, the ball was in Ares’s court.
His thumb slid a little roughly, insistent, over her mouth from top to bottom, then along her lower lip. His breathing intensified as she parted her lips, her body surging into stinging life as he explored her with the avidity of pirates exploring their loot.
For the longest time they simply existed in that thickened bubble of sensate touch, their breaths mingling as arousal mounted.
‘Suck,’ he ordered gruffly, sliding his thumb tightly between her lips.
She closed her lips immediately, her nipples peaking and a soft moan floating up from her throat at the dirty, sublime sensation.
‘Theos...’ he cursed, voice hoarse, eyes so dark they were almost black.
Odessa’s face flamed as triumph blazed in his eyes, unable to look away as he undid his belt and tugged down his zipper. Then—again as if he couldn’t help himself—he abandoned his undressing and trailed his fingers down her body from throat to midriff, to circle her belly button before slowing his caress to pause where the diamond lay against her mound. His eyes rising to lock on hers, he slipped his fingers lower, lower, until his hand completely covered her femininity.
‘Mine.’
Primal. Raw. Absolute.
Her every nerve-ending shuddered at this visceral possessiveness.
‘Say it,’ he insisted.
