“Nightmares?” he asked against my lips.
I nodded. “The usual. Everyone around me dies, and there’s nothing I can do.”
“Fight back. Kill them.” His wide palms spread over my torso, leaving a path of burning heat. “If that fails, I’ll protect you.”
“I know.” I kissed him back. “What about you? Can’t sleep?”
He shook his head. His hands trailed down to my ass, and he pulled forward, dragging me over his hardening cock. “I always have nightmares without you by my side.”
I paused our gentle make-out. “Sleep with me more often.”
His nose nudged mine tenderly. “I do not want to be selfish.”
Obi had made how much he wanted me very clear, especially with how often he’d pulled me away to fuck me, pushed me over the counter to eat me out, or scooped me up for a quick make-out session. He was possessive and consuming, and everything I adored. None of the other guys had a problem with his increase in physical affection recently.
“Then share,” I chided with a smile. “But sleep with me more. We both sleep better.”
He sighed while his lips returned to my neck. “All right.”
“What happened in your dreams?”
He kissed my collarbone and then rested his forehead on my shoulder.
“I feared the Camorra had gone after my family in Nigeria.” The featherlight touch of his fingers drew goosebumps to the skin of my chest. “I dreamt they killed my brothers and sisters, and left their bodies for me to find.”
I locked my arms around his neck and pulled him to me. “I’m sorry. We will not let that happen.”
He squeezed me back. “I know. It is just my fear, but I believe in us. Our future is only joy and peace.”
When we first met, Obi was closed off and reticent. He hid his vulnerability and he clung to his power, but that was different now. I cupped his cheek and drew his face back to mine. I kissed him lightly at first, and then as both our hungers grew, I deepened it.
His thumbs brushed against my nipples while he bit my lower lip, and I sucked in a gasp as his kisses moved down my neck and chest. His mouth closed over my nipple and his tongue swirled around it, drawing it to a stiff peak. Tingles rocketed down my spine and my hips ground on top of his lap.
“I can feel your heat,” he whispered, his nose dragged across my chest until his mouth closed on my other nipple. “You have no idea what you do to me.”
I dragged my hips down over his rock-hard cock. “I think I have an idea.”
His teeth bit my nipple, and I gasped at the combination of pain and pleasure. “You are always so sassy.”
“You love it, though,” I breathed. My nails dragged up the back of his neck. My head fell backward when he switched back to my other breast.
“I love it,” he whispered, his voice rumbling in his chest. “Never stop.”
I smiled. “I couldn’t even if I tried.”
His fingertips walked down my belly until they reached the spot between my legs. He dusted over my clit. It was a total tease because I knew he could feel how wet I was from the mark I’d already left on his sleep pants. It was only after he made me whimper in anticipation that his thumb began slow circles around my clit.
“I want to fuck you,” he murmured in the dip of my collarbone. He bit the skin, then kissed it. Then bit higher on my neck, then kissed it again. “I want to feel the deepest parts of you. I need my cum inside of you, branding you from the inside out.”
My hands left his neck to pull down the waist of his sleep pants. His cock popped free, and I palmed it, stroking it up and down. A deep groan built in his chest.
“Let me inside you, dear one,” he rasped while sucking on my neck. I’d have a huge hickey there tomorrow, but I didn’t care. He could cover my entire body in his marks, and I’d wear them proudly.
My core felt so empty it ached, but I kept stroking him while he rubbed my clit. He drove me crazy so often that I wanted to return the favor. My free arm wrapped around his neck, holding him as close to me as possible.
“Leona, ola’m, my treasure.” His voice was heavy and rough. He thrust into my hand. “Please.”
I shifted my hips so I could center myself over him, and then I slowly lowered onto his cock. My lips parted in a gasp as he pushed inside. I sank further and further with every roll of my hips until he filled me completely. My arm tightened around his neck and his hand fisted in my hair.