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“Then show me more,” I finally manage to rasp. “All of it, Kara. In the best way possible.”
Her happy hum betrays her blissful compliance. The sound intensifies, flowing from her lips to my ear, as she strips away her panties and then repositions herself.
In one gorgeously graceful move, she guides her slick heat around my demanding cock.
“Fuck.” It escapes me again, riding the crest of a desperate husk. But my vocal cords aren’t any good for forming anything better, especially as her body clamps mine tighter.
Tighter…
My breath stammers out of me. My lungs pump hard, struggling for sustenance. An impossible ask. Already I understand…this is more than a simple exchange of pleasure. This is about worshipping her spirit. Exalting her body. Seeing every inch of her heart and treasuring it as the gift it is.
Kara. My breathtaking demon angel. She’s around me but inside me, her physical grip only half of what she’s done to my mind and heart. The places inside, light and dark, that beg to be seen in full by her. Accepted by her.
Released by her…
As soon as the thought gongs my brain, my whole body jerks. I almost withdraw all the way from her. This wild temptation…it’s part of a beast I’ve barely seen, let alone accepted. It comes with shadows I’ve ignored most of my life. That I’ve forced myself to mask from everyone, including myself, to the point that they terrify me.
“Maximus. My love.”
At first her voice is another aroused sigh. But my trepidation takes care of that fast enough. She acknowledges it by hitching back an inch.
“Hey. Are you all right?”
I answer her with another extended moan. But it’s not without conflict. The complete contrary. “My God,” I mutter, before pushing volume into a command. “Say it again.” I delve a hand into her hair. So undone and untamed, just how I love it.
The corners of her mouth curl out, an alluring start to her full smile. “Maximus…my love.”
Her breath caresses the syllables across my bottom lip. I let my head fall back. “You do things to me,” I confess in a croak. “Things that aren’t always sane. Or safe.”
A small, tight sound reverberates up her throat. And then, hesitating as if she’s trying another language… “Safe.”
I dip my head and reopen my gaze. She’s waiting for me with a huge, seeking stare—and I already know it’s because she’s feeling me too. All my conflict. The vacillation between staying proper but being primitive. Between feeling so exposed by her—and recognizing every zap of the arousal it brings to me.
“Who says you have to be safe?” She tilts her head, twitching her lips again. “Or even sane?”
It’s not the sexy gist of her challenge. It’s not even the raspy threads that take over her voice as she does.
She undoes me with the new expression on her stunning face.
The look even she doesn’t look ready for, like a novice lion tamer with her little stick and chair, facing her unpredictable beast for the first time.
The beast who now tremors beneath her. Clenching and growling…and wondering how long he’ll last until he shatters.
And then digs his teeth into her.
It’s another thought I should be shoving away. Another impulse I should be ordering into submission. But the smile she continues to wield—holy hell, that tremulous but marvelous smile—pulls on me hard.
Nearly as ruthless as the matching yank I give to her hair.
“Unnnnhhh,” she groans out, her head jerking back from the force of my clamp. I’ve caused her pain, which should be causing me a thousand stabs of shame, but the ecstasy on her face is too riveting. Too addicting.
I want more.
And I demand it at once.
Pulling harder. Growling deeper.
“Oh!” Kara gasps out. “Maximus.Yesss.”
