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“I didn’t say you could touch her.”
My eyes squeezed shut at the cruel whisper of his finger replacing mine. The caress was feather light, no more than a flick, yet my thighs trembled with the strain for more.
“She’s mine now, kitten.” He gave her another maddening brush. “You had her to yourself long enough. She belongs to me. You touch her only when I say you can, understand?”
He pinched her between his thumb and finger, and I wailed. My forehead struck the counter next to my clawing fingernails with a crack that would have hurt any other time, but barely registered. My hips bucked wildly over the dick doing nothing to help me.
“Please,” I sobbed over and over again, on the verge of tears as he sadistically kept me teetering.
“Fuck, baby, the way you beg…” He skimmed my clit in light little strokes. “Makes my cock hurt.”
I came with a violence that muffled the world. Everything plummeted into a vacuum of abstract colors. I must have screamed because Darius had his hand over my face, over my mouth, silencing the howl I thought had been in my head. His dick moved in slow, even rocks along my throbbing walls, each one mirroring the easy skims of his finger barely grazing my clit.
I was still making whining, sobbing sounds when I returned to earth in time to feel his fingers slid down my chin. He probably hadn’t meant to catch his fingers on my lips but my delirious brain obediently opened, welcoming in two fingers that I immediately wrapped in my tongue.
“Kami!”
I sucked lightly as his thrusts deepened, quickened. I felt the urgency in the drive of his hips, the unmistakable approach of his release.
I moaned around his fingers and dipped the tip of my tongue up the V.
He came with a grunt of my name. Hot ropes of release sprayed my walls, thick and endless. It ran down my thighs when he pulled free and splattered the floor between my spread feet.
Six heartbeats passed where the only sound was our joined gasps and the crack of my heart. His fingers stayed between my lips, pressing on my tongue, his skin salty.
“Fuck, kitten,” he groaned at last. He eased his wet digits free and used my own saliva to gloss my bottom lip. “You might just be the end of me.”
“Regrets?”
His laugh was weak and gruff at the same time. “This is the only death I’ll accept willingly.”
I turned in the circle of his arms to face his beautiful profile, his stunning eyes and rich scent. That close, he was a head taller and a wall of power that made her feel so small and protected.
I touched his face, the sharp line of his cheek to his lips. “No death willingly.”
He kissed my fingertips. “Kami.”
My palm replaced my digits, silencing his words, silencing his misunderstanding of mine. “No death … willingly,” I repeated slowly, and waited until I saw the understanding darken his eyes.
He kissed the skin asking for his silence. Then he pushed closer. His arms encircled my waist. I was drawn against the warmth of his chest. His lips found the spot between my eyebrows. I raised my face and was rewarded with a second kiss on my offered lips.
“I will never leave you, not without a fight.”
I closed my eyes and planted my face into the hard muscles of his chest, over his heart. “Then keep me.”
His arms tightened. The weight of his fingers in my hair tightened. “There will always be another Uriah Volkov. Therewill always be another threat, another incident. I will never escape this.”
I lifted my eyes to his resigned expression. “So, we move on after this weekend? We find different people, have children, live different lives, occasionally see each other on holidays and pretend these three days never happened?”
I felt the hardening of his muscles flexing around me, the sharp inhale, the hard kick of his chest under my palms. His lips parted in response.
“Kam, where the hell are you?”
I flinched at Lavena’s voice coming from the patio doorway, just around a single wall, barely a dozen steps away.
“Coming!” I called, never taking my eyes off the man watching me. I heard her mumble something, but it was followed by the thump of her feet retreating. “I have to go.”
He unwound himself from around me when I tugged. Neither of us said a word when I hurried to meet my friends.
