“Kavin…”
He was lost. She knew it wouldn’t take much to push him over the edge. But this time, she wanted to go over with him. Releasing him, she climbed up his body until her hands were braced on each side of his head and she was straddling his hips, his cock sliding through her wetness, making her shiver with the promise of impending pleasure.
He looked up with those fathomless eyes as he rested his hands on her hips. She pressed forward, just a touch, until the tip of his cock was braced at her opening. Braced to take her.
“Kavin…”
She lowered and took his mouth, just as her body took him in. She felt his hands at her waist, pressing against her in an attempt to hold her back, but she didn’t want that. She wanted to feel all of him. Hard. Hot. Deep. She wanted to know what it felt like to finally be his.
She pushed her hips down hard. Then gasped at the burn and tight fit she felt everywhere.
Holy shit… She pulled her mouth from his and dropped her forehead against his shoulder.
His arms closed around her; his breath feathered her temple. “Breathe, rouhi.”
She was trying to, but Allah, it hurt. More than she’d expected.
He kissed her temple, her cheek. His hands cupped her face as he pulled her mouth back to his. And then his leg was hooking over her hip, and he was rolling her to her back once more. A tear slipped from her eye, trailed down her temple. He kissed it away, moved back to her mouth, and kissed her again and again, until the burn turned into a dull ache, one that wasn’t so bad.
“So beautiful,” he whispered as his hand cupped her breast. “So incredibly sexy.”
She lost herself in his kisses, forgot about the ache, and knew only his mouth, his tongue, his body pressed into hers. That and the delicious heat, suddenly reigniting as his hands and mouth moved over her again and again.
“You feel so good around me,” he whispered, kissing the corner of her mouth, her jaw, her earlobe until she shivered. “So tight. So perfect.”
His husky words, his heated breath, and the way he seemed to know just where to touch her all coalesced until need overruled discomfort. Until desire replaced hesitation. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and groaned as he pinched her nipple, sending electric sensations straight to her sex. Easing her knees up, she lifted her hips, wanting…more. But he drew away. And the friction of his cock sliding out of her body caused a shiver to rush through her all over again. One followed by a gasp because it felt so good she didn’t want him to leave her…ever.
She gripped his shoulders, tried to pull him back. Couldn’t talk because his tongue was still deep in her mouth. And then he was there, pushing deep once more, making her groan at the erotic sensation, slowly increasing his thrusts until she was meeting every one and moaning when he hit that perfect spot.
Oh… This was what she’d wanted. This hard, full ache that made her entire body tingle. He pulled back, pressed in deeper. Bracing his hands on the mattress, he lifted his upper body from hers, keeping them joined only at the hips.
“Look, rouhi,” he said in a thick voice. “Look at me taking you. You’re mine. Just mine.”
Kavin gripped his forearms, glanced down her body to where they were joined, and watched as his cock disappeared inside her sex, then pulled out again, shiny from her arousal, only to disappear once more.
The visual was so erotic. Seeing what he was doing to her while feeling it at the same time... Her vision blurred. And his one word…mine…locked inside her mind.
Her skin grew hot. Tingles rushed through her whole body. She dropped her head back and groaned.
“Yes, Kavin. Yes…come with me.”
Her orgasm plowed into her. Swept her under. Consumed her from the inside out.
She felt him shudder. Heard him call her name. But it was distant. Muffled. All she could focus on were the rolling vibrations devouring her. Everywhere.
Slowly, sound returned. Her chest rose and fell with her uneven breaths. She heard Nasir’s heavy breathing. Registered his weight pressing her into the mattress and the slick skin of his arms against her hands.
Wow. That had been…better than she’d ever expected. Hotter, more intense, a thousand times more exciting than she’d imagined it could be. And when she thought of the way he’d called her his…
A smile curled her lips. She wrapped her arms around his back, kissed his temple. Kissed it again and shivered when she realized he was still inside her.
“I’m hurting you,” he mumbled against her shoulder.
She locked her leg around his hip before he could pull away. “I like you right where you are.”
He chuckled, then turned his head to press a gentle kiss against her throat. “Forceful all of a sudden. What have I done to you?”
“Not nearly enough.” She smiled as he lifted his upper body from hers so he could see her eyes. Trailed her hands up his strong chest to cup his face, then lifted so her mouth was next to his again. “I told you I wanted to try everything.”
His eyes darkened as she kissed him. But he didn’t kiss her back. “Kavin—”
“Don’t think, Nasir.” She licked the corner of his mouth. “We don’t have time for thinking.”
“There are things we need to discuss.”
“Later.” She hooked her leg over his and rolled him to his back once more. When she was on top, she braced her hands on his chest and grinned down at him. “Right now, I want you to make love to my breasts like you talked about earlier. And then I want you to make me come all over again. Any way you want.”
“Any way?”
Her smile widened as she watched whatever worry had stopped him before dissipate. She lowered her lips to his. “Every way, sahad. Tonight I’m yours.”
Chapter Twelve
Nasir lay on his side, his head perched on his hand as he stared down at Kavin, lying on her back on the narrow mattress, her face tipped his way, her eyelids closed in sleep.
Her chest rose and fell with her deep breaths, and the sheet lay low across her naked hips. Arousal stirred in his veins as his gaze swept the length of her body, but he fought it back, instead brushed a lock of curly hair from her cheek, marveled at the softness of her skin.
Asleep, she almost looked angelic. Which, considering she was djinn, wasn’t a great stretch. Angels and djinn were both created by Allah at the same time, before man. And since they were both supernatural beings, it made sense her beauty could best that of any angel. But where angels lacked desire and free will, djinn were creatures of choice. Sometimes that free will led them down a dark path, as it did many Shaitans and Ghuls and Infrit and…even himself. But sometimes it led to light and illumination and the sweetest feelings one could ever know.
Emotion stirred within him. Ones he hadn’t felt in years. Ones that were stronger than what he’d known before. He’d been fighting to stay alive since being brought here because he knew doing so enraged the highborns. But now…
He swallowed hard and trailed his finger across the corner of her mouth. Now he had something more important than revenge. More important than his own desire to live. Something deeper, he realized, than what he’d shared with Talah.
Her lashes fluttered, almost as if she sensed him thinking about her. And as her sleepy eyes opened, a slow, easy smile spread across her luscious lips. Lips he wanted to kiss and lick and taste all over again. “You’re not sleeping.”
“I don’t need much.”
She skimmed her hand over his bare chest, her touch igniting a rush of tingles he felt everywhere. “What have you been doing?”
“Watching you.”