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Holy shit, that look again.
“‘Master’ will be fine for now, tupulai.”
Not a kiss.
Even better.
“Yes, Master,” I whispered, letting the magic settle in thicker. “Whatever you wish.”
I leaned a little closer, craving his harder grip, but he slipped his hand free, gliding it out to my shoulder. He cupped a hand around my other shoulder before saying anything again.
“What I wish…is to be inside you, Lucina.” His touch turned heavy, pushing me down. “Beginning with how you’ll take me from your knees.”
Oh…
damn…
yes.
The ecstasy wrapped around me as sensual need engulfed me. The need to do exactly this for him. To be completely claimed by him, controlled by him, guided by him—points emphasized as he caught handfuls of my shirt during my descent. With efficient tugs, he removed it completely from me. One more twist and he’d opened the clasp of my bra, setting my bare breasts free.
My tingling, aching, completely erect breasts.
“Fuck.” He nudged one with one of his calves, making my nipple stand up even harder. Did the same with his other leg, resulting in my pensive moan. Before I could help it, my hips bucked, a desperate attempt to give my clenching core a little relief.
The temptation was ripped away when Shiraz cupped my chin, forcing my head back up. In his dilated pupils, I beheld my own reflection. Kiss-swollen lips. Nipples at full attention, centered in puckered, dusky areolas. Eyes glassy with unthinking lust.
But there were just seconds to process all of that, before the curious tilt of his head claimed my attention.
“Fuckkkk.” He drew it out this time. “You really do want this.”
I dared the smallest of nods. “Yes, Master. I do.”
He snarled. Just for a moment. Shifted his hold from my chin, sliding that hand into a possessive clench across the back of my head. “Then you shall have what you crave. Serve me, tupulai—with your mouth.”
I smiled. Just a little. “It will be my pleasure, Master.”
And God, how it was.
No. It was better than pleasure. It was heaven.
Unbuckling his pants.
Unzipping his fly.
Dipping my head in to breathe his musk…then savoring my first taste of his hard flesh. A low rumble emanated from him as I licked the base of his shaft, wanting to remember this feeling. The way I made him swell. The way I made him sound. The wonderful, primal things that were all male about him…calling to everything that was female in me.
“Dammit,” he finally husked. “Enough.” With his free hand, pushed down the fabric still trapping his cock, springing more of the shaft free. His erection was more beautiful than I’d imagined—and I had imagined—with a nest of dark hair supporting a penis the color of polished copper. Veins stood out against his skin, pulsing burgundy with his blood, his life. The crown was a shade darker, throbbing with arousal and topped with a milky drop I couldn’t wait to get my mouth on.
A good thing, considering what he did next.
Slid his hand forward until he could squeeze the juncture of my jaw. Used that same grip to force my mouth to his glistening tip. “Suck it off. Then take the rest of me.”
He tasted perfect.
I’d no more savored the salty pre-cum than he fed me the rest of his length. I nearly couldn’t take him all on the first thrust, being rusty at best on this since Ryan had some hang-up that only sluts really liked blowing their men, but the memory of this joy returned quickly.
Thank God.
