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"Are you sure?" I bite my lip and bend to kiss him. He allows me, taking my kiss like it is his to devour as he wants.
He leans back and places a solid palm against my ass, hefts me up, and places me right over his face.
"Do we have the time?" He questions, right before he slurps at me through the cotton of my panties.
"I think not, but I want this."
He digs his tongue into me, sucking the panties into his mouth like he can already taste me through them. Xander lets it go, sniffs at me, and then groans. "Fuck. You smell divine, Mel."
"Make me feel it too." I anchor my hand into his hair and moan gently when he licks around me, his tongue sweeping over my thighs in a gentle caress, his hand on my ass, palming and squeezing a handful. I rock against his face, enjoying the way his finger probes at my wetness, sliding my panties to the side so he can slide his tongue into me.
His tongue is wet and yet somehow warm, and the feeling is indescribable in my euphoria. I slant my head back unconsciously, almost as though my neck can no longer bear its weight, and cry out over and over again.
His finger burrows between us, and he fucks me hard with them, withdrawing and stroking two of them into me fast in hard jabs that leave my lungs wanting for air.
I can feel my stomach clench, my nipples taut, and my body hurtling like a fast train towards that endpoint. "I'm close, Xander."
He exhales against me. "Good. Now ride me. I want to feel you come all over my cock."
He almost tears the clothes off me, then flings his off before grabbing my waist and letting me slide down his body over him. I settle slowly over his girth, allowing my body to acclimate to the size of him coming at me from this angle.
"Yes, baby. You're doing so well. Think you can take all of it?" He groans, the words dying away in his throat when my body tightens at his encouragement. And because he's asked, my body wants to take all of him, wants to let him feel the same pleasure he's giving to me.
I close my eyes, take his hand from around my waist, and place it on my breasts. "Touch me here. Right now."
His fingers pinch painfully tight around my nipples, and the pain pushes me through. I drop my hips over him and shudder with Xander through the belt of emotions, feelings, fire, and heat whipping through me.
"God, girl. You ruin me. Ride." One of his hands slaps across my butt, and I start riding him, gently at first, gentle drops that have us hissing, hard drops that have him groaning and grunting.
My orgasm spills over me with no warning, and he takes over without being asked. He cuffs both my hands to my back and bangs into me, hard thrusts that soon get him over the edge himself. He grunts and spills his seeds inside me, coating my womb with himself.
He relaxes into the bed and pulls me, so I snuggle into him, and we just fight to get our breath together, his fingers in my hair, sliding over my scalp. He kisses me on the forehead and gets up.
He steps out on the floor and lifts me into his arms, walks us into the bathroom, and slaps on the shower knob. When I lift my eyes briefly to meet his, he grins. "Not a word about it."
I zip my lips and spread my legs when his fingers wander there. "You're greedy, and I'm gonna be sore."
He nods like he expects nothing less. "I did promise you that, didn't I?"
But he doesn't bring me to another orgasm. Instead, he washes me, his soapy fingers skimming my breasts, brushing my hips, stroking my ass, sliding between my cheeks, washing my face gently.
"The men doubt me."
I lift my head fast to meet his eyes. "Your men?"
He looks away for a second, then back at me before nodding. "Yes. They worry I will not be able to see them through trouble. Maybe they think I'm weak."
I slap the water off and catch his jaw between my hands, an action I have never before taken. My eyes are fiery with truth.
"You're the strongest man I know, Xander. You would never let anyone hurt your men if you could help it. You would walk through fire for them. Literally. Anyone who doubts you does not deserve you to begin with."
His eyes are not convinced. I jerk his head to meet mine when he blinks away. "Tell that to my men."
I shake my head, my wet hair slapping my cheeks, the smell of shampoo hanging heavy in the air. "I can't tell them what you're not convinced of. You cannot live something you do not believe in, Xander."
His eyes shut, but I don't want to lose him. I feel almost panicky. This is new to him. He's always said he's ready, but actually taking over? That must worry him.
I let his jaw go and step fully into his arms because I need the covering of his body, the warmth of him, to get these next words out. "You asked why I didn't tell you before disappearing with Lucian."
