“If you say yes, I won’t be able to hold back.I’ll take you—again and again—until I am lost in you, until you are crying my name in pleasure, until I have marked you so deeply that no man, no force in this world, will ever claim you but me.”
Gods.
The world tilted, spun, and burned as heat spread low in my belly, a molten ache throbbing between my thighs.
I had never touched a man like this before, never been this close, but I couldn’t stop.My palm pressed firmer, curious, emboldened, drawn to him like gravity.
His breath hitched, a ragged, intoxicating sound that lit a firestorm beneath my skin.
“Tell me no, Elizabeth,” he groaned, his forehead pressing to mine.“Because if you don’t, I swear to the gods, I will ruin you.”
“Ruin me, then.”
My words were his undoing.
A low, guttural growl tore from his throat as he seized me and swept me into his arms like a conqueror taking his spoils.
The world blurred as he carried me through the dimly lit corridor, each step a promise, a descent into something raw, something visceral.
My pulse thundered, anticipation and hesitation tangling inside me—a battle between craving what lay ahead and fearing the depth of what I was about to surrender to.
But as Amir reached his private chambers, his fingers tightened on my body, his lips brushing against my ear in a whisper that sent shivers cascading down my spine.
“There’s no turning back now, my love.”
And I didn’t want to.
ChapterFourteen
AMIR
Ilaid Elizabeth on the bed, her delicate form sinking into the whisper-soft linen, her breath a gentle sigh that mingled with the stillness of my chamber.My heart hammered fiercely against my ribs; each beat echoing the raw urgency thrumming through me.As I hovered above her, my body pulled tight with desire, I felt my arousal ignite—hotter, fiercer, more consuming than anything I had ever known.
Centuries had passed me by, marked by fleeting indulgences and hollow encounters.Yet here, with Elizabeth beneath me, her eyes locking onto mine, something deep and powerful unraveled within me.I cared for her—truly, achingly—in a way that terrified me.Vulnerability was a blade I had never let near my heart—until now.
My throat tightened, dry with words I dared not speak.She lay bathed in silvery moonlight, shadows caressing her face, but it wasn’t enough.I needed to see all of her to memorize every curve and line and etch her into my soul.
Silently, I moved to the wall sconces, summoning a flicker of flame at my fingertips.A soft glow bloomed, filling the room with amber light that danced over her golden skin.Her eyes, the color of a summer sky, shimmered, reflecting the flame, revealing flecks of resolve beneath the tenderness.
This moment was a precipice.I stood at the edge, ready to plunge into an abyss of emotion and desire—a place foreign to a man who had always commanded but never surrendered.Yet, as I looked at her, the general who once led armies found himself helplessly falling, willingly captured by the quiet strength of the woman before him.
Doubt prickled at the edges of my consciousness, a whisper of resistance that faltered against the storm of need roaring through me.I was a master of seduction, a puppeteer who played on the desires of women, bending them to my will with charm and deception.But with Elizabeth, I wanted none of that—no games, no illusions.All I craved was her, raw and unfiltered, to feel her bare soul pressed against mine.
Could I truly allow myself this indulgence?My heart slammed against my ribcage, each pulse echoing the throbbing need tightening in my core, demanding release.
Her vulnerable yet unyielding gaze sliced through my armor, exposing the man beneath the monster.Her hands fisted in the sheets, knuckles pale with anticipation, while her legs dangled over the edge, feet tapping a frantic, uncertain rhythm.She bit her lip, that small act of innocence igniting a potent fire I nearly shattered.
“Is this truly what you want, Elizabeth?”My voice was a growl, torn from my chest—a final tether before I lost myself completely.“Once I begin, there will be no mercy, no stopping.I will take you, claim you, make you mine in every way.”
Her breath hitched, her chest rising and falling with the weight of her decision.But her voice was unwavering, sweet yet resolute.“Yes, Amir.I want you.I need you.”
The beast within me roared, its chains shattered by her words.All pretense of control evaporated.A primal hunger surged to the surface, consuming every shred of restraint.I was on her in a heartbeat; the distance between us obliterated as my body pressed against hers, heat radiating from every point of contact.
My hands trembled as they found her waist, fingers digging into the delicate curves that fit so perfectly against me.Her skin was soft, warm, and intoxicating, and I was lost—drowning in her scent, the taste of her anticipation lingering in the air.
“Stand,” I commanded, my voice rough and predatory.She obeyed, rising before me, vulnerable and breathtaking.
I traced my thumb over her lips, swollen from where she had worried them moments before.My mouth followed, claiming hers with a savage hunger, my tongue demanding entry as she surrendered to me.Her taste was intoxicating, her every sound and shiver pulling me deeper, until the fire in my chest roared to life and I couldn’t get enough of her.
