His dark eyes burned with something molten, something violent.
“You run from me,” he growled, his fingers flexing.He tilted my head back, forcing me to look directly into his eyes.“And you let himtouchyou.”
The last words emerged as a savage snarl, rumbling through his chest and into mine.I gripped his wrist with both hands, digging nails into his skin.I tried desperately to pry it off, but it was like trying to move a mountain.
I should’ve been terrified to my core.But I wasn’t.Ilikedit.
Fuck, Ilovedit.
The raw possessiveness sent liquid heat between my thighs.An inferno raged in his eyes, and the slight, cruel lift to the corner of his mouth wasn’t a smile but pure, distilled anger etched into the sharp lines of his face.
Sweat beaded at my temple, sliding down excruciatingly slow, leaving a cool trail against my flushed skin.I shifted, pressing my thighs together with embarrassing desperation to ease the throbbing ache.
I wanted those full lips on me—claiming every inch of me.I licked my own at the thought—at the searing memory of how they’d felt against mine.
His eyes snapped down, catching the small, treacherous movement of my tongue.A feral growl rumbled deep in his chest, and then his mouth crashed onto mine.
His tongue dragged over my bottom lip before he fully claimed my mouth.His thumb pressed against my pulse point—against the rapid, frantic beat of my heart—while his other hand wrapped around my waist, yanking me against the solid wall of his body.Our hips collided, the thick, rigid length of his cock pressing against my lower belly, so hard it must’ve been painful for him.The heat of it branded me even through the layers that separated us.
I moaned into his mouth.He swallowed it with those devouring lips, drinking down my submission like a man dying of thirst.
I dug my nails into his broad shoulders, the hard muscle flexing.Flames skittered over his skin, licking at my fingertips as if even they wanted to pull me deeper into him.
I curved my body into his with shameless hunger.My breasts crushed against the hard plane of his chest, nipples so sensitive I whimpered pathetically into his mouth at the brutal pressure.
Dalkhan’s hips rolled forward with deliberate precision, grinding his cock against the soaked centre of my need.Shockwaves of pleasure radiated outward from my core, lighting up every nerve ending in my body with white-hot intensity.
“Fuck,” he whispered into my mouth, his voice shredded with lust.
Then he ripped away so violently, so suddenly, I nearly collapsed in a boneless heap.
I choked on a frustrated sob at the sudden loss, my body screaming in protest.I needed him against me, pinning me.Caging me against him.
But he only watched me, close enough to reach him if I wanted, but far enough that his loss of heat was unbearable.The space between us might as well have been an ocean.
His eyelids hung heavy with lust, his breathing just as ragged and uneven as mine.A prominent vein pulsed in his neck, his hands clenching and unclenching at his sides as if fighting the urge to tear my clothes from my body.
“Why do you torment me?”he rasped, the words dragged from somewhere primal and deep inside him.
I swallowed hard.
Was I supposed to answer?I didn’t even know I was tormenting him.
My hair stuck uncomfortably to my skin, plastered to my neck and forehead with sweat.I wanted to tear it away, but I was paralysed with terrifying certainty that any movement would shatter the moment, and he would disappear into the shadows like smoke.
I stood frozen.Waiting.
His predatory eyes roamed over me, drinking in my flushed skin, swollen lips, the heaving tension of my chest beneath the delicate silk.
His expression sharpened, tongue dragging over his teeth as stroked his beard.
“You let him touch you,” he repeated, quieter now—which was somehow more terrifying than his earlier rage.
A spark of defiance cut through the haze of my lust.
“You had women all over you,” I shot back, jabbing my finger at his chest with reckless courage.
What the fuck am I doing?
