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Fingers slipping under the fabric, he tugged, and her hips lifted, allowing him to pull the apron off. She was under no compulsion.
He pushed the skirt of her dress above her hips, exposing her lower half. Her legs draped over the side of the bed, toes dangling inches from the floor.
“Part your knees.”
Her eyes closed and her thighs spread. He breathed in the sweet musk of her arousal. “Could he do this to you, ainsicht? Could he make you wet with barely a touch? Your idea of normal might be nothing more than a frail cage, holding you back from a freedom even you struggle to comprehend. I could set you free.”
“I hate you.” Her eyes remained pinched shut, her face turned into her raised arms as she lay exposed before him.
“You hate the unknown. Because by the look—and scent—of you, you very much like me.”
She tried to hide her body’s response, but her heavy breathing and rapid heart rate told the truth.
“No pain, Annalise. Only pleasure. I could show you, if you’d only grant your permission.” His finger swirled over her knee, trailing softly to dance above the pulse throbbing at her thigh. He dragged the digit higher and her hips lifted.
“Is there something you want from me?” He teased his finger over the soft path of hair and her breath caught.
“Adam...”
“I’d give you anything, Anna.” His touch skated to her other hip, gliding down her thigh, up the inner curve of her leg, and tripping over the sticky trickle of her desire. “There’s no shame between us. Anything you want from me, you need only ask.”
Her body opened, her sex angling closer to his touch. “Put your hands on me.”
“Here?” He slid through her hot folds to the tucked away bud, rubbing softly.
A sharp gasp pierced the quiet and she arched into his touch. “Yes.”
Rubbing his palm over her clitoris, he slid two fingers into her channel. “And here? Do you want me here?”
The tempo of her breathing increased, as did her keening moans. He fed his fingers into her, rubbing and teasing. Hot nectar coated his knuckles, bathing each digit in her pearly arousal and perfuming the air with her unmistakable lust.
“I feel your hunger like you feel mine, Annalise. It’s inside, at the base of my spine, on the tip of my tongue, and wrapped tight around my cock. It’s all-encompassing. It feeds my desire until it engulfs us both and we can’t tell where your lust begins and mine ends.” He thrust his fingers faster. “This is only the beginning. The closer we become, the more intense these emotions will be. It will take centuries for us to burn the edge off, and even then, our attraction will make the sharpest side of your old normal feel like nothing more than a dull blade.”
Her hands pulled at her clothing. Her shoulders pressed into the bed. She arched and writhed against his touch, panting and begging.
“You’re there. I can feel it. You only have to say it. Tell me what you want, Anna. Tell me and it’s yours...”
“I want...” Her fingers trailed down her inner thighs, her knees falling open. “I want...”
“Say it.”
She moaned, her spine bowing off the bed. “Do it! Do it now, Adam!”
“You have to say it.” His free hand tore the buttons from his pants, his fingers coiling around his throbbing cock. “Tell me what you want!” He stroked hard, his fingers feeding in and out of her sex as her body thrummed for more.
“All of it! I want all of it!”
He yanked her forward, lifting her off the bed and pulling her into his arms. She gasped as he turned her back against the cool wall and worked his cock between her legs. “Look at me.”
Her eyes found his as the broad head of his cock rested against the mouth of her sex. He panted, letting her see all of him.
“Look at what I am, Anna. See all of me and tell me if you still want ... normal.”
“I want you.”
“Then you have me.” His hips cocked forward and he filled her to the hilt. “All of me.” He thrust hard, pinning her against the wall with his possession, marking her with his scent. “And I will never apologize for wanting all of you.”
Sliding a hand up the back of her neck, under the soft curtain of her hair, he pulled her head back, exposing her throat. His jaw opened, fangs fully elongated, and as his cock stabbed into her, his head dropped, puncturing her soft skin and latching on to his mate.
She screamed as her channel tightened, strangling his cock in a wash of heat and ecstasy. His seed burst from his veins, filling her as his hips drove into her in a frenzied tattoo of greedy hunger.
He fed from her vein, pulling deeply, drinking her life-giving essence into his soul. She tasted of honeysuckle, and light, and hope. She tasted of salvation.
