I sat up on my elbows, frowning as I looked up at him. My breathing was coming in uneven pants I couldn’t control. He was hard, I could see his erection, but couldn’t register when he fully took his pants off. I remembered him unbuttoning them, but then what? His eyes were still filled with lust, but there was something else on his face now.
Shock. Disgust. Mortification.
I thought I’d feel cold without his touch, but I was burning up again.
“Nollie, who did the servant say those drinks were from?”
“What?” I gasped. Why was he asking me about ourdrinks?
“Who gave us those drinks?” His voice was lethal. He took a steptoward me, his hand pumping his cock, before he swore and backed away again.
“Fucking shit.” He ran his fingers through his hair, the strands damp with sweat.
“I—” I started, then stopped. I couldn’t even focus on my answer. I honestly forgot what he even asked me. All I wanted was his mouth back on mine. “Fuck me, Hael. Please.” I stood, needing to be closer to him, but he stopped me before I even took a step.
“Don’t.” He snapped. “Don’t move from the bed.” His voice was strained. “I need you to focus. Who did she say the drinks were from?”
“I… I don’t remember…”
“Think Nollie.”
“I can’t. I—” My voice wavered, the words catching in my throat.
“It’s okay. You’re going to be okay.”
But I didn’t feel okay. My body went from feeling hot and flushed to feeling like it was literally on fire. The longer Hael went without touching me, the more my body was burning from the inside out.
I started sweating. If I had any clothes on, I would have pulled them all off by now. I wanted to peel my skin off.
“Please. Hael.” I whimpered. “Touch me.”
It felt so good when his hands were on me, but now that they were gone, it was like thousands of tiny needles were stabbing me over and over again.
His eyes were pleading, like he was contemplating the fate of the world. I wanted to cry. I wanted to scream. I wanted to run toward him and beg him to fuck me.
I watched as droplets of sweat dripped down his abdomen, over his corded muscles. Some pooled on the hair gathered between his legs.
I wanted to lick the sweat off him. I wanted to lick him everywhere.
What was happening to me?
Everything hurt. My skin was crawling now.
Hael was trembling, and I didn’t have to look down to know I was too.
He ran his hands through his hair again. “Okay, Nollie. I need you to listen to me very carefully.”
I nodded, biting my cheek until I tasted blood in my mouth.
“Lay back on the bed.” When I didn’t move, he lowered his voice. “Do it, and I’ll give you what you want.”
I sank onto the mattress almost immediately. “Good. Now open your legs.” I didn’t hesitate before spreading my knees. I’d do anything he said if it meant he’d touch me again. I needed the pain to melt to pleasure. I wanted his lips on me?—
“Touch yourself.”
My eyes nearly popped out of my head at the command.
“Do it, Nollie.”
