I swallowed, feeling trapped by that blatantly hungry expression; overwhelmingly conscious of how I was naked beneath the towel.
The air turned heavy and muggy. Tension knotted my insides. And, damn it all, embers of anticipation gathered in my belly.
“We’re not doing this again,” I stated, my voice cracking with a lust I couldn’t hide.
A predatory cunning bloomed in his eyes—a hunter scenting weakness. He leaned ineverso slightly, and my heart bashed my ribcage.
“I mean it.” I practically choked on the words.
He kept staring, again edging a little closer without moving his arms from the wall.
The tension stretched out, leaving my nerves in tatters. I couldn’t lie, I wanted him so bad it hurt. Wanted another taste of the pleasure he could give me. But I knew better. Knew he’d lateract like no such thing had happened. I wasn’t signing up for that again.
But … it was hard to stay strong when his hunger beat at me, raw and relentless; steadily obliterating my resolve; tempting me to forget the promise I’d made to myself.
It didn’t help that he wasso close.Close enough that I could reach out and touch him. Grab him. Kiss him. The temptation to do so was an itch in my blood.
“You’d regret it afterwards,” I reminded him. Remindedmyself.
Without freeing me from his gaze, he fisted my towel.
I stiffened, my pulse jumping. “I told you, you don’t touch me again unless you’re done hiding it.”
He tugged on the towel, loosening the knot, and let it pool at my feet.
I stopped breathing, watching as his gaze lapped up the view and turned nothing short of ravenous. “You’re not going to later pretend it didn’t happen?”
His eyes lifted to mine as he gave his head a stiff shake.
“Okay. But you’d better not—” The pressure of his hot mouth stole the rest of my words.
The kiss was deep and bruising and plain ole hungry. It also obliterated my composure, burning up my every last uncertainty.
His hand firmly snagged my nape and hauled me against him. All that easy strength, power, and intensity made my blood go molten.
His hands weren’t gentle as they roamed. They were firm, bold, and rough, the pads of his fingers pressing deep.
As we stumbled over to the bed, I tugged on his tunic. “Off. Take it off.”
He fisted the back of it, yanked it over his head, and dumped it on the floor. No sooner had I untied his breeches than he threw me on the bed like I was a damn doll.
I bounced slightly, watching intently as he swiftly shed the last of his clothes. Then he was curling over me, and his mouth latched on to my nipple. He sucked it hard, every rhythmic tug shooting straight to my core. Fingers probed me there, thick and warm.
And then those fingers were in me—thrusting, swirling, scissoring.
My breaths rushed in and out of my lungs as he drove me closer to coming. Then I broke. My release burst over me, wave after wave of white-hot—
He stuffed me full in one powerful thrust, overstretching the tight muscles. He didn’t check his control.He drove into me with a frenzied lust, prolonging my orgasm.
I clung to the hard muscle of his back and curled my legs around him. There was a sort of vehement determination in his pace, as if he was resolute that he’d finally slake the hunger that neither of us had managed to burn out thus far.
I wasn’t sure I’d ever be rid of it. It was just so oppressive. Dangerously stubborn. I felt a slave to it at times. Felt—
Talon adjusted his angle and then rode me harder, every frantic slam of his cock rubbing over my clit. His lips took mine in another hauntingly addictive kiss.
I gasped into his mouth, clawing at his back, my eyes drifting shut. A harsh nip to my lower lip made my eyelids snap open. His gaze bore into mine, warning me to keep them open. I forcibly kept them locked with his as he pounded into me, but I wasn’t sure I’d manage it for long. The tension, the friction, the sensations—I was caught up in it all.
He paused, tossed my leg over his shoulder, and began driving his cock deeper. So deep it hurt a little and, oh hell,a blinding pleasure viciouslyrippedthrough me. My breath hitched. My back arched. My inner walls contracted. A scream got trapped in my lungs.
