Anubis’ large hand stopped her, grasping her arm gently, and she gasped. He slowly, deliberately guided her down. His cock rested against her, and her hips jerked toward him. He tightened his grip.
“Naughty girl,” he said, chiding her. He dragged her lower lip between his teeth before closing his mouth over hers.
His hips moved slightly, the head of his cock sliding against her wet entrance. Despite trying to stay still, she reacted, her hips rolling, seeking more. His palm closed over her hip, his long fingers pressing into her. It wasn’t bruising, but he kept her exactly where he wanted her.
She whimpered, enjoying every second of giving in to him, letting him guide and command. Here, with him, she didn’t have to be strong or brave. She could just feel. He drew out the pleasure until she thought she’d go insane.
Anubis must’ve sensed her surrender because his chuckle was low and satisfied. Then he gave her what she wanted.
“Touch me,” he commanded.
Without hesitation, she grasped the back of his neck while her other hand pressed against his chest. His heart thundered under her hand as he placed the head of his cock at her opening. He met her eyes as if making sure this was what she wanted.
Gods, yes. Now.
She nodded, needing him inside her. “Please, Ani.”
He wrapped one of her legs around his waist, his grip unyielding. Then he thrust deep. His groan was low and relieved as he seated himself fully inside her.
Iliana cried out, her hands flexing against him, desperate to pull him closer. She trembled with need, flames sparking through every cell. She was shocked at how quickly her body responded to him. She was already so close.
“Please, Ani.I need…”
He sealed his mouth to hers, cutting off her pleas. He gave her everything—his weight, his intensity, his control. His hand slid between their bodies, his long fingers finding her clit and circling with devastating precision.
Her head fell back in ecstasy, showing her throat to the man dominating her body, and he took the invitation.His mouth sealed over her throat, his lips scorching against her thundering pulse. He kissed, sucked, and bit.
His pace quickened, his hips driving harder, and she keened. Her nails scored down his back, wanting to leave marks on him the same way his claiming bites were.
Her orgasm crashed into her. She screamed, the pleasure white-hot and all-consuming. His touch gentled on her clit, but his hips never slowed, dragging her orgasm out until she thought she might go blind.
When the room came back into focus, she realized she was straddling him. She pushed her hair out of her face, fighting a strand determined to stick to her forehead. Looking down at him, she struggled to catch her breath. She knew she must’ve looked like a mess—sweaty, hair falling from its ponytail. But with his hungry gaze on her, she felt powerful.
She gave him a lazy, pleased smirk, placing her hands flat on his chest. “I have you trapped,” she said, challenging him and repeating his earlier words. “Escape.”
This she could do. Physical desire made sense in a way vulnerability didn’t. There, with her body, she could be brave. She could take what she wanted without fear of being too much or not enough. All because he looked at her as if she was everything he wanted. Right then, she even believed it.
Anubis smirked. “Maybe I enjoy being trapped by you.”
She rolled her hips, causing him to groan. Sitting up, she did it again. And again. Her hand moved to cup herself, annoyed by the bra in her way. She crossed her arms, grabbed the hem, and yanked it over her head, freeing her sensitive breasts.
He sat up, wrapping an arm around her waist and bending her backward to take one nipple into his mouth. The sensation traveled straight to her core, which spasmed around his cock from the pleasure. He licked and sucked her sensitive flesh, all the while rocking into her, the wet slide of skin on skin and the hunger in his touch driving her insane.
“Ani…please…”
She didn’t know what she was asking for. Begging for. She just needed more of him.
Anubis moved away from her breast, licking the perspiration from her throat before finally sealing his lips to hers. She moaned, her pleasure climbing higher as he kissed her as if he were trying to taste her soul.
He released her and lay back down, his hands returning to her hips. Moving her up and down on his cock, he watched her as she rode him. When she cupped her breasts, tweaking her nipples, he bit his lip. As she matched the pace of his thrusts, he groaned, watching her take her own pleasure.
Gods, he felt good. His firm hands, his hungry gaze, his cock touching every spot inside her. Every sensation caused her nerves to light up, as if a fuse had been lit and all she could do was wait for the fireworks.
As the climax threatened to break her into a thousand pieces, she let go, trusting that Anubis would catch her as she fell. He met her there, burying his face in her neck, breathing her in as he drove into her with unrelenting thrusts. She bit his shoulder, muffling her cries and tasting his salty skin. He growled as he came, holding her close through their final shudders.
They collapsed together, their limbs tangling, both boneless, sweaty, and sated.Their breathing slowed, their harsh breaths becoming steady exhales. She felt his heartbeat thundering underneath her.
He pressed a kiss to her temple, breathing in as if he were memorizing her scent.
