Page 57 of Maleen

My fingers dig into the fabric of her tunic and I tear it open, exposing her back, my fingers tracing each and every scar, causing her to shiver and gasp, each movement causing jolts of pleasure to my cock. “I will avenge you, Ravina, and then I’ll lay the bastard’s head at your feet when I’m done taking my pound of flesh.”

She groans, throwing her head back as I trail kisses down her neck, letting the fabric of her tunic fall, exposing her perfect breasts. Nothing has ever looked so fucking good.

I stand with her in my arms and splay her body across our table as I tug off her pants. A feast just for me. A deep, primal growl leaves my lips as I watch her squirm, wanting my touch so badly she’s nearly writhing for it. “So fucking beautiful.” I drop to my knees, and her legs fall open. If I couldn’t scent her need before, I do now, and it’s consuming me.

I can’t wait, and I dive right in, my tongue tasting, licking and sucking. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. She’s delicious. I could live between her legs. My hips jerk against nothing. I have no idea what I’m doing, and a faint tremor shakes my hands as I worry I’m not doing this right, but her moans are like swords swinging and clashing together—music to my ears—so I must be doing something right… right?

“Killian,” she moans, gripping the top of my head and holding me against her. “Please,” she begs.

A knowing tingle sparks up my spine and my balls tighten. Swiftly I undo my leathers and come onto the floor, but it doesn’t stop me—in fact I’m ready to go again.

Her legs tense and somehow I know that this is it, she’s getting close, and all from riding my face. Her thighs hug my neck and her back arches off the table as she screams my name, but I’m not done with her. No, I need to feel her come around my cock as I drill into her over and over again even if it’s clumsy as fuck, and I can only pray that this is as amazing for her as it is for me.

Before she’s finished, I’m up and leaning over the table kissing her, my hands touching as much as I can of her. I never thought this was something I would be able to do with anyone, but with her? I’m addicted.

“I’m going to fuck you now, mate. And you’re going to take it like the good little warrior you are. Do I make myself clear?” I growl as I line my cock up at her center.

“Please, fuck me. I need you. I need—” She gasps as I impale her with my length, and it’s as if my mind empties and all there is, is us.

A primal need takes over as I grip her wrists. I pin them above her head as my body relentlessly pounds into her. A crack sounds and I grab her as the table breaks beneath us. I pause, feeling her warmth pulsing around me, and move towards the bookshelves.

“Grab the shelf, baby girl, and hold on,” I mutter, and she does as she’s told and grabs the bookshelf near her head as I continue with the need to make our bodies become one. “Good girl,” my guttural voice purrs.

Books fall off the shelf, but I couldn’t care less as the tingling along the base of my spine builds. “I need you to come for me. Make me your mate, my warrior Queen,” I growl.

“Killian,” she groans and I suck her nipple into my mouth. “I’m so close.”

Pages and scrolls rain down around her as her legs squeeze around my waist. “That’s it,” I mutter into her ear. “Come for me so I can fill you, and once we are mated and your mark burns against my mark tying us together, I’m going to fuck you so hard that you will feel me every moment of tomorrow. You won’t be able to take a step without feeling my cock deep inside you.”

She shatters, screaming as her nails dig into my back, and I follow not a moment after. Her teeth sink into my throat and mine into her wrist, covering the thick scar that’s there.

Her forehead falls against mine as our bond finally snaps into place and her mind slides into mine. “I don’t think I can move. Are you okay? Not over-touched?”

Her concern is precious to me. “I’m perfect. Are you okay?”

Her chest heaves as she tries to catch her breath. It seems like we may need to work on her stamina. “I’m amazing.” She smiles at me as I move us back over to the couch, keeping her impaled on my cock. I don’t think I’ll be able to let her go for a while yet.

“But we will need to warn and prepare the others if that book is right—”

I kiss her again. “I will handle it. Let me just be here with you right now.”

She nods and lays her head against my chest and slowly rocks her hips along me. “Tomorrow then. Now what was this promise about making sure I feel you all day tomorrow?”

I lift her ass, hovering her above me as I slowly glide myself in and out. “Better hold on, mate,” I growl. “You’re not leaving this library until I’m thoroughly done ravishing what’s mine.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

SUNLIGHT STREAMS INTO THE ROOM and I groan, not wanting to wake up yet. My body hurts, but in the most delicious way. My muscles ache and I’m sure I definitely have a bruise or two. Fuck, I should have expected Kill to be rough and demanding, but I didn’t think it would make me melt and turn me into a begging, submissive female. I can’t wait for more.

A warm, hard body presses against me and I melt into it. “Good morning, my warrior Queen,” Killian’s sleepy, rough voice rumbles in my ear. “Are you okay? You’re not in too much pain?”

“No, I’m perfect.” I roll toward him, running my thumb along his scarred cheek. “How are you doing?”

“I’ve never been better. Everything feels perfect…” His gaze shutters.

“What’s wrong?” I ask, propping myself up on my elbow.

He sighs. “I’m worried. I was so lost in us that I didn’t think of the consequences of being out of my mind with need for you for three days. What if we are attacked?”