Page 109 of Dance of Stars and Ashes

She huffed out a somewhat mortified laugh as he carried her into the glassed-in shower. He placed her on her feet and started the water before tugging them both under. She could take the hint—he wanted to change the subject.

The hot stream sluiced over their skin, and he reached for the soap and the sponge, lathering it up before he started cleaning off her shoulders and arms, running it down her back and the curve of her ass.

Her arms looped around his neck as they kissed slowly, their tongues probing and sliding, luxuriating in a deep, languid clash of their mouths.

Rabin flipped her around so her back was against his chest, one arm banded around her waist, as he slid the sponge over her breasts as soapy water coasted down her stomach and legs.

“Hmm,” he rumbled, speaking into the curve of her neck. “This is everything I need. You wet and glistening, making those sexy little noises I will never get enough of.”

He circled the sponge over her sensitive nipples, the rough material making them peak. The hand around her waist slid down and between her thighs. He used the soapy water to circle her clit with a finger as her head fell back against his chest.

“Are you sore?” he asked into her throat, and she nodded.

“A little, but I don’t mind.”

“That’s my girl,” he said as he slid a finger inside her, making her gasp. He pumped his hand slowly, gently rubbing her swollen bundle of nerves, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She rode the crest, her toes stretching as she pressed against his hard body.

He pulled his hand away, and she made a sound of disappointment before he backed her against the wall and lifted her, wrapping her legs around his waist.

“Don’t worry, Spitfire, I’ll never leave you wanting,” he said before he guided his hard cock towards her entrance, sliding into her slowly. She moaned at the fullness of it, still not entirely used to it. He sunk deep, sucking in a breath as they melded together, becoming one.

He leaned down and kissed the spot behind her ear. “This pussy is mine now, do you understand?”

“Yes,” she whispered, somehow knowing it was true. Something had brought them together. Something had made them find one another in those dreams.

When could she reveal her suspicions about what they might be to one another? He’d already spurned her once, and while he was doing everything to prove himself, she was still trying to be on her guard. He was making it very difficult, though.

With one hand around the back of her neck and the other gripping her hip, he churned into her, her back pressed against the shower-warmed tiles. He fucked her slowly and with purpose, dragging out each swing of his hips before he slid back in.

It didn’t take long until she felt a buildup of tension deep in her core. His movements picked up as she clung to his shoulders, their low moans and grunts echoing in the swirling steam. Zarya cried out as she came, and he followed closely after, warm water bathing them as they rode out their release.

When they were done, they finished washing up and returned to the bedroom. He fell on top of her, kissing her deeply.

“Why did we wait so long to do this?” he asked.

“Are you for real?” Zarya asked. “That is entirely your fault.”

“I know. I’m an idiot.”

She laughed and then shoved him off her. “You said it, not me.”

Rabin groaned as she shifted and attempted to wiggle out from under him.

“Where are you going?” he asked.

“We need to get ready to leave,” she said as he yanked her back with an arm banded around her waist.

“Tell them to go without us. Let’s just stay here forever. I’m only getting started.”

She laughed again. “While that’s very tempting, it wouldn’t be very heroic of us.”

Rabin flipped her over onto her back again, rolling on top of her, propping his elbows by her head.

“Never make the mistake of thinking I’m a hero, Spitfire.”

Zarya rolled her eyes. “I forgot you’re a tough guy,” she said.

His eyes lit with amusement before he kissed her, his mouth devouring hers with a bone-deep longing. Her legs wrapped around his waist, wishing they could just stay in this bed forever.