Page 77 of Fate of the Sun King

“Lor,” I growl.

“Hmm?”

“I need you to start moving, or I’m going to lose my mind.”

She grins at me with a wicked light in her eyes.

“What’s the magic word?” she asks, and I let out a low snarl that makes her laugh. That sound is like music, and I want to be the one who makes her laugh like that every single day.

“You haven’t tortured me enough?” I ask, and her eyes spark.

“Not even close.”

She leans in, rolls her hips, and then slowly fucks me while my fingers dig into her thighs. No, this isn’t fucking. This is making love. I’ve never done this before. Not like this. It shakes something loose in my chest, and it’s almost like I can breathe properly for the very first time.

Then she gently bites the lobe of my ear before she whispers, “Take what you want, Nadir. I’m yours, but you are mine, too. I am not afraid, and I trust you. With everything. With my heart and my life. With everything that comes next.” Then she pins me with a look that I feel straight to my toes. “I don’t blame you for any of it.”

My breath shudders out, the jagged edges smoothing away, the layers of myself peeling apart.

Until this moment, I didn’t realize just how badly I needed to hear that.

My control snaps. I lift her up and toss her back on the bed because I need the freedom to fuck her until we both collapse. I fall to my knees and pull her towards me roughly, not giving her a chance to catch her breath before I bury my face between her legs.

“Oh!” she says, her hips lifting, but I pin them in place as I run the flat of my tongue against her pussy from back to front, savoring the taste of her on my tongue. Gods, how I’ve craved this. Her hand finds my head, her fingers pulling on my hair as I lap and nip at her until she’s writhing under me.

“I’m… going… to…” she breathes out, but I pull back because I’m going to make her wait. She pouts as I stand up and then stretch over her, giving her a feral smile.

“Move back,” I order, and she doesn’t hesitate to scoot to the middle of the bed. I’m pretty sure that’s the first time she’s ever just listened to me without arguing. I watch her for a moment, my gaze lingering between her legs, reveling in the sight of how wet she is for me.

Then I crawl towards her, kissing my way up the length of her body as she moans, her breasts arching into me. I’m so close to the edge. I’ve wanted this for so long, and it’s almost too much.

“Nadir, please,” she says, and it’s my turn to torture her.

“Please what, Inmate?”

She pierces me with her gaze, her expression vulnerable. “You haven’t called me that since we left The Aurora.”

I hate the way she’s looking at me like I hurt her. “I thought you wanted me to stop, and you didn’t like it.”

She bites her lip. “Maybe it grew on me.”

“And after everything that happened, it didn’t feel right anymore.”

“And now?”

“And now I think we’re different.”

She smiles. That answer seems to please her.

“Wait? In… mate. Was that some kind of clue?”

I grin at that and chuckle. “Not at first, but it did turn out to be a happy coincidence.”

She shakes her head and pretends to look angry.

“How can I make it up to you?” I ask, leaning down and kissing her navel before I circle my tongue in the space below it.

“Oh,” she gasps. “By not making me wait any longer.”