Page 35 of Queen of Shadows and Ruin

She leaned up to kiss him and then flipped around to straddle his hips.

“I want you inside me,” she said, grabbing his shoulders before she leaned in to kiss him hard. He gave her a wicked look, a low, dark chuckle rumbling in his chest.

She felt the swell of his cock against her bared skin and shifted her hips, trying to generate friction. Lifting the hem of his kurta, she exposed the taut lines of his stomach as she traced the curves and planes of muscle. Her hands drifted lower, unbuttoning his pants before reaching in to find his hard cock.

He moaned as she wrapped her hand around it, pumping a few times as he twitched in response to her touch. Then she lifted up, positioning the head at her entrance. She hovered there as she met his gaze.

“Trying to torture me?” he asked with a curl of his lip.

“Is this torturing you?”

“Every moment without my cock filling this sweet cunt is pure fucking torture, Spitfire.”

Then he grabbed her hips and thrust. They both groaned as he split her wide, the force of his size both decadent and offering just the right amount of pain bordering on pleasure.

A rumble stirred in his chest as he waited for her to adjust to his presence. His hand slipped higher under her skirt, finding her breast and squeezing it before he pinched her nipple hard enough to send a flash of arousal straight to her clit.

She exhaled a strangled breath as he gripped one hip, thrusting up into her with force, over and over, as she felt her release climbing. She was only dimly aware of their surroundings. Of the mountains and the sky. Of the wind gusting over the pristine landscape.

She tipped forward, her forehead touching his as her hips writhed, his thick cock hitting every sensitive spot as she clenched around him. It was hard to believe this could be so hot when they were both fully dressed.

“Zarya,” he moaned as he fucked her with abandon, and the cold air chilled their noses and cheeks. She inhaled a deep breath of clean air as he reached down to roughly circle her clit.

She fell into nothing, her release exploding through her limbs. He continued touching her, kissing her, fucking her until a minute later, he let out a deep groan and then came as his hand tightened around her hip, his fingers digging into her flesh to the point of bruising.

When the waves of her orgasm faded out, she collapsed against him. He wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her tight.

“I love you,” she said, burying her mouth into the curve of his throat.

“I love you too, Spitfire,” he said. “I will protect you with every breath in my body.”

She laid her head on his shoulder and blinked, wondering why she detected a thread of uncertainty in those words.

ELEVEN

Two nights later, Zarya had another dream about her mother. She woke up covered in sweat, her breath sawing out of her chest and her heart pounding through her ribs.

She sat up and stared around her dark room, feeling lonely and vulnerable, so she threw off her blanket and crossed the hall, flinging open Rabin’s door. He was sitting in bed staring at the fire, a glass of liquor clutched in his hand. At her entrance, he looked over. The last few days, he hadn’t been himself. Ever since they’d arrived, he’d been different. He was tense and broody, even more so than usual.

She didn’t want to say it out loud, but she worried their tainted Bandhan was already starting to affect him.

“Are you okay?” they both asked together.

“I had a nightmare,” she said. “And I needed you.”

His eyes brightened as he reached out a hand. She crossed the room and took it, climbing onto the bed before leaning against him.

“Do you want to talk about it?” he asked.

She opened her mouth and closed it before saying, “It’s my mother.”

He tipped her chin up. “What about her?”

She shared everything about her dream as his expression grew more and more concerned. When she was finished, he wrapped her in his arms and rested his chin on her head.

“I’m sorry,” he said. “I can see why that rattled you.”

She nodded against his chest as he squeezed her tighter.