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“Take it off, Tesoro,” I say softly now, and take another step toward her. I’m close enough to grab the belt of her robe.

“I want to. But, I can’t,” she says, like the words ache when her tongue forms them. She gazes at me, her eyes limpid with need. Understanding dawns.

“You want me to take it off?” I ask.

She nods, two sharp ticks of her head and I do an internal fist bump even though I keep my expression neutral. I see the need in her eyes. Want is coming off her in waves. It’s slamming into mine and envelopes us in a haze of longing.

I smile at her, a wolfish grin that says I know I’m going to have what I want. The flat of my hand cups the space right below her belly button and her shoulders lose the tension they’ve been holding.

I watch her face.

She watches my hand.

Her rapid breaths send my hand on a rollercoaster of swells and dips as it glides up the center of her abdomen. Her muscles flex and ripple under my touch.

“Does that feel good, my little treasure?” I ask her quietly

She closes her eyes and nods. “Better than anything has ever felt in my life,” she confesses.

I splay my fingers as they pass between her breasts and wrap them gently around her throat. Her pulse races under my fingers.

“What aren’t we?” I ask again.

She opens her eyes and gazes at me. My tigress—her eyes are ablaze with intensity—and yet, I feel how vulnerable she is right now.

“We’re not …” She licks her lips and her throat convulses against my hand.

I lean and press my lips to hers. Our eyes stay open and hers start to melt.

I taste everything I’ve been deprived of for the last month and groan.

“What aren’t we?” I ask her again and tug the belt of her robe. The silk ribbon gives easily and her robe falls open. She gasps—a harsh, uneven breath—and sways forward. She still hasn’t completed her sentence, but the look in her eyes tells me everything I need to know.

“We’re everything, Confidence.” I kiss her again; her lips cling to mine when I pull back.

Fuck yeah …

“Tell me what we are,” I command her before I swoop down to place an openmouthed kiss on the hot, fresh, soap-scented skin of her neck.

“We’re lovers,” she whispers and lifts her arms to twine around my neck.

“We’re fighters,” she says and puts her hands on my belt buckle and unfastens it.

“We’re hunters,” she breathes into my mouth as she unzips my fly and my pants fall.

I grab the full, lush cheeks of her ass and hoist her. Her legs wrap around my waist and I lower her down onto my cock.

“We are each other’s,” I say and lift her off and lower her again.

“Oh my God,” she gasps.

I walk us back to the huge window and press her back against it.

“Yes. Your god. Your king. Your man. Yours,” I say, driving each point home with an upward thrust into her delicious pussy. “Say it.”

She shakes her head. “You haven’t earned it,” she pants. I grin into the hollow at the base of her neck and fuck her

harder.

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