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‘Cold?’ he asked, his hands sweeping her hair aside and lowering his head to the tender skin where her neck and shoulder joined.
‘No.’ She shook her head, resting it back against his chest. He smoothed the gown over her narrow shoulders and held his breath as it too slithered to the floor.
‘Then turn around, ya amar. Let me see you.’
Slowly she did as he instructed, her little chin lifted ever so slightly as she stood before him in only a tiny pair of black panties and delicate sandals.
He had been with many women in his life. Women he had admired and even liked, but he had never been with a woman who created in him this deep, gnawing hunger to possess, to brand, to claim as his own for ever and beyond.
Shaking off the sensation that he was in much deeper than he’d ever been before, Jag drew her closer. ‘You’re beautiful,’ he said, his eyes memorising every sensual detail of her supple body; her straight shoulders and slender torso, the rise of her round breasts, high and firm, the narrowness of her waist, and the subtle flare of her hips and long legs. Hips designed to cradle a man’s body, legs designed to wrap around him and hold him tight. ‘Perfect.’
Unable to hold himself back, he gathered her close, groaning as the tips of her breasts nestled in the hair on his chest. She arched into him, her hands grasping his shoulders to pull him even closer. ‘Kiss me, please.’
He did more than that, he devoured her, taking her mouth in a long, searing kiss that was a promise to how he intended to possess her with his body.
She made a soft keening sound, her hands kneading and caressing his naked shoulders. Jag dragged his hands down her ri
bcage, sweeping along her spine, before bringing his hands to her breasts. He cupped them gently, plucking at her tight nipples between his fingers.
She moaned deeply, arching against him, her body rising to his, climbing his until she was fully in his arms with her legs wrapped around his waist, her breasts inches from his mouth.
He gave a husky laugh. ‘Habiba, how very nice to meet you.’ He leaned forward and cut off her answering chuckle by taking her nipple into his mouth. She clung to him, crying out in an agony of pleasure. He wanted to give her that pleasure. He wanted to give her everything.
He suckled her gently, flicking her nipple. Her thighs tightened around him as her arousal heightened and he rewarded her responsiveness with firmer and firmer pulls of his mouth. First on one breast then the other.
‘Jaeger! Jag!’ She writhed against him and he sensed she was close to climaxing. The knowledge sent his own arousal into the stratosphere.
‘Regan, I—’ He cursed as he laid her on his bed, his movements clumsy with his own imminent loss of control.
Shaking, he tried to steady himself, but she reached up to frame his face as he came down over the top of her, pulling his mouth back to hers.
‘Wait,’ he growled as her fingers trailed down over his muscled back and slipped beneath the waistband of his trousers. She was driving him to the edge of control and he needed to pull back for a moment, centre himself. But she didn’t listen, her mouth opening wider under his, her tongue gliding into his mouth to mate with his, her clever fingers shattering his ability to keep a part of himself back.
‘I don’t want to wait,’ she murmured against his neck. ‘I need you. I need you inside me.’
‘If you don’t wait,’ he growled, ‘this is going to be over before it’s begun.’
‘I don’t care. I need—’
He grabbed her hands and shackled them above her head with one hand. With the other he ruthlessly divested himself of his clothing. ‘I know what you need.’
He came down over the top of her, pressing her into the mattress. She parted her thighs and her hips rose to meet his.
‘Dammit, Regan, I need to see if you’re...’ He’d been going to say ready for me, but he had already discovered the answer. ‘Regan.’ He positioned himself over her, his legs nudging her thighs wider.
‘Yes. Please, Jag, do it.’
Her fingers dug into his hips and he surged into her, completely sheathing himself inside her.
She gasped and he instantly stilled. He smoothed her hair back from her forehead, putting his weight on his elbows. ‘Okay?’
Breathing heavily through her mouth, she nodded. ‘You’re just so... Oh, that feels fantastic.’
He flexed again and felt her body go liquid around him. Then he stilled.
‘Protection.’ How in the world had he forgotten that?
She shook her head. ‘We don’t need it. I’m on the Pill and I’ve only been with one other man. Years ago.’
