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“Are you sure, Tarun? We haven’t had a chance to talk about any of the logistics. You live in Colorado, I live in Nevada. I travel constantly for work, and hell, I don’t even know if you’re okay with what I do. Being an Enforcer is dangerous, and—”
She placed her fingertips gently against his lips, halting the rapid flow of words spewing from his mouth. “Shhhh. We can work all that out later. The important stuff—the only things that really matter—are that we’re mates and we love each other. If you want to wait, I’ll understand, but for me, nothing else is important.”
Just the barest hint of insecurity flashed through her eyes, and he hated it. He shook his head, staring deeply into her eyes, willing her to feel his words. “Tarun, baby, there is absolutely nothing I want more than to claim you and have you claim me in return. Nothing. I love you more than anything and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I just want to make sure you’ve thought this through, and that you want it like I do. Because I can wait if it’s what’s best for you.”
“It is what’s best for me. I can’t imagine ever wanting anything more than I want to be yours—officially. No more talk of thinking it over more. No more questioning or doubts. Just give me the one thing I want the most. You.”
“Fuck, baby, you already have me. Always.”
Reaching up, he hooked his fingers into the neckline of her top and tugged hard, ripping it down the back. She gasped, but he didn’t regret it, even though he knew her wardrobe was limited at that moment. He’d buy her another later.
But he had to feel her skin under his fingers—not frustrating material keeping her from him.
With a laugh, she eased away a bit, her arms reaching behind her to unsnap her bra. “This is one of my favorites. I’d hate to lose it to your impatience,” she said with a wink.
He chuckled, taking the moment when they weren’t touching to yank his shirt off. When he got his first look at her, his mouth dried and his lungs emptied of oxygen. Fuck, she was beautiful. Her light caramel skin was gleaming in the faint light from the window. She was curvy in all the best ways, and her breasts were more than a handful.
They weren’t perky, not really. They were large, heavy and round, and her nipples—that gorgeous cinnamon color he loved so much—were the perfect size for their shape. The buds were hard, and he could practically hear them calling out for his touch, for his mouth. He forced his gaze away, following the curves of her body where her waist nipped in before flaring into generous hips.
She wasn’t the typical, super thin ideal that many men, especially humans, seemed to think was the right shape. She had all those curves, her breasts hung from their weight rather than perked up, and her belly boasted a slight slope rather than flatness.
But, to him, she was the most beautiful creature he’d ever seen. Every inch of her called to him with a song he couldn’t resist, and his heart and body both reacted. She might not be society’s ideal, but she was his ideal—perfect in every way.
Unable to resist any longer, he yanked her to him, filling one of his palms with her breast while his other hand slowly trailed down the satiny skin of her stomach. He kissed her hard before stooping down to suck one of her nipples in his mouth, reveling in her gasp and the way her hands tightened in his hair.
Rolling the stiff bud in his mouth, he flicked it with his tongue while mimicking his actions on her other nipple with his hand. He trailed his mouth to her other nipple and sucked it into his mouth, suckling hard, as his hand trailed back down her stomach, delving into her pants and under her silky underwear to cup her center.
She moaned and her tiger purred, and he heard his lion answer as his dick hardened painfully. She was so hot and wet under in his palm, and he was drowning in the sensations she was calling forth in him. He could play there forever, and he wanted to know what she tasted like. Yearned to know the feel of her against his tongue.
Hell, what was he waiting for?
Pulling back, ignoring her protest, he jerked her pants down and urged her out of them before backing her up to the bed. Pushing her down to sit on the mattress, he eased her back until she was lying down, her legs dangling off the side. Kneeling down, he stared at her core, the dark curls at her center glistening with her desire.
Fuuuuuck.
He put his hands on her knees and pushed her legs farther apart, settling down between them. Slowly sliding his hands up her thighs, he paused at their juncture, leaning in to blow softly on her core.
She gasped, her hips jerking, and he didn’t make her wait any longer. He thought if he did, the desire inside him would combust and incinerate him. Leaning in, he ran his tongue up her folds, collecting the moisture there, and savoring the taste.
It was fucking amazing, and he almost busted a nut, right there in his pants, as he tasted her.
Using his thumbs, he eased her folds apart and took a moment to drink her in before running his tongue around her clit. Slowly at first, just teasing her, although it nearly killed him to do so. He slowly gained speed, applying more pleasure. She had one hand buried in his hair, tugging at the long strands, and the other on his shoulder, her nails digging into his skin.
Pain had never felt so good.
By the time he licked her nub, long and slow, her hips were undulating almost violently. Wrapping one of his arms around her waist, he held her down, flicking her clit lightly with his tongue and then applying pressure.
It hadn’t taken long at all, but she was almost there. She just needed a little something extra. He eased first one finger, then another, inside her, pumping slowly. She let out a growl from deep within her chest, and he paused, glancing up at her in surprise as she looked down, glaring at him.
“If you want to live, you’ll get on with it, and you won’t stop again.”
Eyebrows raising, he couldn’t help his grin. “Yes, ma’am.”
Lowering his head, he continued torturing her
with his tongue, and then he hooked his fingers, searching for her special spot. He finally found it, and it only took a few quick rubs against it before she was convulsing in his arms.
He let her waist go and her hips went wild again, undulating as she rubbed herself on his face. He couldn’t breathe, but he didn’t care, because what fucking better way to go.
