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Wild.
Wet.
I’m so damn wet.
“Malakai,” I mouth against his lips, reaching for him. I want more than just this one torturous kiss. I want it all.
He rears upwards, away from my touch. His knees squeezing either side of my hips as his chest heaves. He’s trembling violently, fighting this magnetism between us.
“Don’t,” he snaps, grasping my wrists tightly as he glares at me. So angry, so wild. My heart pounds. If I could, I’d tear it out of my chest and give it to him if only it meant that he’d stay.
“Please…” I beg, wanting his lips back on mine, wanting his tongue to plunder the depths of my willing mouth. “I won’t touch you, if that’s what you want.”
“Just one kiss… that’s all I promised,” he reminds me.
“That was barely a kiss,” I whimper, not understanding why he doesn’t crash his mouth against mine like I need him to do.It’s just a kiss.That’s a lie I tell myself, because it’s so much more than that. So much more. It’s everything.
“You want me to kiss your lips, taste you, plunge my tongue deep inside your wet heat. Is that what you want, my Little Siren?” he grinds out, almost unwillingly. His heavy brows pull together in a frown and I itch to press my thumbs against the deep groove and ease the stress he holds there.
“Yes, that’s what I want,” I breathe instead. Everything aches for him. Every part of me wants him to touch me, but I will settle for a kiss. Just a kiss.
“Then that’s what I’ll give you. Just this once.”
Malakai releases my wrists but instead of leaning back over me, his gaze meets mine as he reaches for the waistband of my slacks. Yanking them downwards, he pulls them and my knickers off in one swoop, ripping the material free from my body until the bottom half of me is naked and exposed.
“Wh-what are you doing?” I stammer out as his gaze darkens, making way for pure concentration as his gaze fixates on my pussy. Edging my legs further apart with his knee, he spreads me wide beneath him, his hands grasping my thighs now. His fingers curl into my flesh as though he wants to dig beneath my skin, as though he’s marking me just like I asked him to do.
“Giving you what you want,” he grinds out before lowering himself between my legs and gorging on my wet, swollen pussy. His tongue laps at me from bottom to top then he gently presses the tip of his tongue against the hard nub of my clit before starting the process over again.
“Malakai!” I scream, unable to hold back my shock and the instant, mind-altering pleasure that his mouth causes. I reach for his head, wanting to find purchase, to encourage him never to stop what he’s doing. He growls as I grip hold of him and press my hips upwards, needing more, needing this unbelievable feeling to last forever, chasing something that I don’t understand.
My heart thunders as he tastes me, as his large calloused hands hold my thighs apart.
My body jerks beneath him as his tongue plunges into my wet heat lighting up nerve endings I didn’t realise I possessed.
“You taste better than I imagined you would. Fuck, I wish I could kiss you like this forever, my Little Siren.Mine,” he growls, before sucking on my clit and pressing the thick length of his finger inside me. Another digit follows as he scissors them, opening me up further. When his tongue replaces his fingers, stars begin to form behind my eyes.
“Oh-oh!” I exclaim, my internal muscles spasming. It’s almost too much, and yet it isn’t enough. I want him. All of him. Everything. I need it all. Now.
“Come for me, Connie. Let me see you come,” he begs, and I hear the intense need in his voice, the thickening lust. But more than that, I hear his sadness and it undoes me.
“I’m so close,” I choke out, my head tipping back as my mouth opens with a silent scream. He laps at me, drawing his tongue up and over every part of my aching core. There’s no restraint, none. “Oh, God…”
“Come!” he orders.
When he sucks my clit, drawing it gently between his teeth, then rears back and slaps my wet pussy, I come. I come so hard that my spine arches off the floor and I make a noise that I don’t recognise. It’s guttural, animalistic, and it matches the thrashing beat of my heart.
Malakai crawls up my body as I draw in ragged breaths, the aftershocks of my orgasm rolling over me in waves as a sheen of sweat breaks out over my flush skin. I’ve never felt anything like this before. Never.
“Look at me, Connie,” he demands.
My eyes snap open and for the briefest moment I see what we could be. I see a glimpse into a future that is filled with love and belonging. I see us, happy. I see a lifetime of friendship, love, and wonderous hours of fucking.
“This will be your one and only kiss, Little Siren. I hope it’s enough to last you forever because that’s something I can’t possibly give you.”
With that he crashes his mouth against mine and we kiss and kiss and kiss until our lips are as bruised as our hearts and outside the storm runs its course.
Throughout, my skin doesn’t stop prickling. A final warning that I choose to ignore.
