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I got out of bed, quietly walking toward the chair where he sat wide awake as always. He tensed when I moved closer, angling his chiseled jaw, allowing the thin strip of moon to illuminate his features. The quiet moment shared between us was just as telling as any conversation we’d had. This was the true beginning. No longer was I a woman captured by a contract, a wretched obligation based on tragedy. And for him, no longer was he burdened with being forced into a marriage to an ugly duckling.
This was something else entirely.
A beautiful, passionate, breathtaking dive into the unknown.
I remained a few inches away, my rapid heartbeat echoing in my ears. As I slowly untied the sash, he narrowed his eyes, his nostrils flaring. When I rolled the light silk over my shoulders, allowing gravity to handle the rest, the low hum of his husky growl skittered through my system.
“I do trust you,” I whispered, uncertain of his reaction. His lower lip twitched, his eyes burning with fire.
Sevastian remained seated, his muscles tensing. His cock was rock hard, pushing against his jeans, drawing my attention until my mouth watered. I took a purposeful step away, giving him a wicked smile.
Then I beckoned with a single finger just like he’d done to me. There was no keeping a lion in his den. He jerked out of the seat, immediately ripping at his shirt, tossing it to the floor. Then he advanced like the predator I knew him to be until I threw out my arm, palm up.
His smile was more evocative than usual, but he crackled from tension, his need increasing. I rubbed my fingers down his chest, delighting in the heat building across the tips. When I reached his belt, he made another guttural sound. The man would devour me without hesitation. However, he would need to wait for a little while longer.
I gave him another playful smile, taking my time to unfasten his buckle, tugging the dense material over his hips. As I slowly lowered his pants to the floor, he took a deep breath, but I sensed he was losing control. Or perhaps he wanted to refuse to allow me to have it. Either way, I wasn’t taking no for an answer.
Purring, I blew across his fully engorged cock, enjoying the way his body shook from a clear rush of adrenaline. His low-slung growls continued, the vibration dancing all the way to my toes. I continued to tease him, tracing my finger around his cockhead then pulling my hand away completely.
Chuckling like a naughty vixen, I slipped one shoe off then the other, finally able slide his jeans all the way down, shoving them away. When I stood, backing away immediately, he cocked his head. There was no disguising the expression on his face.
The time for playing games was over.
He took a long stride forward, the slight smile on his face indicating he knew I’d counter it with another step back. The moves repeated, when my legs were pressed against the bed, he took several deep breaths before cupping my neck, rubbing his thumb back and forth across my lips, his shoulders heaving from his rapid, intense breathing. Then he tilted my head, swallowing before lowering his.
His whisper was one of insatiable need and possession.
This time, the words were thrilling.
“You are mine. Until death do us part.”
As he crushed his mouth over mine, I clung to him, moaning into the passionate kiss. The manic need we’d shared before was still there, teeming just under the surface, but this time there was a more intoxicating yearning.
A need to become inseparable, bridging the violent thread between two families.
The kiss left me breathless, rattled. I was in a state of awe from the incredible sensations. They were even more powerful than before, pulling me into a blissful need to surrender. He cupped the other side of my face, using more pressure, his fingers digging in as if securing his property.
Then he brushed his lips against one cheek, darting his tongue across my skin as he lifted my head, revealing my neck. I closed my eyes, trying to control my breathing. I was no longer able to feel my legs, every inch of my body on fire.
Every sound he made was compelling, keeping me on the very edge of reason and sanity, the heated moment taking over everything else.
“So beautiful,” he finally muttered, the vibrations of his deep voice drawing me into a hypnotic moment. As he dragged his tongue across my jaw, moving to the nape of my neck, I wrapped my fingers around his wrists.
Every moan I made was scattered, electric jolts of fire and ice coursing through me. As he nipped my skin, his teeth sliding up and down my neck, I wanted him to devour me alive.
He was powerful in everything he did, yet at this moment he was a gentle savior, allowing me to feel the full depth of every sensation. I’d never felt so aroused, every nerve ending seared. All the tension was erased, the worry and fear. When we were together, we were a powerhouse.
I was his light and he was my darkness, the combination combustible.
When he finally eased me to the bed, crawling on top yet remaining aloft, I kneaded his chest and arms, exploring as much as he would allow. He studied me the entire time, his eyelids half closed, his long lashes skimming across his angular cheeks. Maybe it was as if I was really seeing him for the first time.
Gone was the predator, at least for now.
This was my lover, my partner, and soon to be my husband.
I could tell by the change in his breathing that he could hold out no longer. As he eased my legs apart, he tipped his head, gazing down the length of me. Then he threw his head back and roared.
“Make love to me,” I whispered so softly I wasn’t certain he heard yet when he lowered his head, the look in his eyes had changed entirely.
