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I just shook my head. "When you were studying with Anver and he was helping me study for Obligation. I kissed him, Talin. The kind that involved a little rolling around in bed. Not a divine kiss. Not one of his purposeful ones. I kissed him the way I kiss you."
"And?" he asked.
"He said I'm not ready for more. He made it sound likehewants more, and I believe that, but he said that being with a god is nothing like being with a man, and I didn't know how to bring that up. I don't know how Eladehl will take it, orWraythe!It felt easiest to say nothing."
He nodded. "So you do understand why I didn't tell her I'm attracted to men."
"Yeah," I agreed, "but maybe you can let me know the other things you'd rather keep to yourself?"
He lifted his glass and tossed back the drink in a single gulp. "While we're here? You. So far as they know, I'm a virgin guardian who is completely in love with the woman he's been assigned." And his eyes dropped down my body. "But I have every intention of having my way with you in that bed tonight."
"Then I will make sure not to scream," I promised, lifting a foot into his lap. "My beloved guardian, would you help me out of this?"
"Only if you let me take my time," he promised.
Chapter 42
Nariana
Talin not only took his time, but he seemed to enjoy every second of it. Piece by piece, he worked my shoes off, eased my dress to the floor, and then removed everything underneath. His hands caressed every single inch of my skin but he wouldn't kiss me. My guardian simply adored, treasuring every aspect of my body even as he guided me into the bed.
Then he undressed himself. The view was pure temptation. His clothes landed on the floor without care, but my eyes were locked on his beauty. Talin was hard in all the right ways. From his solid chest and ripped abs down to his ringed erection standing tall for me. Yet when my tongue darted across my lips, he wagged a finger at me.
"You are supposed to be good, Priestess," he taunted.
"Let me wrap my lips around that, and I'll be very good," I assured him.
Slowly, he stepped closer to the bed. "I'm dying to know what it feels like to slide down your throat."
I crawled to the edge just as he reached it. My hand found his hip, guiding him closer, and Talin made no move to stop me. Using the tip of my tongue, I flicked it across the underside of his swollen head, earning the softest moan. Then I slid my lips around the tip. Taking my time about it, I teased him, backing off just to take a little more.
Talin's hand landed in my hair and he pulled, forcing me to take an entire mouthful of his length. I, however, didn't stop there. Swallowing just as he reached the back of my throat, I let him in, pushing my face toward his body until my man was exactly where I wanted. His breath fell out with a staggered sound, and then he rocked.
I felt him withdraw, but never too far. Slowly, carefully, he began to pump into my lips, his hand in my hair holding me where he wanted as he took his own pleasure. Using one hand to brace my body, the other slid around to his ass to pull him in harder. That was all the permission he needed.
Throwing his head back, Talin fucked my face, giving in to the passion. He wasn't gentle with me, but neither was he cruel. He simply lost himself in the sensation. I lifted my eyes, needing to see him. This was my fetish. This was what made my heart throb between my legs and my breasts ache to be touched. I wanted to be his, to be used, and he was doing it so well.
His hips thrust with hard, quick jabs, but they were shallow. I swallowed around him, hearing him gasp at the constriction. I moaned, making his knees weaken, yet he refused to give up. This strong, proud, sensually dangerous man was under my complete control, and I loved it. He didn't need a word, and we both knew there were too many ears in the halls just outside, but I still wanted to make this man groan.
I moved my hand to his balls. His thrusts slowed, turning into long, smooth strokes, while I fondled him. His eyes closed and I felt him swelling, so close to finding his release. I just wanted a little more, so I reached back, feeling for that tight pucker of his ass. When I found it, I pressed, the very tip of my finger slipping inside.
"More," he demanded.
So I pressed deeper, massaging him, working him while he worked my mouth. All of the control Talin held was crumbling in his need to feel just a little more, to get that much closer. Using just the very tip of my finger, I teased, rubbed, and toyed with his ass, feeling him clench against me. With my lips, I stroked him, and every swallow made my throat constrict around him. He was mine, and I wanted to make him break in the very best way.
Then he looked down. Our eyes met, just as his lips fell open and warmth hit my throat. His breath caught for a split second before the deepest, most sensual groan I'd ever heard fell from his throat. He stilled. I swallowed, and then as carefully as I could, I leaned back. Inch by inch, he slid from my lips, and his eyes hung on the glistening skin of his own dick.
"That could make a man fall in love with you," he breathed.
But I caught his hand, pulling him down onto the mattress with me. "You already did that, Talin."
"I think I just did it all over again," he said, laughing weakly. "Fuck. Is it bad that I want to tell Cal that you suck a dick better?" And he snuggled into the bed beside me.
Too bad for him, I wasn't done. Shoving the blankets down, I pushed Talin onto his back and then threw a leg across his waist. His hands found my hips on autopilot, holding me there. I could feel his partially-hard dick just behind my ass, but I wasn't satisfied yet.
So I leaned in. "Please tell me this bed doesn't creak?"
His eyes dropped to the junction of my legs. "Oh, it does." Then his hands moved down my thighs, pressing to open them just a bit more. "Look at you, so turned on from sucking me off." He moved one hand just high enough to tease my folds, making the dampness obvious. "A god's temptation, and I'm but a man."
