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The change of position of him inside me was strange, intense, and… well, incredible.
I bit back a groan as his body flexed a bit, his unoccupied arm stretching back to grab his bar of soap. He dragged it over his arms and head, followed by his neck and shoulders, before tossing it back into place and tugging me closer, his eyes closing as the shower washed the suds away.
“That’s hardly cleaning yourself,” I remarked, my lower belly still tense with the desire that had already begun to return.
“I’ll do better after I’ve taken you to bed and fucked you again,” he said, his lips curving upward in a wicked smirk even as his eyes remained closed.
“Bold of you to assume I’m going to bed with you,” I drawled.
His smirk grew more wicked. “You told me I’m too selfless, so this is me asserting myself. You’re coming to bed with me, here, every night, and I’ll be moving your things into my rooms—we’re not fucking around with two bedrooms anymore, or two sets of clothing. We’ll be living together, as mates should—and making love every morning and night. Maybe a few times during the day, too.”
My lower belly clenched, and Namir throbbed inside me.
“Feels like you like that idea, Love,” he remarked, his hands sliding back down to my backside and giving it a squeeze.
“Bastard,” I grumbled.
A low chuckle escaped him. “And the next time you want your hair done, it’ll be my fingers buried in those silky strands, not Lav’s. You belong to me, Diora. No one else. And as I’ve said, I don’t share.”
I scowled, but my lower belly clenched again, and he throbbed again as I tightened around him. “You’re really taking this and running with it, aren’t you?”
He squeezed my ass again. “Hell yes, I am.” His hand slid lower, his fingers running over the sticky, wet place our bodies connected. I shuddered as he dragged them over the connection, playing lightly with my hot, sensitive skin, and the base of his cock where it was buried inside me. “And you might not admit it, but I think you like it when I take control.”
“For whatever insane reason, I do,” I grumbled.
“The reasoning isn’t insane. You wanted freedom—what could be more freeing than surrendering control to the man fate declared yours, and letting him bring you pleasure however he wants?” His fingers continued teasing and tracing our connection.
“Bringing myself pleasure?” I shot back, though my breathing was already picking up again.
He gave a rumbly chuckle. “That would come with pressure to make yourself orgasm. With me in charge, you’re off the hook for everything, along for the ride. That’s true freedom, isn’t it?”
I made a noncommittal noise as he shut off the water with one hand, sliding his fingers back around to my ass to hold me up. Namir stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel for us, wrapping it around me instead of him, and then carried me to the bed without so much as a pause to dry either of us off.
“We’re going to soak your bed,” I warned.
“Our bed,” he corrected me, with a playful grin. “And yes we will—in more ways than one.”
My face flushed at the words—and damn, my body reacted.
“Fuck, I love feeling you tighten around me like that. You’re even better than I ever imagined, Love.” His hands slid smoothly over my back. “I can’t wait to taste myself on your lips.”
On my…
Ohh.
Shit.
My body clenched again, and his eyes lit up further.
My back met the bed, then, and the breath rushed out of me as I found myself staring up at Namir’s throat.
There, on the side of his neck, was the beginning of a mate bond. The first of the letters in the forgotten language, or maybe the first of the words, written on his skin in shimmering gold.
My fingers lifted to the markings, and Namir swore as they brushed the skin. He throbbed inside me a few more times, one of his hands reaching up to hold my fingers still on his skin.
“Careful, Love.” His voice was rumbly. “The mark is practically a sexual trigger for your use only.”
Damn, I loved the sound of that.
