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The pain his cruel words had caused left her, pushed away by the pain she felt for him. She whispered, “I’m sorry. I won’t ever touch you without your permission. I’m sorry.”
There was so much she wanted to say but knew it wasn’t the right time to say any of them. So she could only stay quiet and immobile, looking at him and yearning. She yearned totouchhim. She yearned to touch him so he would know he wasn’t alone. The same way that she had thought of him all these years, all those times she had lain on the ground and told herself that she wasn’t alone because somewhere in the world, there was a person like him who could save her. Who would want to save her.
Justwantingto save her was enough.
“Don’t look at me like that.” His voice was raspy with need. With her soft and pliant body under his, Helios knew it would never be the same between them again. Now that he knew how she felt, how perfect she damn felt next to him, it would not be the same. He wanted to fuck her, wanted to possess her, wanted her to make him her world.
But something had changed, Helios realized. One moment, she was hurt and confused. The next moment, she wasn’t. Instead, she was...she was looking at him like she wanted to be kissed. Like she wanted to be touched. Like she wanted to behis.
His breath hissed out. She felt so fucking nice under him. He wanted to touch her skin, wanted to feel her hair curl in his hand, wanted to know the shape of her breast.
He watched her brow furrow.
And then she asked, “Is this okay?”
A pained laugh escape him. He had told her not to look at him a certain way, and she had taken him literally. No one was like her. No one.And, Helios realized grimly,that was exactly why he wanted her.
MJ’s frown had Helios looking grimmer, and she tried to scowl instead. At that moment, she would have done just about anything he asked her. Anything just to make sure he would never think of the time when he was made to feel alone and rejected. Screwing up her face in her most terrifying scowl, she asked, “What about this?”
The question, asked so earnestly, destroyed what little hold he had over his passion. Helios managed to say, “I don’t like how you look when you’re scowling either.”
“Then how do you want me to look at you?”
“Like you’ve had the best kiss in your life.”
MJ’s lips parted. “H-how do I even...”
“Like this,” Helios growled, and he finally did what he had always wanted to do the first time he saw her. He covered her mouth with his, and when she gasped in surprise, it only made him deepen his kiss. He drove his fingers into her hair, seeking her nape so he could hold her still and kiss her hard, wanting to brand her completely.
MJ knew she should have expected the kiss. She wasn’t dumb, and those words of his were a dead giveaway. But she had not expected the kiss because she had never dared hope he would want to kiss her. He was Helios Andreadis. He was not only out of her league, but most times, he had her convinced he hated her.
But maybe not, MJ thought dizzily as she felt Helios’ weight settle over her. His body was hard all over, and she had to clench her fists so she wouldn’t touch him.
“You taste sweet.” His growl tickled her skin as his lips moved down, licking his way to her neck.
She shuddered at the contact but she couldn’t help arching her neck at the same time, wanting more of his kiss. When he started to suck on her neck, MJ bit her lip to keep herself from crying out. It was so erotic, this kind of kiss. It was nothing like she had imagined, and just the thought of how much hotter, how much stronger andrawerit would feel when he kissed other parts of her body made MJ’s head whirl.
Helios’ lips were moving again, and when she felt his hands on the hem of her tank top, she gasped.
His hands stilled. “Do you want me to stop?”
She shook her head.
Triumph burst inside him and he slowly raised her tank top up, inch by inch, savoring the sight of her naked flesh. When he had it all the way up to her neck, revealing her cotton bra, Helios couldn’t help it. He bent down and, shaping one breast with his hand, he plumped it in preparation before taking one cotton-covered nipple into his mouth.
A little cry escaped MJ, her back arching, pushing her nipple into his mouth.
“Do you like that?”
“Y-yes.” Her head twisted left and right on the table. Her legs dangled restlessly in the air. She wanted to touch him so badly now. A moment later, she had to bite her lip again as she felt him pulling her bra down. Cool air kissed her breast and then his mouth was on it again, sucking her already pouting nipple.
Oh, God.
The sensation was incredible, more than words could express.
“Please,” she gasped. She could no longer keep silent.
“Please what?” he murmured against her nipple.
