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Deva

I feltlike something was crawling in my veins. I couldn’t stay still. I couldn’t touch him enough or get close enough. I needed... I justneeded. It was this uncontrollable feeling I’d never experienced in my life, and I felt like the only thing holding me together, keeping me from shattering into a million pieces and getting lost on a breeze, was my skin.

This.

Thiswas what my kiss with Holt had been lacking. It was an intensity to rival all others. He’d kissed me like I was made of glass instead of with passion. What I’d been craving was to be taken, like madness was only a heartbeat away if he didn’t kiss me that very instant.

How Laeth kissed me.

“I don’t want you to stop.” The words were out before I could stop them, not that I wanted to. Something inside of me had snapped. A switch had been flipped, and I was no longer standing on the precipice of something major. No, I was hurtling down the mountain like an avalanche. There was no stopping this feeling.

Laeth let out a feral sound that made my nipples throb. It felt like a pulse of electricity shot from them, straight between my legs, making me jolt. “Baby, you can’t say things like that to me. I don’t think you understand. I’m barely hanging on here. I don’t want to do something you aren’t ready for.”

“I’m ready,” I said in a tone bordering on pleading. “Laeth, I don’t want to be treated like a porcelain doll. I’m not some fragile thing that you need to be careful with. I want...”

His fingers tensed on my waist, the pads of them pressing harder into my skin. “What do you want.”

“I want you to want me so badly, you lose control. I want you to make me feel things I’ve only ever read about. And I want it over and over.”

His nostrils flared, his gaze grew even darker, and his hold on me grew so tight it was almost painful, which only turned me on that much more.

He dragged his nose along the column of my throat again, and that simple brush made my knees turn to jelly. If he hadn’t pinned me to the counter with his strong, solid body, I would have melted to the floor. As it was, I could feel his arousal, thick and long, pressing into my belly, and it only made me want him more.

“Tell me something, Deva,” he said quietly, his husky voice whispering against my ear and making me shiver. “Are you wet for me?”

God, was I. My mouth went dry, making words difficult, so I nodded, hoping that would be enough.

It wasn’t.

“What do you want?”

“I—” My voice came out in an embarrassing croak.

“Say it,” he ordered gently. “Right at this very moment, what is it you want me to do? What is it you’re craving?”

I parted my lips on a shaky exhale. He wasn’t going to make this easy. If I was going to get what I wanted, I had to stop being ashamed of the words. Lyric had told me to own my sexuality. I wanted to do that, but this felt like being thrown into the deep end the very first time I tried to swim.

But that’s what you want, a tiny voice in the back of my head spoke up.You don’t want to be this fragile little bird. So tell him what you want.

“I want...” My tongue darted out to slide across my lips. “I want you to touch me.”

His teeth nipped my collarbone, and I couldn’t stop the moan that burst from my throat. “Where, baby?”

“Everywhere that feels good,” I answered. “I want you to make me come.”

He growled against my neck, the vibrations traveling through my whole body. “Have you ever gotten yourself off before?”

I shook my head, feeling more emboldened with every second that passed. “I’ve tried, but I can’t seem to get there,” I admitted with frustration.

He pulled back then, just enough to spin me around so I was facing away from him. His chest was flush to my back, one large hand skating around to my front as he moved my hair away and started kissing and nipping my neck.

“I can get you there,” he said as his fingers toyed with the button of my jeans. The button popped, making me jolt like a gun blast had just sounded through the room. I started panting as his fingertips slipped beneath the hem of my shirt, brushing my skin. That arc of energy was there with that simple touch, traveling through my veins as though I’d just been struck by lightning.

I curled my lips between my teeth as a whimper pushed out, squeezing my eyes closed as I dropped my head back against his chest.

“Is that what you want me to do?”

“Please.” The one word came out in a trembling whisper, but the emotion in it packed a wrecking ball sized punch.

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