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Selene was transfixed.
She scrambled to sit up. But still, she didn’t stop him, staring at his beautiful, heady masculinity heading towards her. Then those thick thighs straddled her, and he loomed over her aching, throbbing body, his long hair falling into a curtain she longed to slip her fingers into.
He stared at her for a long moment, and she felt herself yield. Her reservations fell away, liquefied by the molten desire in his eyes.
Kainan groaned in a deep rumble that thundered between them.
‘Khamila,’ he whispered. ‘I can’t take this any more -.’
His head lowered, and she closed her eyes to the unexpected storm of emotion between them. First, she felt lips softly against her hair, then a large hand wrapped around her side before trailing to her lower side, under her back, to pull her up and tightly into him.
‘Selene,’ the rugged Edenite murmured, dotting the lightest of kisses and nips to her forehead, her eyebrow, her cheek and trailing lower to her jaw and into the crux of her neck where he inhaled her essence. ‘Stop me, for I cannot stop myself -.’
Selene’s thoughts skittered just as her heart thudded.Was this really happening?
She reached out to feel the taut chest muscles of the man embracing her and gave in to the wave of longing, surrendering to the inevitable after days of holding back.
‘Kainan,’ Selene breathed, moving her hands to clutch the back of his head, knitting her fingers into this thick hair. She reached forward and kissed him along his broad brow and hairline. ‘Maybe I don’t want you to stop,’ she muttered softly.
He looked up and met her wide gaze, his sapphire gold eyes flashing with energy and lust.
‘Then I won’t until you’re mine.’
His lips fell onto hers, heated, firm, and so enticing. She gasped into them as he set about nipping, sucking, his tongue bending and twisting with Selene’s, in ravenous feeling.
She pushed into his chest, breathing in the intoxicating scent of the man holding her firmly in his arms.
She felt him run his hands to the back of her thighs, powerfully pulling her up until he’d wrapped her legs around his slim, taut hips.
He continued to devour her mouth, groaning with intensity. Then he pulled away and ripped aside her silken shirt and matching pants. The pearl buttons flew into the air as Selene’s clothes fell away until she was left bare before him.
‘Stunning. Better than I’d ever imagined.’ He worshipped her with his wildfire gaze that burnt downward, past her generous breasts, over her tummy mound, before pausing between her shapely thighs.
‘So you’ve been imagining me?’ she teased out.
‘Every moment I’m around you, my entire being goes crazy for you, woman. My mind even more so,’ he ground out.
He stood over her for a moment before resting one knee beside her. His beautiful fingers roamed over her skin before slipping to the prize between her thighs.
She arched her back and widened her legs, and his long fingers stroked her wetness.
She could hardly take the heat from his fingers, and she moaned when he added more fervour with his mouth closing over her right nipple. He used his tongue masterfully to tease and stroke her nerve-laced mound, taking turns between sucking and lashing the engorged tip before switching to her left breast. Selene thrust her hands into his long, lush hair, grabbing his scalp to push him closer to her needy flesh. He reared his head back and met her heated gaze.
‘Nadakhamila, you don’t get to run this show,’ he warned with a growl. ‘Not on our first time.’
She tried to buck her nipple back into his mouth, but he grinned and entered her wet centre with a curl of a forefinger. He used a thumb to lightly flick her clit, and she moaned. His middle finger thrust even deeper, joining the first, while the thumb worked her engorged bud, sending ecstasy through her body.
Kainan looked down at her panting mouth and undulating hips as they lifted off the bed, desperately trying to find the release her core sorely needed.
‘You’re so wet,khamila, so wet for me. So beautiful.’
‘Kainan, I can’t -.’
He stopped Selene’s protest with a deep kiss. His tongue thrust into her mouth, and she sucked on it with all abandon. She frantically reached for him, slipping under his soft shirt to caress his heated chest, his nipples, his lower stomach, moaning when she found what she was after—the thick, pulsing steel rod between his thighs.
She stroked, then gripped the swollen, ridged appendage through the material of his pants, stroking her hands to a sensual rhythm, her hips thrusting to the same dance.
She wanted to see the powerful cock her hands could barely grip, so she reared back and away from his erotic lips.
