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Khala
"What the hells, Khala?" he growled. He caught my wrists with his hands and pulled me to him. "You're fucking him now too?"
I looked up at him, my brow furrowed. “How do—”
"I saw you out the window." His tone was thick with frustration. "On your knees. His cock in your mouth."
I jerked my wrists back. "I don't need to explain—"
He gripped tighter, fingers pressing hard into my skin. "Don't you get how I feel about you?" His breath was ragged, hot on the side of my face. He smelled of warm leather and lust.
Fire burned through my veins. Liquid heat that threatened to melt my resolve into ashes.
"Of course I do.” I managed to keep my tone even. “This has nothing to do with how you feel about me. This is all about me living my life the way I want to."
"It doesn't matter who gets hurt in the process," he said bitterly. "I thought we understood each other.” He looked ready to shake some sense into me. “You care about me."
"You know I do." I did, but was that enough? I had no intention of being with him and no one else. Asking him to share me, much less with Fae? That seemed like too much to ask, regardless of how he felt. Ever since we met the Fae, he’d been a walking ball of anger every time I saw him. Furious about and against everything and everyone but me.Becauseof me.
I should insist he leave, but I couldn’t bring myself to say the words. I couldn’t bear the thought of not having him here with me. That was selfish as fuck, but I needed him.
He pushed me until my back was against the fence and leaned in so his stubble grazed my cheek.
"Why won't you let me show you? Is my cock not good enough for you? Gods, Khala, all I want is to touch you. To make you feel good. To…to be inside you. Let me fuck you before I go crazy. Please." His lips slid over the side of my face and down my neck.
He had me quivering.
"Zared," I whispered.
"Khala." He pressed my hand to the front of his pants. "I know you want me, too."
His cock was rock hard. Without thinking, I rubbed lightly over the fabric, drawing a groan from his lips.
"Are you wet for me?" he whispered.
"Drenched," I whispered back. If I was any wetter, my arousal would trickle down the inside of my leg. "But we can't do this here." Until I said the words, I didn’t realise how much I wanted this. To fuck him. I needed to. Right. Now.
"I know a place." Hands still around one of my wrists, he led me around the yard, through a doorway set in the palace wall. The room was dark, lined with shelves. Each of those was filled with bottles of herbs, and boxes of onions and potatoes.
He closed and locked the door behind us, then pushed me up against the wall and yanked up the hem of my shirt.
He lifted it over my head, dropped it on the floor. His mouth was all over my neck, my chest, my breasts. He sucked my nipples like he was starving. Nipped them with his teeth to the point of pain. He wasn't gentle. I liked it.
I groaned and pushed my chest forward, driving my nipple deeper into his mouth.
He undid my pants and shoved them and my panties out of the way. He undid his own pants to free his thick erection.
He cupped my ass and lifted me up until I wrapped my legs around his waist. In one swift movement, he slammed his cock into me with all the force of his hips.
We both gasped out loud with the suddenness of his thrust. He gave my muscles half a moment to get use to him, then he was thrusting, pounding relentlessly like he was scared I'd change my mind before he came.
"Gods, gods, Khala, you feel so fucking good. So good. I needed this. We needed this." He reached down between us to rub my clit as desperately as his deep strokes.
Pressure rose like a river of fast moving lava, drawing me closer and closer so relentlessly I couldn't have stopped myself if I wanted to.
I moaned. "Zared…ahhh. I'm going to come." I was already so wet. My slick coated his cock. Every thrust made a wet sucking sound.
"Yes, yes. Come for me. Come on my cock. Let me make you mine. Mine." He rubbed more firmly, hard but always hitting the right place. "Tell me who you belong to."
