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“Am I even talking to the real Niko when your eyes get like that?” I lay back and enjoy the show. His chest is an expanse of muscles with dark gray nipples and a couple of healed blaster burns here and there. The bulge in his pants is something I’ve caught my eyes lingering on before, but I haven’t had the chance to see what’s underneath yet.
“The real Niko?” He laughs. “Trust me; this is real.”
He strips to nothing.
His cock stands at attention, hard and ready. It’s long and thick, proportionately magnificent to match the rest of his body. As he climbs toward me again, I can’t take my eyes off it. Not until he’s on top of me, bringing my attention back to those ‘amma’ka’eyes.
“It’s always me,” he whispers when we’re face to face.
I reach for his cock, wanting to feel it. He groans when I grasp him. The soft skin of his length is hot and heavy.
“Give it to me,” I say, guiding him toward my wetness. I’m greedy for more. He made me ready, and now I won’t wait.
His body poises over me, his chest hovering above me. With his hulking height, his hair, his jaw, and his neck are what loom in my view as he slides his cock inside.
He sinks to the hilt and murmurs Kar’Kali prayers that I don’t quite catch. The fullness is sudden. I’m gasping, gripping his arms. He stretches me, stroking deep inside.
“See how we fit,” he purrs, pulsing his hips up. “This cunt was made for me.”
He thrusts me twice and I cry out. It feels good. Too good.
“Don’t,” I manage to whimper between moans. “Don’t make this what it shouldn’t be.”
He leans back so we can look at each other, stalling his thrusts but staying inside me. The shift in angle hitches my breath. His girth is pressing up against my most sensitive parts.
“I’m not making this anything.” He’s practically snarling. Maybe I hit a nerve. He takes my waist between his hands and shunts himself deeper. “If you want to feel nothing, that’s your prerogative.”
He takes control of my body, his hands gripping my waist as he thrusts me hard. My pleasure blooms more with each slide of his cock. I stare down, enamored by the way his stone-gray fingers look dwarfing my waist, silver against brown
“Does it feel like nothing?” he asks, slamming in. I’m choking on moans, unable to reply. “Is this casual enough?”
His hands slide toward my breasts and squeeze them. Thumbs pluck at my nipples. Strong thighs press at my legs to open me wider and wider. And still, he rolls his hips up and up as he thrusts me. Sensations in my pelvis reverberate through my body, all the way to my curling toes and trembling lips.
“Tell me, Raina,” he growls, those black eyes flashing at me. “Who else can give this to you?”
I shake my head, screaming from the overwhelming pleasure. His words are startlingly arousing, sparking more heat in my belly, even if I don’t have the mental fortitude to answer right now.
“If it were casual, you could give this up,” he taunts me as he thrusts in again. “Could you give this up now that you’ve had it?”
I’m too dazed by the fullness to speak. It’s never been like this for me before. Every inch of him touches me within. Every thrust is like striking a match. My legs start to quiver as I edge closer and closer to another climax.
“You need this, Raina. Let me give you what you need.”
I cry out. The pressure is building so high; I’m about to burst. He doesn’t let up, sliding that unrelenting length in and out of me. The weight of his pelvis grinds against my clit, shattering my limit until I fly apart.
Bright spots cloud my vision. All I see is the ceiling. All I hear is my own mewling screams and the soft gushing slap of his length buried deep in my wetness.
“Good,ti kaia. Be a good mate and come for your male.”
His possessive words seem to pulse through me, tapping into the horniest part of my psyche, the part that would let him take me and hide me away from the world forever.
Everything in me feels raw— my emotions, my mind, my pussy, my muscles. I feel like a rubber band pulled to its limits and then suddenly snapped. The part of Niko that revealed itself and the things that he said . . . That dark, masculine part of him sends tingles down my spine and fear driving through my heart within the same breath.
I stepped into this tidal wave knowing full well it could sweep me away. Have I let him go a step too far? I should remind him who he’s dealing with.
If he insists on calling me hiskaia, then I should remind him that I’m still a wild beast and not his pet.
CHAPTERTWENTY-TWO
