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NAZYN
Yes, yes, yes, yes, an ancient part of Nazyn chanted as he tasted Darcy’s sweet lips again.
She was desire incarnate for him, the perfect blend of soft and strong, body and mind. His large palms fit perfectly against her waist, cradling her hips as they traced slow circles over her clothes, wishing, hoping, begging to touch the skin underneath.
Kissing Darcy was unlike any other experience Nazyn had lived through. Certainly no other passionate one.
Holding her had a curious effect. Not just on his body, which was burning for her, but on his mind as well. Whenever he’d kissed someone in the past, his thoughts had been a jumbled mess of overanalyzing everything. The temperature of his partner’s skin, the angle at which their head tilted at, how fast their hearts beat per minute.
His mind had always concocted this logical detachment that acted like a safe barrier between him and whoever had warmed his bed.
Butthiswas a totally different experience.
He didn’t care about angles and temperatures. He simplyfelt, lost in the maddening rhythm of their lips and bodies.
His thoughts simply honed in on her, savoring every sigh, every breath, every swipe of her tongue. The way her chest pressed against his, sending tremors through his body. How her palms tried to reach his horns, but couldn’t in his position.
He had to fix that. Since that whole coat thing from their journey here, he had been extra attentive to her needs–at least the ones he could detect. It was highly unusual for him. Nazyn was a solitary creature in a solitary career. But now they acted as a team and hewantedto make her comfortable. Fulfill her whims and desires as if it was his duty to do so.
Nayzn’s hands roamed lower, grasping the back of her thighs. When Darcy moaned against his lips, in one quick motion, he pulled her up against him.
Darcy squeaked in surprise, breaking the kiss. Nazyn scanned her face for any sign of displeasure. But after the initial shock, Darcy smiled seductively, her eyes darkening. As her legs wrapped around his waist, she moaned.
“I like this,” she murmured, a breath away from his lips. “Never done it before.”
It dawned on Nazyn that she probably hadn’t done a lot of things before. Hadn’t she mentioned she didn’t have all that much experience before meeting Richard? And judging from the way that creature behaved, it probably wasn’t the best experience either.
Nazyn needed to be careful and take his time with her. Gently show her what two bodies could truly do together.
This wasn’t just about making sure they had a great time. It was a moment meant to be savored. Enjoyed. Remembered with a smile.
As his fangs lowered, Nazyn recaptured her lips, but this kiss was slow. Languid. Appreciating the way Darcy’s body fit perfectly against his. Each of her small sighs as his lips traveled down her neck, and her soft giggle at finally being able to reach his horns.
She grasped them firmly, running her palms up and down at a maddening pace. It was a good thing Nazyn’s face was hidden somewhere near her clavicle or she would’ve seen just how far his eyes had rolled back. He hadn’t done that since his Academy days and the quick dalliances between training.
But it was impossible to keep his pleasure hidden once Darcy’s tongue darted out and licked the tip of his ear, jiggling the chain. Nazyn threw his head back, a growled moan erupting from his chest.
“Oh, did that hurt? I’m sorry,” Darcy mumbled quickly.
“No, no, no.” Nazyn moaned again. “Nobody ever did that. It’s…amazing.”
Since the holes in his ear were a mark of his traitorous dynasty, everyone on Deruzia viewed it as unthinkable to even acknowledge it. Nobody had ever touched his ear apart from himself. Which was a shame, because he’d heard from his companions at the Academy just how pleasurable it was.
But Darcy was human. Yes, he’d told her about the symbol behind the holes, and while she logically understood it, she didn’t have an emotional, traditional connection to it.
So she’d licked the tip of his ear. And, Nines, he’d loved it.
“You can do it again,” he said. “If you want to.”
Darcy’s face instantly lit up with a smile. She leaned forward and ran her tongue up the shell of his ear. Nines, that felt good. And when she sucked on the tip, Nazyn’s fangs throbbed.
Not to be outdone, Nazyn’s tongue darted out to lick her clavicle, sucking on her sensitive flesh. The moan that vibrated through Darcy’s lips into his ear was otherworldly.
Her legs wrapped tighter around him as her hips began swaying. Good. She was aroused. Nazyn could smell it on her skin and wanted to drink every drop.
Which sounded like the second best idea he’d had today, after kissing her.
