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“That’s what I’m afraid of.”
He slowly shook his head. “I can think of no better death.”
I pushed out of his arms and turned away, unable to even look at him.
He wrapped his arms around me from behind, nuzzling my hair.“I don’t want you to obsess over this.”
My laugh was bitter. It turned into a sob, and I wiped at the tears streaming down my cheeks. “I can’t lose you, Lorian. It would break me.”
“You won’t. Our story doesn’t end that way. I know it doesn’t.”
I wanted to believe that. Most of the time, I’d been able to believe that. But I had this terror lodged in my chest, and no matter what I did, I couldn’t shake it.
“Promiseme.”
“I promise.” His body pressed close to mine, and he kissed me so gently my breath hitched. “My fierce wildcat,” he murmured against my mouth. “You’ve been holding this in, attempting to bargain with the fates for days, haven’t you?”
I lifted my gaze, meeting forest green. “They can’t have you.”
“And they won’t.”
He lowered his head again, and I let my eyes drift closed.
His lips brushed against the sensitive area beneath my ear, and I let out a small gasp, opening my eyes.
“No.” He nuzzled me. “Keep your eyes closed. Just feel me.”
I complied, and he pushed my tunic aside, sliding his hand to cup my breast. I was aching for him, my thighs shaking, and he thumbed my nipple, his mouth finding mine as I moved restlessly. I needed to be closer. Needed him inside me, making me forget.
Lorian pulled away, and I let out a mewing sound that made him chuckle. “Soon, wildcat.”
My tunic was over my head in an instant, and he let out a low growl. “It somehow always manages to shock me,” he said, “just how fucking beautiful you are.”
My cheeks heated, and Lorian cursed. Suddenly, I was on the bed looking up at him, my heart pounding. In one of his too-fast-to-see movements, he’d placed me carefully on the covers and was slowly rolling my leggings down my legs.
He lowered his mouth, kissing his way along my thighs gently, teasingly. He nuzzled my lower belly. “I want you to feel how much I love you. I’ll always be with you, Prisca. It’s you and me.”
Me and him. Forever. My breath shuddered from my lungs, and a tiny chunk of the terror in my chest began to melt.
Removing my undergarments, he ran his lips over my stomach, my breasts, my neck. I arched for him, wanting his lips on mine, but he was already kissing his way down my arm, making me shiver as he found sensitive places I hadn’t known existed.
I was lost in sensation. In the way his hair tickled my skin. The way his lips caressed and soothed. The way he continually made me feel cherished.
He nudged my thighs apart, and I opened for him, watching as he positioned himself between my legs. His eyes met mine. “I’ve been craving this all day.” His gaze stayed on my face as he slid his hand down, eyes heating as he found me slick for him. He stroked my clit, and my eyes drifted shut. “No, look at me,” he demanded. “Let me see what I do to you. How good I can make you feel.”
Lifting my hands, I traced his shoulders, brushing over his warm skin. He gave me a stern look. “Don’t distract me.”
I laughed, and he lowered his head, pressing his lips to me and blowing gently on my clit. I lifted my hips, and he smiled against me. “Insatiable woman.”
“You make me this way.”
“And no one else ever will.” He stroked with his tongue, teasing me the way he so enjoyed.
“More,” I groaned, and he gave me more. His tongue slid through my folds, circled my clit, flicked and played and found the places that made me tense and moan. The spots that made my thighs shake. I was rocking my hips, grinding against his face, and his gaze remained locked on mine, his hands holding me in place. The message was clear. I would take whatever he chose to give me. Even while worshipping my body, Lorian made it clear that he was in charge.
My climax hit me like a hurricane, a force that locked my body, pleasure rolling through my limbs as it went on and on. Lorian groaned against me, continuing to stroke until I buried my hands in his hair and tugged.
He growled, clearly put out, but I tugged harder. “Inside me,” I begged. I needed to feel him moving within me. Needed to know he was alive and he’d stay alive and everything would be fine as long as we were together.
