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“It might be too late for that,” I joke. “Just go, save yourself. Don’t worry about me.”
A stubborn frown creases his brow and he powers through the water back towards me. As soon as he’s close, he reaches out for me and grabs me by the hips. I have no choice but to wrap my legs around his waist, and my arms circle his neck of their own accord.
“You listen to me, Malia-Tarni,” he says, looking me right in the eye, all teasing and flirting gone from his face. His expression is intense, but I find myself enthralled. “I will never leave you behind. Saving myself at your expense isnotan option. Never will be. I’ll always put you first. I will be your safety.”
I have no idea what to say to that but the emotions his words evoke – feelings of warmth, of safety, and of finally belonging – take over me. I express my gratitude with action.Actions speak louder than words.
Closing the gap between us, I seal his promise with a blistering kiss of acceptance. What he’s promising me, I want. This time there’s no hesitation, no holding back from either of us. He slides his fingers into my wet hair, the slight resistance tugging at my locks and sending delicious tingles down my spine that make me shudder and press myself even closer to him.
Looping my arms around his neck, I deepen the kiss and Bhodi groans into my mouth. He shifts slightly, then uses his free hand to grip my ass and lift me, pulling me against him roughly so that I have no choice but to wrap my legs around his waist again. It might be my new favourite position, being wrapped around him.
Without breaking our kiss, he walks us out of the water, the cool air hitting my skin and causing the hairs on my arms to raise as a shiver travels down my spine. My back connects with the ground, but not the tickle of the grass that I was expecting. He’s laid me on his towel. It must be his; mine’s still folded in my bag. I relax against it and Bhodi covers my exposed skin like a warm blanket, the weight of his body is reassuring, comforting and familiar. It feels sinfully good to be pinned under him like this as my core pulses in time to the lashes of his tongue against mine.
I writhe under him, and his hands skim my curves, coming to rest at the side of my breasts. My breathing hitches and I clam up a little. He doesn’t seem to notice, continuing to kiss me and caress my sensitive skin that’s peeking out of my bikini top. A low groan forms in my throat, but I swallow it down. I don’t want him to stop. I don’t know what we’re doing, how far we’re going, but I don’t want it to end.
His fingers graze my nipples and my back arches up into his touch, encouraging him to continue. For a few seconds, or an eternity, he plays with the small buds, coaxing them into needy peaks. I thread my arms around his neck and pull him closer, kissing him deeper. His hardness grinds into me, exciting and thrilling and terrifying me in equal measure. I don’t know how he knows that I love it, but he does it again and again and again, until I’m panting and desperate to feelmore.
“Bhodi…” I groan, not knowing what I’m asking for.
“I got you, little dot,” he promises, kissing me again as his hand moves south. He shifts to the side slightly so that his arousal is pressing into my leg rather than my core, and I hate that he’s moved. Until his fingers slip over my sex and my hips dance in response. Gently, he pulls the wet material to the side and repeats the motion, this time on my bare skin. It’s like the best kind of electric shock between my thighs. I think I’m in heaven as he strokes me, that nothing could possibly feel better than this moment, until he pushes a finger into my tight channel and I fall apart for him in a garble of desperate pleas.
He doesn’t stop though, sensing that I have more to give. I might be coming undone under him, but he knows I’ve not shattered completely yet.
He slips a second finger into me, stretching me in a way that feels decadent and delicious. Tingles start in my toes as heat licks from the soles of my feet, up my body, through my neck and all over my scalp. My muscles coil until I’m trembling with the effort of hanging on, keeping it together, remembering to breatheandbe quiet.
Increasing the tempo of his movements, he presses down on my clit with his thumb and I detonate. Literal stars explode above my head in a riot of harmonic sounds, and my body pulses ribbons of rainbow light in time to my orgasm.
Thisis heaven. No, what’s better than heaven? Have I reached Nirvana? Valhalla? Something else?
I’m gasping for breath as Bhodi withdraws and brings his fingers to his lips, licking my essence from them. I can’t tear my eyes away from his heated gaze which has turned from his usual steely grey to molten mercury.
A terrified scream pierces the air and my skull explodes with pain, making me jerk away from Bhodi.
Grow bolder.
“Malia! Are you okay?”
Lure her out.
He clambers off me faster than lightning and stares down at me, face etched with worry.
If we can’t find her, we’ll bring her to us.
I feel like I’m being pulled in two different directions at once, both are agonising and I don’t know where to focus my attention beyond the pain.
Kill them all.
“Did I hurt you?”
I shake my head but the movement makes me feel so nauseous that I have to stop. I roll over so that I’m on all fours and gasping. I try to breathe through the pain, but when that doesn’t work, I rub my temples instead.
Feast on her flesh.
Make us strong.
Another scream goes up, this one full of agony and suffering, and I collapse onto the grass. Bhodi reaches for me and I grip his arm in a panic. My nails dig into his flesh but he doesn’t pull away.
“Malia! Talk to me!”
