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My eyes were glued to the mirror as he slowly dragged his fingers between my thighs. I sucked in a breath when he touched my clit, and couldn’t stop my hips from jerking a little.
His chest rumbled in satisfaction, and it made my head spin.
He found my clit, and focused on it. My breath hitched again at the touch, heat swelling within me. Amarok murmured, “How does that feel?”
He cared.
He actuallycaredabout what I liked and wanted.
“Good,” I whispered.
Amarok repeated the motion a bit harder, and my hips jerked again, more violently. “Better like that, or worse?”
“Still good, just different,” I managed. “Equal.”
He brushed me again, lighter. “And that?”
“Too soft.”
I couldn’t believe we were having the conversation, but it was happening, and shit, I liked it.
He worked my clit through the fabric a little, varying the pressure and watching my body closely in the mirror, to see how I responded. My breathing picked up, my body hot and needy, and I swear, there wasn’t a damn thing I could do to stop myself from moving as he touched me.
Amarok was clearly in no hurry, the pleasure thick in his eyes as my bodysuit grew wetter by the moment. My desire grew thicker and thicker, until I finally got tired of waiting and said, “Take my clothes off.”
After the command, my body went rigid.
Allen would never let me give him an order like that. I—
Amarok tugged my tee over my head.
My tension had faded slightly by the time it hit the floor, but when his hands gripped my breasts through the bodysuit, it vanished entirely.
The way he squeezed me was perfect. Tight and needy, without causing me even the smallest amount of pain.
“You’re still sure?” His gaze met mine in the mirror, and my attention left his hands and my body.
“Yes.” There wasn’t a shred of doubt left in my mind, at least when it came to what we were doing. He would take care of me—I trusted him to do that, as insane as it was.
His chest rumbled, and his hands lifted to the straps of my bodysuit.
Slowly, he pulled them down my arms, exposing my breasts and abdomen.
The glow around us both pulsed as he slid the fabric down further and further, until it joined my tee on the floor. My thighs started to close, but his hands caught them, and opened them wider.
“Do not hide from me, Aurora. I have waited centuries to see you like this.” His growl was low, but not threatening.
And when his hands slid back up my thighs, the words died in my throat.
Slowly, he dragged a finger up the slickness of my center. I didn’t think I’d ever been that wet in my life—and he definitely wasn’t afraid of it.
“So damn ready for me,” he murmured, teasing my entrance with his finger before sliding up to my clit.
I grabbed his arm for support as he teased it again, the way he had through my clothes. The sensation was insanely different without the fabric separating us—and so much better.
He worked me slowly, his gaze hot and intense as he watched me move and react to his touch. “How does that feel?”
“Incredible,” I panted. “You know it’s incredible.”
