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His voice was so raw it sent a thrill down her spine. When his hold tightened, Ellie felt arcs of electricity going from her clit to her nipples but refrained from touching them, wanting only to focus on Sam.
A glance up confirmed that all his attention was on her as water sluiced down his torso and stomach, droplets catching on the dark hairs on his chest. His black hair was messed up, giving him an untamed, dangerous look she’d never forget, and would never get enough of.
She was curious to know if she could darken his mood more, push him to unleash that part of himself he held so tight, that he was so weary of, to prove to him that even in the throes of passion, he could never hurt her.
Her free hand grabbed his ankle, massaging his calf and swirled over the skin behind his knee before venturing up. His thighs quivered just before the muscles tightened again as her fingertips traced small patterns up to his balls. It was when she cupped them and massaged them that she knew she’d pushed him past the point of no return.
“Ellie...”
Threat was an undeniable undertone to his words, but she was too intrigued and only sucked him harder.
The grip on her hair stung a little, but he didn’t force her movement. His hips jerked, but it was clear that despite the lust, he still had her wellbeing in mind.
His body twisted as if trying to get out of her grasp, but she hooked her arm around his legs and lavished him until his body quaked in orgasm. His taste filled her mouth, and she released her grip.
Strung tight, her body on fire despite being drenched by the shower and steam, Ellie slowly leaned back, sitting more comfortably as Sam towered over her, one hand against the wall to keep himself upright.
Eyes closed, his body slowly calming, Ellie smiled, both admiring the man and feeling physical frustration. With the taste of Sam still on her tongue, she cupped her breast as she watched him come down from bliss. She wasn’t an exhibitionist in the least, but it was impossible to sit still or stop touching herself. The smell of sex grew stronger with the steam and battering spray, and she felt her fingers slipping through her folds before realizing she’d moved at all.
Wet, she snaked a couple digits around her entrance before pressing her palm against her clit. The rise of pleasure felt like a release, and she’d started to lose focus when hands grabbed her hips.
Head spinning, with water blinding her, Ellie yelped when her ass slid forward. Just as she blinked the water away, a warm tongue gave a wicked flick on her clit. As she gasped, water almost made her sputter. Only after blinking away the water she saw Sam kneeling before her, his mouth buried between her legs.
“Shit.”
The low growl sounded like an evil laugh, but she didn’t care if the devil had materialized before her if he could eat her pussy like that.
His hands held her tight, his mouth skilled, he seemed to want to push her over the edge as fast and hard as possible.
Ellie was losing control over her contorting body, attempting to get away from his assault, but surrendering to it by grabbing his slick hair and shoving his face closer.
It didn’t take much for pleasure to explode, shattering her body and mind. Overwhelmed, Ellie barely noticed Sam abandoning his feast, but the slow breach of his cock reignited dwindling sensations.
With a wicked twist of his hips, Sam buried himself inside her, robbing Ellie of breath. Slipping and sliding, at the mercy of the warrior, she held on to him as he pounded into her without mercy. Feet braced against the walls, Sam grunted at each thrust, his pubic bone smashing Ellie’s clit over and over again until the combined stimulation with her sensitized g-spot forced her body to succumb to another wave of mind-blowing pleasure.
Holding onto Sam, it felt as if she were flying and falling all at the same time, and he was the only anchor to save her.
It was the sting of Sam biting her shoulder as his orgasm took hold of him that brought her back. Ellie felt his cock jerking inside her until his muscles unlocked one by on top of her.
His weight was soothing, reassuring, and cut too short when he disengaged, twisting to pull her on top of him.
In the small enclosure, Ellie relaxed with the hot water pummeling her back and the still shivering male body under her.
It was tempting to remain in this paradise and ignore reality, but Ellie remembered why she’d stepped into the shower in the first place and looked at him. “Are you reassured now?”
It took a moment for Sam to stir, his scruffy jaw unclenching into a lopsided smile. “What?”
It was her turn to smile and she indulged in a kiss on his pectoral. “I can survive your dark side. And to be honest, I don’t think I’ve ever come that hard.”
His silver eyes shadowed. “I held back, angel.”
“And that proves that even when trapped in darkness, you could never hurt me. You can’t forget who you are, Sam. Deep down, I trust your heart. You forged it in the fires of hell, and it can survive anything and anyone. Please never forget that, Sam.”
Ellie poured all the sincerity in her heart into her words, hoping they would make their way into his thick skull.
“You’re wrong, angel. I survived my past and my father, but you’re the only one capable of wrenching my heart out of my chest and bringing me to my knees. I love you, my fairy Ellie.”
There Sam lay, naked and expectant, and Ellie knew that even in the short time she’d known him, Sam Sarkhan had found a way through all her despair and hurt, offering her heart a haven she’d never thought possible to find.
