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Chapter 18
Ana
He makes a muffled noise of surprise when I throw my arms around his neck and lock my lips to his. He tastes good. He feels good. I don’t want to wait anymore, I want to kiss him, to consume him.
I’m hit with a startling fire like I’ve never felt before, and as I move my lips against his like a demand, he makes another noise—this one less surprised, deeper, coming up from somewhere at the back of his throat, and his arms suddenly tighten around me.
He pulls himself upright, tilting my spine and my neck with his hands and his body, leaning over me, engulfing me with his large frame. When I dive my fingers into his silky hair, he dives his tongue past my lips. I can’t help the strangled whimper I make at the feel of him, hot and ardent and dominant as he takes control of the kiss, claiming my mouth with his, the faint rasp of his stubble tingling against my skin.
My head is rushing. I feel dizzy with need, with the scent of him surrounding me, and I pushed out against his chest so that he drops down onto the plush leather couch in his office. He yanks me down after him, one hand curled in my hair and the other firmly gripping my ass, and I whimper again as the kiss somehow, impossibly, deepens.
Even though I’m sitting on him,he’s still hovering over me, leaning me backwards as his tongue tangles with mine and his hand makes its way under my shirt and up the skin of my back, a sudden fire in his movements that I’ve never seen. My knees spread as he shifts a little forward, and then his lips descend from mine and make their way along my jaw, his warm tongue flicking out against my earlobe, his fingers toying with the fastening of my bra.
“W-wait,” I manage to gasp out, fighting the way my eyes want to roll at just how sinful his tongue feels. “Wait a second…”
As he pauses at my neck I hear him take a slow, steadying breath, before he leans back to look at me.
His silver hair is all tussled, and his gaze looks somehow soft and intense at the same time. I rest my hand over the stiff material of his military jacket, and take my own deep breath.
“Wait…you’ve wanted to kiss me since I first defied you?”
That hadn’t been what I was going to say, but when it tumbles from my lips, I think about it for a moment, and then lean back to cross my arms. “So you do like it when I’m angry? I always had a feeling you were doing it on purpose!”
His face suddenly splits into a wide grin and he takes this quick, cute little huffing breath that’s probably the closest thing I’ve ever heard to a laugh from him. “Analina,” he says in a somewhat strained voice, “how dare you accuse—”
“You jerk!” I laugh, and slap my palm against his chest. “You jerk! All this time you’ve been deliberately making me mad? I hate you!” But when I struggle to get off him, his hands suddenly clamp down over my hips, and he doesn’t let me up.
“Admit it,” he says, his grin still wide as he leans in towards me, his pointed teeth somehow making the warm expression look sharp at the same time. “You like being mad at me.”
“You deserve it!”
“Maybe I do.”
My laughter tapers off in my chest as he presses his lips to mine once more, and I sigh.
“Listen,” I murmur as I pull gently back, and although my voice is still tinted with amusement and he still looks at me with that glint of warmth, I’m suddenly nervous at what I’m about to say. So I just blurt it out. “I’m a virgin.”
He leans back a little, and after a moment lifts a hand to tuck my hair behind my ear. “Well, there’s no need to worry,” he says softly. “I know what I’m doing.”
I can’t suppress the shiver that runs through me at those words, at the affectionate way he looks at me.
“We don’t have to do anything.” He traces his fingers in a swirl around my ear before tracking down along my jaw. “I am in no rush.”
I look down quickly, resting a hand over his stomach and feeling suddenly shy as I glance back up. “We don’t have to do nothing…”
The way his smile slowly spreads across his face again… I could get addicted to this expression, to this warm, unguarded Vahadr.
He moves forward and kisses me slowly, and it doesn’t take long for my earlier enthusiasm to return. My world becomes nothing but this man before me, the hard feel of his body under mine, the slick twisting of his tongue between my teeth… When his hands run up my sides, long fingers sliding smoothly over my skin, stopping at the softness of my waist to squeeze firmly as if he can’t help himself, I find my own hands tugging at his jacket.
“Take this off,” I mutter breathlessly, pulling back and fumbling with his buttons. “Take this stupid damn jacket off right now.”
He sucks in another amused little huff of air, batting my hands away to unfasten his sword-belt and jacket with a smooth motion.
“Stop laughing at me,” I huff as his jacket comes off and I yank his shirt out from his pants, unbuttoning from the top down.
“Zvezdi do not laugh.”
“You’re laughing.”
