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“Truly. It’s invaluable, especially given my profession,” Draven chuckled. “We Vinduthi have an unbreakable bond. None would abandon the others in need.”
I smiled teasingly. “Never thought I’d host Vinduthi mobsters for drinks and conversation. I work for Alkard, yet never see him. You being here is... different.”
Draven threw his head back, roaring with laughter. His arm draped casually over my leg for a fleeting moment, igniting a smoldering heat that pooled in my core and turned my limbs to jelly.
When I managed to pry my gaze away from his hand, I could’ve sworn he shifted closer beside me on the couch. Our faces were mere inches apart now.
Draven’s voice dropped to a sensual purr that sent goosebumps trailing down my neck. “You’re not some undercover station agent, are you?”
I narrowed my eyes dramatically. “Well, what might a covert agent say in this situation?”
“You tell me,” he shot back playfully. Before I could react, Draven thrust his wrists toward me with a roguish grin. “Go ahead, cuff me then.”
I seized his wrists gleefully, our raucous laughter ringing out in unison. My fingertips tingled where they pressed against his warm skin. I wanted more—I needed to feel every inch of this man against me.
Our mirth slowly subsided, and I regretfully released his hands to gather up the empty mugs. “Be right back,” I murmured.
In the bathroom, I braced my shaking hands on the sink and met my own feverish gaze in the mirror. My pounding heart screamedhurry back, terrified I’d shatter this exhilarating intimacy. I could hardly believe this was real, that Draven was here with me like this.
I took a deep breath to calm my rioting nerves before returning to the living room with slightly steadier steps.
“I found something stronger to drink, if you’d care for a nightcap?” I offered brightly, waving a bottle enticingly.
“Please. Neat for me.”
I prepared our drinks with an unsteady hand, hyper aware of Draven’s searing gaze following my every move. Passing him the glass, our fingers grazed, rocketing my desire skyward.
I grabbed the controls and dimmed the lights, plunging the room into sultry shadows. The space between us charged with crackling tension as we toasted wordlessly and knocked back the liquor.
Daringly meeting his molten eyes, I breathed, “We should do this again sometime. You know, once this crazy flower stuff blows over.”
“Let’s not wait that long,” Draven rumbled.
In one swift motion, his hand slid up my thigh, leaving no space between us. Our lips crashed together ravenously, the taste of him superseding all my feverish imaginings. I straddled his lap, moaning against his mouth as his fingers dug into my flesh.
Our frantic kiss broke just long enough for our eyes to meet and convey wordless promises of pleasures yet unexplored. Lured helplessly back in, my hand guided his beneath my shirt to my aching breasts.
Draven kneaded them possessively as I nipped his ear, my breath coming in short pants. The firm bulge pressed against my throbbing core sent white-hot need coursing through me.
I was ravenous, and Draven had exactly what I craved to satiate me. Tonight, we’d forget everything beyond these walls. No one and nothing existed except our intertwined bodies, erasing of all my fears and his burdens.
My body trembled with anticipation, every nerve alive and screaming for more of Draven’s touch. His strong hands kneaded my aching breasts as I ground my hips down, eliciting a low groan that vibrated against my lips still locked with his.
I broke our feverish kiss only to trail my mouth downward, nipping and sucking a hot path down his throat as my fingers made quick work of the buttons of his shirt. Draven’s hands slipped beneath my top once more, palms searing my flushed skin as he yanked the fabric up and off in one smooth motion.
My breasts spilled free and I arched into him wantonly, nails raking over the rippled muscle of his now bare chest, tracing over the fine lines of red that marked him. Draven’s hands slid around to deftly unclasp my bra, palms returning to squeeze and tease my stiffened nipples until I was mindless with lust.
Somehow I found the presence of mind to stand and shimmy out of my clothes until we were skin to skin at last. Draven’s parted lips and hooded eyes devoured every inch of my nude form hungrily before he pulled me back astride him.
“You’re exquisite,” he rasped, calloused hands mapping the curves and valleys of my heaving body. I could only whimper and clutch his shoulders, consumed by the overwhelming sensations.
When his fingers dipped between my slick folds, circling firmly, any last shreds of coherent thought evaporated. I could do nothing but chase the pleasure spiking hotly through my veins as he played my body like a fine-tuned instrument.
My hands gripped his horns, urging him on wordlessly until I shuddered and cried out, ecstasy crested and crashed over me. I sank against him, spent and gasping.
DRAVEN
Just then, Elara’s portal sensor went off. “Fuck,” I cursed under my breath. I wondered if I could ignore it, but it sounded again.
