A Kingdom of Venom and Vows (Stars and Shadows #3)(62)
He stepped forward, his knee pressing between my thighs until I was forced back on the bed. He lifted my leg in his hand, just behind my knee, and he brought my foot up to his chest. He slowly undid my boot before pulling it from my foot and dropping it to the floor.
He slowly lowered my foot back to the ground before he did the same with the other, and my body trembled with anticipation of his touch, of anything he was willing to give me.
He set my other foot back to the floor, and he moved between my thighs, his body forcing my legs to separate. He slowly undid his shirt as he stared down at my body.
Evren was so focused, so intent on me, and moisture pooled between my thighs as I watched him. This man before me was my mate, he was my husband, and my body thrummed with need for him.
I needed his body to make me forget, to make me remember. I needed him to reassure me that no matter what came, it would be him and I in this life and in the next.
He pulled his shirt over his head before pushing his trousers down his legs. He kicked out of them before straightening back before me. “You are so perfect.”
His fingers hooked into my undergarments, and he pulled them down my legs. The slow drag of the fabric drove me crazy, and when they finally fell to the floor, I widened my thighs in front of him.
Evren groaned before dipping his head and pressing his lips to my lower belly just above my sex, and I whimpered as the need inside of me built.
“Evren.” I pushed my hands into his hair, and I tugged on the strands as his tongue touched my sensitive skin.
“I love the way you say my name,” he murmured against me, and his hands trailed up my thighs in a ghost of a touch that drove me crazy. “I love every little thing about you.”
His fingers met my center but grazed over it teasingly. I lifted my hips, desperate for him to give me more, and his tongue lapped at my skin once again.
“On your knees, princess,” he growled against my stomach, and I looked down at him.
“What?”
He stood, pulling back from me slightly, and he gripped my hips in his hands. There was the smallest bite of pain from his hold before he flipped me on the bed until my stomach pressed against the mattress.
I couldn’t stop the small giggle that left my mouth, but it was cut off when his hand came down against my bottom. I moaned, unable to stop myself as my stomach tightened in want, and he caressed the spot he had just slapped with his hand.
“On your knees now, Adara,” he growled from behind me. “I need to taste you.”
I did as he commanded. I climbed to my shaking hands and knees before him, and I looked back at him over my shoulder. He stood behind me, his body on full display, but it was the way he stared down at me that made my breath catch in my throat.
“I have thought of little else all day, princess. There is a threat to our kingdom, and my mind continuously drifts back to tasting you, to getting back inside this body that was made for me and me alone.”
He lifted his hand and slipped two of his fingers into his mouth as he stared down at me. He pulled them from his lips before bringing them down to my center, and I moaned as he slid them inside me with no other warning.
“So fucking wet,” he groaned and slowly pulled his fingers out of me before sliding them back inside. “So damn ready for me.”
He leaned down and pressed a kiss against my bottom as he continued to move his fingers in and out of me. I let my head fall to my hands as I tried to control my breathing, but it was no use.
Evren dropped to his knees behind me, and he slid his fingers out of me. I whimpered at the loss, but then his hands were on me again. His fingers digging into my thighs and his thumbs spreading me open before him.
He groaned as my stomach tightened in anticipation. “Fuck, Adara.” His tongue ran through me, and I shot forward, almost falling from my knees. “You taste so fucking good.”
He spread me open farther as he dove into my flesh. There was no holding back, no teasing touches. He ate from me as if he was as desperate for me as I was for him, and I couldn’t contain the cry that ripped from my throat as pleasure coursed through me.
His fingers moved, sliding below my body, and they pressed against my nub as his tongue tasted every other inch of me. I shook, my arms trembling beneath my weight, and I was so close to falling over the edge that I couldn’t concentrate on anything else.
Evren lifted behind me, his hand still moving against my nub, as I felt the heat of his body against me.
“I could do this for hours, princess.” His other hand caressed my backside, spreading me open and making me feel bare before him. “I could do it for a lifetime and it wouldn’t be enough.”
His hand skated down my back, over my spine, before it slipped into my hair. There was a bite of pain as he lifted me and brought me up until my back pressed against his chest.
He kissed my ear softly, so at odds with his hold in my hair. “I want you to fuck me.” He bit down on my earlobe, and I moaned as my hips surged against his still moving fingers. “I want you to show me just how badly you need me.”
“Please, Evren.”
He pulled my head back farther, and his teeth grazed against my neck. My nipples pebbled and my stomach tightened to the point of pain.
He dropped his hold on me, moving beside me quickly, and as soon as he laid on his back beside me, he reached out for me.
“Come here.” He pulled me toward him, and I straddled his body as he gripped my waist. I watched his face as he adjusted me above him, and when my wet center pressed against his hard stomach, he let out a grunt.