Before I Let Go (Skyland #1)(38)

I pulled my fingers out and hooked my thumbs into the waistband of my undergarments. I slowly slid them down my thighs as he watched, my fingers trembling as I pulled them past my feet and let them fall to the bed beside me. I was completely bare before him in nothing but his shirt that did little to hide my body, and I could barely catch my breath as he watched me.

“Press your thighs into the bed,” he instructed me, and I slowly did as he said as a shudder of his power coursed through the room. Even without touching myself, a shot of pleasure rushed through me.

“Show me what you like.” He ran his hand over the front of his trousers, and I tried to swallow against the rising emotions inside of me. “Show your mate exactly how you like to be touched.”

I pressed my fingers against my sex, and he stalked every single movement with rapt attention as I slowly moved my fingers against the moisture that was coating my nub.

“Taste it.”

My gaze shot back to his.

“Put your fingers in your mouth and taste how fucking perfect you are.”

I shouldn’t have been so aroused by his words, but I couldn’t stop myself as I held his gaze and followed his orders. I slipped my fingers into my mouth and closed my lips around them before tasting myself with my tongue.

“I have thought of little else since I left.” His hands fisted against the bedpost, and the wood creaked under his grip. “I could concentrate on nothing other than the memory of how sweet you tasted when I pleasured you with my tongue.”

I let my fingers slip from my mouth. “Oh gods.” I pushed them back through my sex and my body jerked as I met my nub once more.

“That’s it, princess. Show me how badly you’ve missed me. Show me how desperate your body is for your mate.”

I let his words encourage me. I simply used my hand and focused on him as he watched me come apart.

I slid my hand lower, sliding a finger inside myself, and Evren let out a curse. “Whose is it, princess? Who does your body belong to? Show me that no other man will ever taste you the way I long to.”

My back arched off the bed as my palm pressed against my nub. I pulled my fingers in and out of myself, and I imagined it was him. I imagined that it was him filling me up instead of myself, and my other hand squeezed my breast through his shirt.

“Say it, princess.”

“You.” The word rushed out of me on a ragged breath. “I belong to you.”

“You’re fucking right you do.” His breathing matched my own, and I looked down to watch him as he pulled his cock from his trousers and started working himself with his hand. “You belong to me, Adara. You are mine and mine alone. Just as I am yours.”

I couldn’t bring myself to be angry with his words because he was right. No matter how I tried to deny it, I was his.

“Did you sleep in my bed, princess?” His question caught me off guard, and my hand paused as I looked at him. “Don’t you dare fucking stop,” he growled, and I whimpered as I started moving again.

I rolled my hips against my hand and watched as he squeezed the tip of his cock in his fist. “I could smell you on my sheets. I tried to lie down tonight, to give you just a moment alone, but you wrapped around me as soon as I got in there and I could think of nothing else. Did you think of me, princess, while you were lying in my bed with your hand buried between your thighs?”

“I always think of you.” The confession fell from my lips.

“And I of you.” He groaned as his hand moved faster against his cock. “I obsess over the way you say my name and how you try to deny the fact that you’re mine. I’m haunted by memories of the way your body feels wrapped around me.”

My fingers moved harder and faster, and I was desperate for the feeling I was chasing. My magic stormed inside of me along with his, and they chased it with me.

“I need you.” I widened my thighs so he could see how hopelessly I wanted him. “Please, Evren.”

He watched me like a hunter stalking his prey, and I widened them even more. “Marry me.”

“What?” I didn’t know why he was talking about this right now. I couldn’t think of anything other than this feeling coursing through me, teetering on the edge of crashing at any moment. I just needed him to touch me.

“Marry me, and you’ll know nothing but pleasure, Adara. Marry me and I promise you’ll want for nothing.”

My fingers moved harder, and I whimpered against the movement. “I don’t need you to be my husband, Evren.” My magic flared and the words tasted bitter on my tongue. “I need you to fuck me.”

He chuckled softly, but it held no ounce of humor. “And I will. I’ll fuck you every possible chance I get. I won’t leave a single inch of your body undiscovered once you give yourself to me.”

I groaned in frustration and ran my fingers up my neck. I just needed a little more.

“Press more firmly, princess. Imagine your fingers are my own and take your own breath away until you give me what I want. Take your breath away until you find your release against those perfect fucking fingers of yours.”

My sex clamped down around my fingers as I took in his words, but I hesitated.

“Do what you’re told, princess.”

I gasped for breath before I let my fingers dig into my skin. I only used the slightest amount of pressure against my neck, but already, I could feel myself falling.