Page 52 of Siren Bound
That and the infuriating smirk on his face that basically said,you know better.I threw my head back and groaned. This was never going to end. I wanted to get out of these sweaty clothes, eat something sweet, and get a full-body massage. In any order.
“Just a little more,” he coaxed. “When we’re done, your muscle memory will be so solid, this move will work on anyone. Well, anyone but me.”
His wink was the spark that set me off. I feinted a punch to his face and quickly followed it with another to his kidney. While he was busy blocking those, I cupped my arms around whatever part of him I could reach and slammed my knee up, pushing through just the way he told me.
It still didn’t fucking land. He moved in, crowding me, and clamped my leg against his side. His hips were once again nestled tightly against mine, and only a fraction of an inch separated us. We both took in giant gulps of air, chests heaving.
“I almost had it,” I grumbled.
“Almost isn’t good enough. Almost won’t save you,” he confirmed, hand sliding higher up my thigh. “Almost will get you right back here, at my mercy.”
The heat in my chest fluttered, and I couldn’t control myself. I rolled my hips against the length of him, and his answering groan was so fucking hot that my remaining knee buckled. He only gripped me tighter and backed us up until the rough brick of the house scraped my back.
I let out a little noise of surprise when he pressed his hips forward, molding himself against all my soft spots. He leaned in. Or maybe I did. Our flushed faces were so close I heard nothing else but the sound of our breaths. My tongue darted out to wet my lips, and his gaze tracked the movement.
Slowly, almost like he couldn’t help himself, Ezra brought his hand to my face and ran his thumb over my chin, my cheek. He stared at my mouth, and I knew he was going to kiss me. But if he didn’t fucking do it soon, I would scream.
“What’s that scowl for?” he whispered, lips still lingering just out of reach.
“You know what,” I huffed, then leaned forward, intent on starting this if he was too chicken to do it himself, but he evaded me with a simple tilt of his chin. “Ezra Alantes, I swear to fucking God…”
“Gods,” he corrected, with an amused glint in his eyes. “Each faction has their own.”
“Well, every single one is about to hear me break your dick if you don’t—”
His lips landed on mine with bruising force. It pushed me harder against the brick, scratching the delicate skin on my shoulders, but I didn’t care. My chestburned; a throbbing, intoxicating heat that pulsed in time with my racing heart.
Even though he stole my oxygen, as he slid his thigh between my knees and pressedup,I’d never felt more alive. Forced on my tippy toes, I ground down on him, rocking back and forth in search of that friction. I smiled when he grunted against my lips. Ezra pressed harder against me in retaliation, until I felt every glorious inch of him straining against my stomach.
If this was what it was like justkissinghim, I feared what he could do to my body if I truly let him touch me. I didn’t think I’d walk away from that encounter with my sanity intact.
Ezra
I was dead. I somehow died and made it to the afterlife because there was no other way to explain the fucking euphoria coursing through my veins right now. Rani was a goddess; a potent, soft-in-all-the-right-places, godsdamned goddess.
Our tongues battled for dominance, swirling and stroking in a way that didn’t allow for thoughts. It was pure intuition and a need to win. I couldn’t get enough of her taste; a mix of mint andsugar. Her hips made small glides across my thigh, taunting the head of my dick with the softness of her belly. I braced a hand on the brick above her and met each roll with a thrust.
My mouth swallowed her answering moan as her rhythm stuttered. She was close. There was a damp spot on my leg, and she trembled hard enough to lose her footing. Her frustrated whimper called to me. It demanded that I fix it. That I satisfy her. That I made her scream my name until her voice went hoarse and she couldn’t stand without my arms around her.
I dragged my lips away to kiss along her jaw and down the soft slope of her neck. Pushing against the small of her back, I restarted that pressure on the little bundle of nerves and made sure it didn’t let up this time. Her back arched at the new intensity. These weren’t gentle glides. No. She was going to feel it all. No easing off or escaping.
Her soft whimpers pulled me in, like the tide, and I let myself drown in her current. I savored every gasp and silent plea from her body formore.
“Give me one, Rani,” I demanded. “I’ve been dying to hear how you sound when you come.”
Biting down on the sensitive tendon along her neck was the last trigger. A high keen escaped her lips as her head slammed back and the orgasm raced through her. I made sure my hand was there to keep her from hitting the brick, and my fingers tightened in her hair, tugging just a little. It dragged a low moan from her throat, eliciting a shiver that ran along my spine and ended with my dick jumping in my pants.
Her soft curves writhed against me, chasing every last drop of her pleasure. She was rubbing, grinding on my dick, and fucking wearing away at the last shred of my control. My balls tightened and grew heavy.
There’s no fucking way.
I clenched my teeth against my body’s desire to embarrass me.
I haven’t come in my pants since junior high, I absolutely refuse—
One more of her little wiggles was all it took. Iexploded. My hips thrust in no apparent rhythm as I unloaded again and again in my briefs.What. The. Fuck. My entire body flushed with adrenaline as I came down, chest heaving like I’d run a marathon. I couldn’t remember the last time I came that hard.
Kai was right, the bond really did make things more intense.
