Page 96 of The Silent
Kyra said the words in her mind, but Leo obeyed them as if she’d spoken. He walked over and picked her up off the ground, lifting her as she thrilled in his strength. Most days, when she looked at Leo, she saw his smile first. His gentle eyes. The kindness in hisexpression.
That night, she saw the corded muscles in his arms and shoulders, the firm set of his jaw, his narrow hips and strongthighs.
She was ravenous with desire. She wanted to consume him. She had no thought of herself or her own body. No self-consciousness. No nerves. She only knew her body hungered and it wasforhim.
As soon as he set her down on the bed and knelt beside her, she sat up, grasping the end of his white linen shirt and pulling up. He raised his arms and helped her as she undressed him. Her mouth found its way to his shoulder and she licked out, tracing the lines of histalesmwith her tongue. His skin was hot and alive with magic. His marks were glowing, and she knew it was because of the power suffusing the air. It surrounded them like the scent of flowers and incense. Smoke from a fire that burnedinside.
“Kyra, slow down.Breathe.”
“No. Off.” She tugged at his waistband. “Skin. I want your skin. Ineedit.”
Leo nodded and stripped down without another word. She tugged her dress over her head and pulled him over her, hugging his chest to hers as her legs tangled with his, and he held himself carefully over her so he didn’t crush her under the weight ofhisbody.
Kyra wanted to be crushed. She ached with it. She wanted the pressure of his body over her. Wanted his weight and the solid mass of him pushing her down. She felt like she might fly out of her own skin if he didn’tanchorher.
Leo rolled to the side and wrapped her up, legs twisted around hers, arms binding her body to his. His hands were in her hair, and he guided her mouth to his. They were pressed together, every inch of her to every inchofhim.
Kyra let out a breath she felt she’d been holding herwholelife.
There.
Thereyouare.
You are me and Iamyou.
Wearehome.
Leo released her lips and kissed all over her face, tasting every inch of her while Kyra’s hands explored his arms, back, and shoulders. Her foot slid up and down the back of his leg, and he shivered when her toes passed over the soft skin behind his knee. She lifted her leg and wrapped it around the back of his thigh, openingtohim.
Leo groaned and closed hiseyes. “Kyra.”
“Whatever you’re going to ask for, the answerisyes.”
“I wanteverything.”
“Yes. And yes again. And yestomore.”
He let out a breathlesslaugh. “Wait.”
“I’m ready.” She took his hand and placed it where his erection met her heat. She was more than ready. She burnedforhim.
Leo made a hungry sound in his throat and rubbed over the sensitive spot he’d teased so mercilessly a few nights before. Kyra’s arms tightened around his neck a second before she came violently againsthishand.
“Please,Leo.”
“I love you.” He waited until she met his eyes. “You are myreshon.”
“I am yourreshon,” shewhispered.
He took himself in hand and guided his rock-hard erection into her, inching in even as she urged him to go faster. The pressure was intense, but the ache was driving her to madness. She felt a void where none had beenbefore.
And then shewasfull.
Kyra cried out and wrapped both legs fully around his hips, drawing him in closer and deeper until he cried out and bucked his hipsagainsthers.
“Coming,” he said, his voice hoarse. “Kyra,I’m—”
“I feel you.” She sank her teeth into his shoulder. It felt so good. Everything about him amazed her. He surrounded her andfilledher.
