Page 84 of Fated
His kisses grew wetter, hotter as his mouth dragged over the smooth plane of her stomach. Down. Lower still. His lips, tongue, and hands roamed every inch of her body. He pressed a kiss just above her navel, hands gliding down, parting her thighs.
He lifted his gaze to her, taking in the warm flush covering her skin, her chest rising and falling in quick, shallow breaths, her heavy-lidded eyes, their honey-colored irises darkening with desire.
Goddess, she’s breathtaking.
“Can I taste you?” The question rasped from his throat, hanging between them like a prayer. His hands rested on her thighs, thumbs tracing teasing circles so close to where he ached to put his mouth. His emerald eyes held hers—dark with desire but patient, waiting, pleading—as his thumbs continued their deliberate path, each pass bringing him closer before retreating.
Lena propped herself up on her elbows, breath coming in short puffs as she watched his hands move against her skin.Her bottom lip caught between her teeth, hips shifting restlessly under his touch.
“Please,” she whispered, the word barely audible.
His thumbs stilled, positioned just at the crease where her thigh met her pussy. “Tell me,” he murmured. “Tell me you want my mouth on you.”
“I want—” Her voice broke as his thumb brushed the very edge of her lips, feather-light. “I want your mouth on me, Kai.”
The shy confession paired with the deeper flush spreading across her cheeks sent a surge of heat through him, and his entire body tightened in response. A feral sound rumbled from within him, vibrating between them as he lowered his head, nose brushing against her soft, slick-soaked sex.
Her scent overwhelmed him, awakening something ancient—a hunger that had waited lifetimes to taste what was his. His nostrils flared, drawing her essence deep into his lungs where it settled like a drug in his bloodstream. Then he pressed a soft kiss to her clit.
Lena’s hips lifted as a tremor raced visibly from her core to her fingertips. The sound that escaped her—half plea, half surrender—echoed in the air between them.
Something inside him broke free.
Without breaking eye contact, Kai slid his arms around her thighs and tasted her for the first time, stroking with slow, teasing laps. Her flavor hit him like wildfire—sweet, intoxicating, uniquely hers—making his head spin as though he’d been drinking starlight. A sound of pure, untamed possession tore from his throat as he lost himself between her legs, that exquisite taste flooding his senses until nothing else existed.
Lena gasped, thighs trembling against his shoulders as she writhed beneath him. She fell back with a breathless cry, fingersdigging into the earth. The sight of her—so open, so undone—was maddening.
He lifted his head. “Show me.” He nipped at her sensitive flesh. “Show me how to love you.”
A deep, needy groan escaped Lena’s lips. Her hands fisted in his hair, guiding him closer, and he surrendered to her lead. His tongue moved with purpose, alternating between circling her clit and flicking over her entrance. Her thighs tightened around his head as she cried out, the sound growing louder when he growled against her.
His tongue slid lower, teasing the sensitive ring of muscle at her puckered hole, before dragging back up, licking a slow, languid path from her ass to her clit. She shuddered violently, hands fisting almost painfully in his hair.
Kai grinned against her, loving how utterly uninhibited she was under his touch. He pressed a finger inside her, feeling her slick, hot, and tight around him. She gasped, clenching at the intrusion.
He curled his finger, stroking in time with his tongue, searching—then finding—the spot that made her hips jerk against him. He focused there. Tapping, stroking, curling. His mouth sealed over her clit, sucking gently as his tongue flicked in perfect rhythm.
Lena’s cries grew louder, body arching off the ground, pulling him more firmly against her as her walls fluttered around his finger.
“Kai,” she gasped, voice broken. “Oh, Goddess, Kai—”
He didn’t stop. He pushed her higher, faster, stroking, licking,devouring, until—
She exploded around him, her soaked pussy spasmed wildly, scream ripping through the night.
Kai groaned as he licked her through it. Drawing out every wave, savoring every pulse of her pleasure. He pressed softkisses to her thighs. Then her stomach. Until her body finally relaxed beneath him—soft, boneless, utterly spent.
He crawled back up her body, capturing her lips in a searing, possessive kiss. Letting her taste herself on his tongue. Lena moaned into his mouth, hands clutching his shoulders, nails digging in as she settled from her climax.
Kai pulled back, breath uneven. His emerald eyes blazed as he took her in—flushed cheeks, swollen lips, golden-brown eyes glistening with aftershocks of pleasure.
“Are you sure you’re ready?” he asked, voice rough but steady. “We can stop now, and I’d die happy just knowing what you taste like.”
Lena’s hand cupped his cheek, thumb brushing over his skin. “I’m ready,” she whispered, voice filled with certainty. “I wantallof you, Kai.”
His breath hitched as her legs opened wider. He captured her lips again—deeper, slower this time, pouring everything into the moment.
He positioned himself at her entrance, teasing her with the tip of his cock, muscles shaking with restraint. With a gentle push, he began to enter her, resistance giving way to impossible heat that welcomed him inch by torturous inch. The sensation pulled a primal sound from deep in his chest—part groan, part growl—as her body yielded to his intrusion. His thoughts scattered completely as her impossibly tight warmth engulfed him.
