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until
he couldn’t resist her.
    Her other hand slipped down his side. Tugging at his shirt,
she let her hand slide under and savored the warmth of his skin and the solid
muscles beneath her fingertips. She felt them tighten beneath her fingertips
and worried that perhaps he was letting his protectiveness override his desire.
What she’d wanted for the past few days was right beneath her fingertips. She
wasn’t going to let it slip away. She’d waited and worried too long about him
even wanting her to miss this opportunity because he thought he might cause her
a little pain. Her nipples ached, the tips hardened and ready to be touched or
sucked. She hoped he’d get over his protectiveness soon.
    She pulled her hand free of his shirt and reached between
them. Cupping her hand over the ridge of his cock, she slowly stroked her hand
up and down. A growl vibrated against her lips as his tongue thrust deep into
her mouth. His hands clasped her waist and lifted her off her feet.
    He tore his lips away from hers. “You’re going to kill me.
Wrap your legs around me.”
    She did as he ordered. He lifted her higher than she
expected. When he brought her close to his body, her pussy pressed against his
stomach. Her fingers speared through his hair and she leaned down for a kiss.
His lips closed over hers and his tongue pushed deep and stroked against hers.
She hummed in pleasure. Before she was ready, he tore his mouth away from hers.
He drew in a deep breath.
    “Hold on to my shoulders and lean back. I’m not going to
drop you, but I want you to feel safe. I need to get my mouth on your breasts.”
He stared into her eyes.
    She did as he asked. Her hands gripped his shoulders and she
leaned back. She wanted to feel his mouth on her only a little less than she
wanted him to fuck her. Since she planned for both to happen today, the order
didn’t matter at all.
    “My cock is so hard, reha .” He rocked her hips
against his stomach, rubbing her pussy on his hard muscles. “I’m going to fuck
you, but first, I’m going to taste and tease as you’ve done to me.”
    “What does reha mean?” She hadn’t ever heard it
before and it definitely wasn’t any of the common languages used by traders.
    “Flower. It’s from one of our old languages. It’s still
taught and used among the Zarain.” He leaned down and the words flowed between
kisses on her shoulder and neck.
    She tilted her head, giving him space to kiss and nibble if
he wanted. She almost groaned in disappointment when his mouth moved down her
chest. His lips pressed a kiss in the valley between the two mounds. He inhaled
deeply and a hum sounded, vibrating softly against her skin. She looked down.
Her nipples strained outward as if to tempt him to take them in his mouth. She
really hoped he didn’t make her wait too long. The reddened peaks stung and
felt swollen.
    “You smell so good.” He nuzzled his way up the slope of her
right breast.
    His tongue stroked around the taut nipple. She tensed and
lifted one of her hands to cup the back of his head. With a little pressure,
she tried to guide his head to where she needed it. His head tipped back and
his eyes narrowed.
    “Hand back on my shoulder or maybe I’ll stop,” he said in a
teasing voice.
    And maybe she’d have to tackle him and take him down to the
ground. She put her hand back on his shoulder. He nodded and returned his
attention to her breast. His tongue swiped up the slope of her breast.
    She shivered and moaned. He was such a tease. She wanted his
mouth to close over the aching peak and suck hard. He could simply lick or nip
at her nipple and it wouldn’t be so frustrating. Waiting and anticipating when
his tongue would touch that aching nub was pure torment. Her heart beat faster
as his mouth drew closer to the taut bud. She arched her back pressing her
breast closer to his mouth. He chuckled and drew his teeth over the curve.
    “Tell me what you want.” He rubbed his cheek against her
breast

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