Page 26 of Forbidden Desires

Her hand went to the front of his shirt, tugging on the invisible seam that made the shirt look like it went on over his head when it didn’t. She separated it and worked on taking it off while his kisses kept making her hands falter, when all she wanted to do was get her hands and fingers on his purple flesh.

Zylar was strong and warm, and he made Amelia feel safe. It didn’t make sense to her how she could feel like she was home when she was in his arms.

Her hands splayed over his chest, taking in as much of his muscles as possible before she dragged her fingers over him.

“I love the way your chest feels.” She flinched at the word love. It was too soon to bandy that four-letter word around.

“Little mate, my lotus flower, there is so much more where that came from.” His soft laugh blew his breath into her ear. Everything about him calmed her.

His lips went to her neck, slowly kissing down until he licked the shoulder he bit the night before. His hand was on her other shoulder, giving her a massage that made her want to melt on the spot.

“Beautiful.”

“To you, and that’s all that matters.” She shrugged out of her shirt when he released the invisible seam. Her breasts bounced as she moved. He smiled, wanting her. He couldn’t hide his desire for her.

She loved the way he wanted her. It was amazing to feel like the one person for her couldn’t keep his hands off her.

His fingers went down her back as he leaned over to take one of her nipples into his mouth.

“Hell, yes,” she groaned. This is what she wanted every minute of the day. To be with him, whether making love or just sitting and watching him. She felt his claws when he raked her back lightly. It was just enough to make her shiver, but not enough to hurt her.

He flipped her over until she was lying on his lap. Her pussy spasmed while her breathing became erratic. She wanted this, but there was still a hint of fear and something dark lurking in the corners of her mind.

Zylar tried to wiggle her pants off. When he got frustrated, he ripped them with one powerful jerk of his hand.

“That’s better.” He threw the tattered pants to the floor, and she was lying across his lap wearing nothing but her thong. “So beautiful.” He caressed the single bit of lace that fit against the slit in her ass, making Amelia squirm on his lap.

“No Squirming.” His hand came down suddenly on her ass, making her suck in a large breath even as a squeak came from her lips. It felt like his hand connected with her pussy, making it gush even as she squirmed harder needing to feel him inside of her.

“Such a naughty female.”

“Your naughty female,” she shot back at him.

He spanked her twice more in quick succession. She moaned, rolling her hips against his muscular thighs.

“Mine.” Zylar's voice was thick with want and need, but Amelia heard the pride in it. He was overjoyed that she was showing everyone that she was his. There was no hiding who she was with and that made him walk tall.

She understood it and when they were out of this cabin and around his crew, she’d make it known so that it would spread like a hot flash that she was his and he was hers. Everyone needed to know he was no longer available.

He gave her two more spanks. “I feel like I lost you.”

He had for a minute; she’d been falling down the black hole of her mind. “I’m here. There is nowhere I’d rather be than right here with you.”

“Sweet talker.” He rubbed her ass, which made her hotter. Then he flipped her over, looking into her beautiful blue eyes.

The beauty of your eyes in your brown skin is always a revelation every time I look at you. It’s almost impossible for me to understand why no one plucked you out of the fields of wildflowers a long time ago.”

She laughed. “You may call me lotus or lotus flower, but I’m not a flower to be plucked, right?”

He plucked at her nipple, causing her to cry out with pleasure. “You could have fooled me.”

“Males,” she half laughed, and half grumbled. “Not males, just one male, Zylar.”

“That’s right, act like you know. I want to make love to you, my mate, and empath.”

“What are you waiting for?” Amelia forced the words out around her dry throat. She wanted this and yeah, that was amazing. Never had she thought anyone would want her like this. She was a lost cause, or so she thought. Especially after what had happened to her lately. She’d be better hiding away from the world, watching it go by from a tiny window in an even smaller room.

“Make love to me.” This time, she didn’t flinch. She might not be in love with him, but she wanted him to love her body, not have sex with her, and then get up tomorrow to whatever it was he did.

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