Page 65 of A Blackened Bond

“I hope you don’t mind,” I call while brushing a hand down his shirt, my voice a little more breathy than I intended. “It was either this or a towel.”

“Either one would suit you...” His words cut off, his brows furrowing as he glances back toward his door. “Shit. I forgot your clothes…Annex was—”

“I thought as much.” I grin, cutting his words short as I stand beside him, my eyes drifting toward the tattoo trailing from his shoulder and down onto his chest. Rows upon rows of dark scale-like arrows trail down his chest and shoulder, geometric and perfect in their inky black shapes. It looked like an armour of ink moving down his skin, protecting him.

His hand rubs across the spot I’m looking at, a gentle glint in his eyes as he watches me.

“This…holds a lot of meaning to me.” A flicker of sorrow takes over his eyes. It’s there and gone in the flash of a second as he peers at the ink marring his skin. “But I’ll save that long conversation for another day if that’s okay?” There was a pastand depth to Ezra I wanted to know about. But I wouldn't push him until he was ready.

We all had our dark pasts and buried pain, and only with time and patience could we repair those cracks together.

My fingers brush along his shoulder, following the strange pattern before he flinches under my touch. I pull my hand back slightly, but Ezra reaches out, taking my hand in his and pulling it back toward him. His eyes heat as he places it back on his chest.

The feel of his heart thrums beneath my fingers as I flex them against his skin, his breath slightly hitching with the movement as his lips part.

“I’m yours to touch and to do whatever you want to, Micai.” His long fingers brush against mine. “I’ve wanted these soft hands on me for the longest time. You don’t ever need to hold back with me.” A blistering heat burns in his gaze, my heart picking up speed and mimicking his as I lean up, taking his lips in a soft kiss that soon turns all-devouring.

His hands slide up my waist, pulling me closer. I’m completely surrounded by his scent, his touch, and his taste on my lips as he intertwines his tongue with mine, consuming me whole with every twirl and stroke. I arch into him, my body wanting more as our tongues dance back and forth, becoming lost in the taste of one another.

His hands trail down my back, sliding down and over my ass before grasping it in his large hands.

Suddenly, he freezes, pulling back slightly as his eyes widen, his fingers still clutching my backside.

“Micai, you…” He swallows, a hooded look taking over every inch of his expression, “You’re not wearing anything under that?”

A grin stretches my cheeks as I raise a brow. “A certain someone tookallof my clothes, underwear included…” I slide ahand up his bare chest. “Now I’m thinking that was his plan all along.”

He pulls his bottom lip between his teeth. “If only I was that smart.” He murmurs as he leans closer, his lips softly brushing against mine before his tongue flicks out, my lips instantly parting as it dives inside, stroking and sliding against my own as the heat between my legs reaches new heights.

His hands fall to my hips before pulling me tightly into him. And that’s when I feel it. The prominent bulge sitting thick and hard against me.

“I want you on my lips again, Micai.” He pulls back slightly to watch me, the heat between my thighs growing with his words. “And coating every one of my goddamn fingers. I want every drop of your ecstasy rolling down my throat and dripping down my skin as you scream my name.” He kisses along my jaw before trailing down my neck and shoulder, his hands sliding back and forth between my hips and waist, pulling the fabric up slightly as his movements become more fevered.

“I’ve wanted this moment and you more than I’ve ever wanted anything in my life. I’ve never craved the heat of another body against my own as much I do yours, Micai.”

One hand slides down lower and slips between my legs. His large fingers slide up my inner thigh, my core aching as they finally brush against me. His lips trail back up my neck as his fingers stroke a path back and forth between my wet folds, building a sweet rhythm that has my hips swaying with him.

A sexy grin stretches his cheeks as he leans down, his tongue swiping along the seams of my lips softly before I part them. He tilts his head, deepening the kiss as his fingers circle my core, dipping in a little and teasing me before slowly pushing inside. The new pressure adds to the orgasm his fingers are promising. His thumb also moves toward my clit and begins to rub circles into my sensitive nub, pulling a soft moan from my lips.

He builds a slow rhythm as his finger slides deeper inside me, curling up as it moves back and forth, the new sensation adding to the growing orgasm.

Ezra adds another finger, pulling another moan from my lips as he begins to work and stretch me slowly.

My hips begin to sway forward, meeting each of his thrusts as I chase the release from the tips of his fingers. He adds more pressure to his thumb, the pace of his fingers quickening as the orgasm rips through me, my body shaking and legs giving way before he catches me and moves me to the bed.

He kisses down my neck, slipping his fingers from me and stroking them back and forth through my folds, stretching the aftermath of my climax as my breath comes out in short pants, trembling under him.

He pulls back, taking those soft lips and magical fingers with him, a satisfied grin on them as he lifts his fingers to his mouth and licks them clean.

He leans forward, gripping the hem of my shirt, his grin darkening as he quirks a brow toward me.

I nod, pulling myself up as he drags the t-shirt off, throwing it to the ground before laying back down and baring all before him.

His gaze trails down me, his eyes turning more molten before his brows quickly pinch together. A hesitant look begins to form in his gaze.

“Micai…Are you sure you’re ready? I can wait if—”

“Ezra,” I cut him off, my hand reaching for him. There was no way I was allowing him to stop now. “I wouldn’t do something I wasn’t ready for. I want this. And you.”

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