Page 95 of Stars in Nova

However, his entire being throbbed, resisting the gentleness, yearning to go wild.

Fokk, it’d been long since he’d had a woman in his arms, turning her on, driving her to bliss, loving every inch of her.

He thought he’d be alone forever.

He was swamped with emotion, wanting her so much on this night,fokk, for life.

‘Samira, I’m not sure I can be tender, it’s been a freakin’ long time.’

He attempted to turn his lips up. Instead, he growled, his agony growing as his control slipped. ‘I can’t guarantee I’ll behave either.’

She swallowed, staring at him, fingers gliding over his pulsing and vibrating skin jewels on his bare shoulders and arms, sending pleasure all over his body.

Kisan trembled from the tension of waiting for her response.

She threw her head back with a laugh and slid her hold around his deltoids. ‘Let go, lover, I can handle it. Bring on the misbehavior.’

‘Hell yeah.’ With a growl, Kisan gripped her head, kissing her with profound emotion.

His tongue buried itself deep inside her, seeking and stroking, his sinewed hands all over her ass and his cock scorching the tightness space them, almost setting their clothes on fire.

He tore his lips from hers. ‘Fokk, I’m about to shift gear. Need to freakin’ undress you.’

He went down with one knee between her legs and, reaching for her waist, shucked off her pants.

She stepped out of them as he shot her a questioning glance. ‘Rider, you promised wild. Give me wild.’

He sucked his teeth as he ripped off her underwear. Palms on her thighs, he pushed her onto the bed and widened her knees.

The scent of her hit hard, and he tossed back his head as his shaft throbbed with pain.

He forced himself to gaze at her, taking ragged breaths to keep his control.

Fokk, she was a sight for sore eyes.

Her lips were full, puffed, wet, so wet.

‘So ready for you, I need your lips and tongue on me, Rider,’ she growled.

Kisan bent over and did as commanded.

Plunging in, his tongue lapped her outer lips while she writhed.

Getting her wet and set was his focus, and hell-bent on making her come, he put his fingers to work.

Strumming her pleasure spot as he pushed his rough tongue inside her.

She began to spurt, gushing over his lips.

Kisan dragged his mouth from her core, staring up at her with a raised brow.

She came up on her elbows and gave him a coquettish smile. ‘I’m Vaelorii, Sable. We get extra soaked. The question is, Rider, can you handle it?’

Kisan smirked. ‘Fokkin’ damn hell. I can manage it, woman; I can go for days.’

He switched tactics, lashing her clit in abandon.

Her fingers threaded through his hair, and he bucked, fighting the need to surge up and into her.

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