Page 38 of Bound By Valor

Grasping my thighs, he parted them, his gaze burning with unmistakable hunger that sent another wave of anticipation through me.

He kissed my inner thigh. “All wet for me, Leora,”his lips touched a bit higher towards my knee.

“Stop teasing me,” I moaned.

“Is that so, beautiful?”

Suddenly he dove in, flattening his tongue between my legs and sucked hard. His tongue flicked my swollen clit, and his fingers smeared my wetness over my folds.

Before I could take a breath, his finger slid inside me and hooked, hitting the right spot, and I let out a desperate cry.

“Oh God, Zarek!”

I moaned as quietly as I could while latching on to his hair for dear life, pushing him deeper between my thighs, shamelessly grinding on his face. A chuckle led me to stop, and he lifted my hips to get better access.

“So fucking greedy.”

One finger replaced two and my soul lit on fire. He didn’t separate his lips from my folds and his tongue continued its feral dance over my clit.

“You taste so good, Leora.”

He sucked.

Flicked.

Nibbled.

“I could feast on you all fucking day.”

I was so damn close, and Zarek’s throaty voice started to undo me.

“Come for me,Mi Corazón.”

Pleasure ripped through my bones and heat flooded my cheeks as my orgasm hit me. My vision blurred and came back into focus. I could no longer control my loud moans as I descended through the ecstatic high.

“Zarek,” I moaned.

He didn’t let go of my clit and let me ride throughthe end of my white-hot release until my legs shivered and my bones melted. I clutched his head with my thighs and he finally let go.

He rose, cradled my face in his hand, and kissed me senselessly as I came down from the breathless high.

My hands reached down from his abs to his throbbing cock in his sweatpants, but he stopped me.

“It’s not about me today. I rejected you too many times. You need to know I want you, Leora,” he kissed me again, “I want you. So,”kiss, “Damn,”kiss, “Much.”Kiss.

His hands snaked my waist and he twisted us, so I was lying nearly on top of him. We remained silent for a good few minutes, and then I decided to break the silence.

“Zarek?”

“Hmm?”

“I want to join the squad.”

He sighed and then surprisingly chuckled, “I feel used.”

I leaned into his warmth, my laughter fading as I noticed the sudden shift in his expression—a shadow of concern.

“You won’t have to go through that kind of hell again, Leora.” His voice was firm, threaded with a promise that was as heartfelt as it was impossible. His eyes burned with a determination that both comforted and saddened me.

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