Page 66 of A City of Hearts and Feathers

Zoe was too caught up in his sweet confession and the steam that was making his skin shine. "You can fix them later. Maybe you should just sit back and let me show my appreciation."

"Is that so? What do you have in mind?" he asked. She leaned forward and licked the scarab tattoo at the center of his chest. Kahil's hands tightened on her.

Zoe laughed softly before she spent some quality time getting to know every scar and muscle better. She scraped her teeth over his nipples, and he let out a low rumble in his chest. Her hands moved up his muscular thighs, massaging and stroking as they went under his towel.

"This bathhouse trip was meant to be for you," he said through gritted teeth.

"What makes you think this isn't for me?" Zoe asked and sucked a mark on his skin. His towel opened to reveal his hard dick. "Didn't you say by the time all this was done, I was going to get down on my knees and thank you?"

She licked his tip, and Kahil whimpered. It was a sound she'd never heard him make before, and it filled her with delight. She wanted to ruin him just as he had ruined her.

Zoe ran her lips and tongue up one side of his dick and then the other. Kahil's obvious enjoyment made her bolder, so she sucked him down, her hand wrapping around him.

Kahil's hands threaded into her hair. "Fuck, Zoe. That's so good."

Pride made her take him deeper, making him grip her tighter. She was so turned on that she put her hand under her towel, and touched herself. He always made her so wet. Every murmur of pleasure and praise made her crazy with desire.

"Those lips of yours. I've fantasized them around my cock from the moment you first swore at me. Such a gorgeous, filthy mouth," Kahil said, guiding her head up and down. "Are youtouching that delicious pussy of yours? Good. Get it nice and wet to take me."

Zoe was going to come if he kept talking like that. She never thought that she'd be into dirty talking, but when Kahil was growling filthy things, it made her lose all sense.

Kahil pulled her off him and lifted her up onto his lap in one powerful move. He gave her a filthy kiss and pulled her towel off. His mouth moved down her throat to her breasts. His hand went to her pussy and spread her. "I can see how wet you are. You did such a good job for me."

Zoe flushed even hotter. She pulled his mouth back to hers, needing him to know how much she liked the praise and unable to say it. Kahil lined her up and pressed the head of his dick into her.

"Show me how much you want it," he teased, his hands moving to hold her hips.

Zoe rested a hand on his slick chest for balance and lowered herself down onto him with slow thrusts. She let her body get used to him, taking him until he was seated inside of her.

Zoe licked the decadent curve of his collarbone that always made her crazy before she started to move. Kahil gripped her ass tight so she knew he wouldn't drop her.

Zoe let her body take over, so there was nothing in that moment except them, their bodies slick with sweat and oil, love and desire burning through her.

Kahil kissed her, his eyes shining with more than lust. It was almost worship. Zoe fucked him harder, trying to tell him just how much he meant to her. His hands were all over her, sliding over her breasts and stomach to her pussy to tease her clit before moving away right when she was about to come.

"Please, Kahil," she sobbed.

"Hold onto me," he snapped, and she tightened her arms and legs around him. Kahil carried her to the slabs of marblefor lying down and pinned Zoe on her back. He fucked into her hard and fast, his gorgeous, powerful body taking over hers and making it sing.

"I love you so fucking much," Kahil panted.

Zoe cried out. Her vision blurred, and she came with a force that felt like it was breaking her from the inside. Kahil leaned down and kissed her but didn't ease up until he was panting her name and filling her up. He lowered himself down on top of her, wiping her damp hair from her face so he could kiss her again, his tongue sliding against hers.

Zoe was so completely done for. She wrapped her arms around him and buried her face into his neck. "I love you too."

CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO

Zeki Kartal's shop of the arcane and esoteric was located in a tucked-away side street in Kurtulus. It was rare that regular, non-magical humans came across it, and when they did, they thought it was one of the many eclectic antique stores that Istanbul was famous for.

Kahil didn't like that Zoe was out from under the safety of the Order. He knew she needed to see her uncle, and he couldn't keep her locked up, butfuck, did he want to.

Neither of them had talked about their breathless confessions of love after sex the previous evening. Kahil couldn't believe the words had left his mouth. He meant to keep all those messy feelings to himself until the time was right.

The time is always right because you never know how much you have, his conscious pricked him.Hemight have endless years ahead of him, unless Arslan found a solution to his curse. Zoe didn't have centuries. Kahil needed to make the most of what he could get with her.

Zoe seemed to notice his worry because she took his hand and gave it a squeeze. He really could have wrapped her in a blanket and locked him in his apartment to keep her safe.Preferably in his bed, naked, with him between her luscious thighs.

No dirty thoughts when there's work to do. He couldn't help it. She was the most interesting, sweetest, sexiest?—

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