Page 241 of Seer Prophet

His hands slid under my shirt, rendering me silent. He pressed me against the wall, then he lowered his head, using his tongue, lips, and teeth until my throat emitted a low sound.

By the time he stopped, my whole body hurt.

Gripping his hair tighter, I leaned most of my weight on him.

“Give me head,” he demanded, speaking against my mouth.

I closed my eyes.

He kissed me before I could answer, his light coiling brutally into mine. He forced himself to slow, despite the violence I felt in his light. Using structures in hisaleimi, he slid into me deeper, pulling with a sensual, slow insistence that made me cry out.

I tried to do as he’d asked, to slide down him, but he stopped me.

He caught my wrists, trapping me against the wall.

Once he had me there, I felt his light in mine, grasping structures in myaleimi. As soon as he had control of me for real, he let out a groan, a heavier one.

I felt his pain abruptly worsen.

He pressed into me. His eyes closed longer than a blink when I couldn’t move. I felt a ripple of satisfaction go through him, coupled with a near loss of control.

“Gods,” he said. “I’m not sure you should have taught me this.”

His hand gripped my hair and he kissed my mouth. He slowed down, testing his hold on my light by gradually releasing me with his fingers and body.

When I couldn’t get free, I felt his pain abruptly spike.

“Fuck,” he groaned.

He leaned his face against mine. I felt his pain worsen as he thought about what he wanted to do. He pressed against me a few seconds later, harder than before, his skin warmer where it touched mine.

“Gods,” he murmured. “I want to be really bad right now. Really, really bad.”

Revik––

“Tell me if I go too far,” he said. “Tell me, Allie. Promise you’ll tell me.”

When he met my gaze, looking for an answer in my eyes, I nodded, fighting to breathe.

Yes,I sent.

He had me down on the bed seconds later. He lay on me, his pain worsening once he’d finished yanking the shirt over my head.

They’ll know where we went,I reminded him, fighting to catch my breath, closing my eyes as he wound deeper into my light. I got an image of him hitting me, and my pain spiked. Feeling my reaction, he gripped me tighter, letting out a low sound.

We left in the middle of a strategy meeting, Revik.

He pulled on me so hard I thought I might lose consciousness. When he paused, looking down at me, his clear eyes were tinted green and lit from within.

“Do you want me to stop?” he asked.

Looking up at him, I fought to think, to control my light. I shook my head.

“Are you sure?”

My pain worsened.Yes… I’m sure. But do you really want them to find us like this? Or to watch from the Barrier?

I felt his total indifference to that, even as his irises glowed brighter. I watched him fight to think, to make himself care, but he shook his head.

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