Page 64 of A World of Ruins

I press my body against his chest and lean into him, rubbing my backside against his front. As if I am tormenting him, his forehead drops against the top of my head with a deep groan.

A sound I’ve come to adore the most.

I roll my hips into him to hear it again, and I feel him swallow. A slow, deliberate sigh escapes my lips, content with how I make him feel. Right then, his palm cups me between my legs and I draw in a sharp gasp, bordering on a yelp, as I lift myself onto my toes. His other hand comes over my abdomen, keeping hold of me as if he doesn’t plan to let go.

‘Darius,’ I whimper his name, biting down on my lower lip as his fingers part my folds.

‘I want you to open your senses,’ he whispers against my neck. ‘Every touch, every sound . . .’

A breathless nod is my only response.

Using his other hand around my midriff, he presses his thumb against the lower part of my abdomen. It seems to intensify the feeling of his fingers rubbing against my crotch as I writhe in his grip.

‘What do you see?’ he asks, the sensuality of his voice sending a thrill through me.

‘No—’ I gasp when he pinches at the right spot. ‘Nothing. I’m blindfolded, remember?’

His chuckle is deep and rougher. ‘Try again.’ Two fingers slide into me and I jump, unable to escape his hold. Each stroke and crook of his finger swirling in the right direction sends me into a frenzy. I’m whimpering, moving against him as I try to focus on what he’s asking of me.

What do you see?

‘I see—’ A vision of Darius appears. He’s at the den, laughing by one of the tables. ‘You.’ Music thrums inside my head as I picture him now spinning us around while we dance. We’re happy; we’refree. ‘I see us.’

With each thought I conjure, Darius’s fingers work in tandem. My knees bend, allowing him to reach a deeper part of me that draws out a guttural moan.

All I see are moments where he and I are together, focusing on a future where we will thrive every day.

Our bodies are slick with sweat, the scent of our arousal pervading the air and overpowering the must from the dungeons.

‘We’re going to get out of this, Goldie,’ he tells me, his fingers thrusting in and out of me at a fast pace. ‘And when we do, I’m not letting you go.’

I shake my head. ‘You better not.’ Pressure builds at the base of my mound and I dig my fingernails into his arm.

‘Do you want to know what I see?’ His lips graze my neck and I nod, my moans vibrating against him. ‘Me and you, every hour,every minute, every second.’ My legs begin to shake, my body tensing. ‘I’m yours, Goldie, forever yours.’

His whisper hurtles me over the edge. I cry out through the pleasure, spasming in Darius’s arms. But it’s not over, as he yanks the blindfold off my eyes and turns me around. I gasp as he lifts my legs around his waist and drops me to the ground with one deep thrust of his cock inside me.

I bite my lip, holding back a sob, having craved this for so many months, since we were last together in Terranos.

Our pace is fast, almost animalistic. We need each other, weyearnfor each other.

I cup his face as he pounds in and out of me, my lips parting, letting him moan into my mouth.

‘Harder,’ I breathe.

Our foreheads meet, his rumbling groan buzzes up my spine, and I start to lose it all over again.

My lips skim his ear and I smile. ‘Deeper.’

‘Goldie,’ he whispers, releasing another moan when I tighten up around him. ‘My Goldie.’

We look each other in the eye, each movement of our bodies intertwining, pushing us into oblivion. ‘My thief.’

Within seconds, the orgasm hits us both at the same time. I shake with immense pleasure, panting and making sounds that I wouldn’t be surprised if the guards can hear them.

Darius strokes my hair, moving strands away from my face as I smile in blissful exhaustion at him. He kisses my forehead, his eyes still burning with such exhilaration that I can imagine him wanting to do it all again and again.

Collapsing beside me, he grabs me by the waist as he effortlessly pulls me to his chest and nestles his head in the crook of my neck.

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