Page 48 of Joy Guardian

“It all depends on who is touching me, Kurai. I know you now. I trust you. And I want you.”

He leaned forward for me to kiss him again while letting his hands explore. He stroked my back, ran his fingers down my arms, then up my sides, finally brushing with his palms over my breasts.

My inner muscles spasmed with a zap of desire.

“Here, isn’t it?” he murmured, instantly bringing his hands back to my naked breasts.

I smiled as he cupped my breasts, squeezing them slightly. He moved his thumbs, searching to replicate the sensation he’d justsensed in me. I sucked in a breath as his thumbs flicked my nipples with another surge of arousal warming my skin.

“Yes… Right here,” he exhaled, lowering his eyelids in pleasure.

Dropping his head to my neck, he trailed light kisses along my skin while playing with my breasts. Deliberate and confident, his touch remained gentle—a caress meant to give not to take. I swayed forward, my body melting into him with trust I hadn’t felt for a man in a long time, if ever.

My muscles relaxed, allowing pleasure to take over.

“You want more.” Kurai lifted his head, searching my eyes. “Your need is growing. Please, tell me how I can satisfy it. They said humans derived the most intense pleasure when touchedhere.” He cupped me between my legs.

The warmth from his large palm seeped through my skin. I squirmed, arching my back and rocking my hips forward.

“Who said that to you, Kurai?”

“The Joy Vessel Keepers. Everyone who enters the queen’ssaraiis instructed on how to handle a human. But I don’t care about all other humans. Tell me, how doyoulike being touched? Like this?” He extended a finger, slipping it between my folds.

I whimpered, pressing my forehead to his shoulder.

“You’ll have to tell me, sweetheart,” he whispered, kissing above my ear, while his fingers continued to explore me between my thighs. “I feel a burst of pleasure wherever I touch you, but your need keeps growing. Tell me how I can give you what you want.”

Tell him?

I wished I knew how. I’d never discussed my needs with anyone before. With Dylan, it’d always been about his pleasure, not mine. I had no words to tell Kurai what I needed, so I reached for his hand to guide it instead.

The pad of his finger brushed over my clit, blinding me with pleasure.

“It’s here, isn't it?” With one arm around my middle, heeagerly shifted me closer to him. “Right here, my sweet, sweet Ciana,” he murmured, circling my most sensitive spot with his finger.

Pleasure surged as my need for him spiked.

“Yes, Kurai…” I opened my legs wider, giving him better access to where I needed him most.

His breathing grew heavier. He pressed his lips to my neck, working me harder with his deft fingers. Letting go of my waist, he stroked my nipple. He left my clit to caress my other breast but returned to it immediately, sensing my disappointment at the loss of his touch.

“Fuck,” he cursed. “I don't have enough hands.”

I exhaled a laugh. “Use your mouth.”

A thrill flashed in his eyes, and he sank to his knees. Gripping my hips, he slid me closer to his face, then brought his hands up to my breasts again.

I leaned back, propped on my hands. He used his tongue the way he’d used his finger earlier, swirling the tip around my clit.

The change of sensations spurred my desire higher.

“Harder.”The thought flitted through my mind, but I didn’t need to voice it.

Kurai sensed my need and met it with perfect precision. He pinched my nipples just enough to spike my arousal while his tongue lapped at me below.

Need rolled through me in hot swells of pleasure, taking me higher and higher. After all the trials I'd put my body through lately, it ached for a release. And Kurai knew it, not stopping until I went undone. The heels of my feet dug into his back as my hips rocked against his mouth.

A spasm rolled through his body, too, resonating with my orgasm. His moans echoed mine. His tongue softened, stroking my clit gently to milk my climax for as long as I could stand it.

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