‘Yes.’
It was the key that unlocked every shackle on him. He had nothing left in him to resist her any more. He only prayed that this would not be his ruination.
She tugged him even closer to her, but he shook his head. He wouldn’t allow their first time like this to be a rushed, torrid affair on his office desk.
He placed a gentle kiss on her lips, then took her hand and led her from the office.
Vasili walked right past their shared bedroom. He didn’t want her there. He was taking her to what was his room. His quiet sanctum.
He shut the door, not giving her a chance to look at their surroundings before his lips were on hers again, and without breaking their kiss he picked Helia up. Her legs wrapped around him without him having to tell her.
Vasili didn’t want to think of what this would mean for them. He didn’t want to think of why it seemed that they danced perfectly in sync with each other. All he wanted was to lose himself in her.
He pressed her back against the closed door. His breath hissed from his lips as he pushed his hardness against her. Her gasp was music to him. The sweetest sound.
‘Please, Vasili, I need you.’
He needed her too, with an urgency that defied all thought or logic. But there was no room for thought. Not now.
With sure steps he crossed the room and laid her gently upon the bed. Seeing her lying on his dark sheets, staring back at him with hooded eyes, he felt a savage sort of possessiveness overcome him.
This woman—his queen, a goddess—was his.
But she had been so timid when they had first become intimate... He needed to know just how inexperienced she was.
‘Have you done this before, Helia?’ He kneeled over her, supporting himself on a muscular arm beside her head.
Her skin burned red. ‘Yes, but—’
‘But?’
‘It doesn’t matter.’ She looked away.
Holding her chin in his fingers, he forced her to meet his gaze. ‘It does to me. Honesty. Remember?’
‘I had sex with someone I had dated, but it wasn’t enjoyable. It was always uncomfortable. And after him I avoided it even if I wanted it. I couldn’t let go. I couldn’t allow myself to trust.’
Anger burned alongside Vasili’s lust. He couldn’t do anything to change her past experience, but he would make sure she knew only pleasure now.
‘I won’t hurt you.’
‘I know.’
He ran his hand along the side of her body. ‘Let me show you how a king worships you.’
‘A king doesn’t worship a queen.’
She ran her fingers through his hair. He caught her wrist and kissed her palm. ‘A king worships a goddess.’
And that was what he wanted to do. For weeks she had haunted his thoughts and dreams.
‘I have wanted you for so long, Helia. I’ve dreamt of this moment. Of what you will feel like when I sink into you.’
‘What did you do in your dreams?’
‘I peeled every maddening layer of cloth from your body. Slowly. Until you wanted to tear them off yourself.’
With his teeth, Vasili pulled down the zipper on her trousers, never taking his eyes off her. He kissed the lace peeking between the parted fabric and peeled it off her legs. Her breath was coming in heavy pants.