Page 36 of Defenders of Jawhara

Shira needed more. Leaning up, she pressed her lips against his neck before shifting to gently bite his earlobe. At his low growl, she became more adventurous and stroked his torso, memorizing the contours of his muscled chest.

He was murmuring to her in Arabic, the sound lyrical and tender, and she found it didn’t matter that she couldn’t understand what he was saying. As long as his lips didn’t stop tracing that fiery path across her body.

Kale reached for the tie at her neck and tugged it loose before pulling her bikini top free. He cupped her breasts, lifting them slightly as he bent his head to press kisses to her mounds.

When she arched into his touch, he tightened his grip, tugging on her nipples. Everything felt so good, Shira thought she might combust from all the attention. Kale stroked down her body, reaching lower on her stomach, and she was certain he could feel the heat pouring off her. Not sure how much more she could take, she began to pull at his hips until he lifted himself over her, making a place for himself between her spread thighs.

Lowering his body over hers, Kale closed his eyes, his body tense. “Habibti, I have been on fire for you since the day we met, and I have looked forward to this moment for so long.”

Shira was in no better shape. She twisted and arched into his touch, murmuring pleas for him to make love to her. Shira tugged on his swim trunks, and he pressed a kiss to her lips in response before lifting himself away from her just long enough to remove them.

He quickly pulled her bikini bottoms off in turn and flung them to the sand before resettling himself against her, his hardness pressing against her hot center.

“Kale, hurry,” Shira begged. She was desperate for him. She had felt desire before, but never like this. Never to the extent that her next breath depended on him finally making them one.

But Kale held himself away from her, murmuring, “Shira, are you…?”

“Protected?” Shira finished for him.

At his quick nod, she smiled at him and answered quickly. “Yes. I’m on the pill to help regulate my cycle.”

Kale exhaled and lowered himself back over her, taking her lips in a searing kiss. But Shira needed more.

“Now, Kale. Please. I can’t wait a moment longer.”

“Your wish is my command, little one.” Rising up to his knees, he lifted her legs, pressing quick kisses to the insides of her knees and then chuckling when Shira lifted her hips impatiently. “I’m pleased to see that you are as impatient as I am.”

“Kale!” Shira stretched his name out on a moan. “I’m worse. So much worse. Please…”

He positioned himself and with one hand on her hip, began to enter her slowly, but Shira had had enough of slow. She wrapped her legs around his hips and dug her heels into his butt, catching him by surprise. He pitched slightly forward. With a deep moan of satisfaction, Shira felt him fully seat inside her, and she tightened her muscles. He felt so good.

When Kale didn’t move, she blew out a breath of frustration and opened her eyes to see the look of amusement on his face. “Kale!” She knew she was whining, but she didn’t think she could stand much more.

Rising until he was over her again, Kale began to flex his hips, thrusting slowly in and out of her. Each glide of his cock made her quiver beneath him, and she said a brief prayer of appreciation at his level of self-control, but still she wanted more. She wanted to fly.

Lifting her hips, she matched his thrusts, tightening her internal muscles and making him groan.

“If you keep that up, I won’t last much longer,” he warned her.

Clinging to his shoulders, she pulled herself up to nip at his lips. “Good.”

With a growl, he pushed her back onto the cushion and increased his pace. Tightening his grip on her hips, he varied his strokes, and Shira felt her pleasure spiral higher and higher as her body coiled tighter and tighter.

“I’m close, Kale. So close.”

Kale growled at her. “Wait until I tell you.”

Shira wasn’t sure she could, and she began to pant, her body tightening even more. Kale’s strokes became erratic as her muscles squeezed around him. She felt him tense before he ground out, “Now!” between clenched teeth.

With a wail, Shira called out his name as her orgasm rolled through her, her body spasming as he came along with her before collapsing on top of her.

She found herself surrounded by Kale’s arms, his head resting on the pillow of her breasts while he tried to keep the fullness of his weight from crushing her.

Shira moved her hands to run her fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck, and Kale lifted his head to meet her gaze with a grin.

“Wow!” Shira knew she was probably smiling like a fool, but what she and Kale had just shared was remarkable and earth shattering. It had also ruined her for any other man. “Wow!” she said again, no other words coming to mind.

“I agree.Nooro hyati.” Kale kissed her nose.

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