Page 67 of Conquering the King of Storms

Her soft snores as she relaxed between us only made my heart melt even more.

She might not have been Sirus’s child by blood, but he was definitely her dad.

Though I was tired,Sirus’s mention of a shower hadn’t left my mind. I forced myself to stay awake until he finally slipped out of bed and walked straight to the bathroom.

Easing away from Dove took a few minutes; no way in hell was I going to risk waking the adorable little creature up.

When I was finally free, I padded to the door he’d left cracked open, and slipped inside.

It shut almost-silently behind me as our bodies collided. Sirus’s gigantic form pressed my back to the door as his lips devouredmine. His hands were on my thighs, his tongue down my throat, and his erection wedged against my core in a way that made my whole damn body burn.

My hands slid up and down his biceps, loving the curve of the thick muscles there. His stroked my legs until one dragged up the curve of my body, stopping at my breasts for a minute before he buried it in my wild curls.

“I fucking missed this,” he growled at me, when he finally pulled away long enough to let me suck in a few rough breaths of air. “It’s been too long.”

It had only been half a day, but shit, I agreed.

His lips captured mine again, and he didn’t kiss me like helikedme orwantedme. He kissed me like he was trying to fuckingconquerme, and I loved every second of it.

When he finally pulled away again to let me breathe, my head tilted back. His lips bit and sucked a hot trail down my throat, and I had to fight a moan.

“Sirus,” I said, between heavy breaths. “I don’t want to wait to have sex until the perfect, special moment. I think this moment is perfect and special enough.”

“I’ll think about it,” he growled back, dragging his teeth lightly over a sensitive spot on my neck. I arched against him, and he hauled me over to the bathroom’s countertop. Half of my ass was in the sink, but I didn’t care.

“No thinking.Stopthinking. Forget guilt and responsibility. Just be here with me, right now.” I reached up to his hair, tugging the tie out of his bun and letting his hair down. Thegorgeous, soft strands fell around his shoulders, and I buried my fingers in them.

His eyes closed for a moment, and his jaw clenched as he slid the almost-nonexistent straps of my dress down my arms, exposing my chest. When his eyes opened, they had that slight glow that told me his instincts were pushing him again.

The hot breeze that blew against me made me shiver in the best way.

“The sexual instincts—why won’t they stop?” I whispered to him.

“The longer we go without solidifying the bond, the worse they’ll get.”

“Can sex solidify it?” I tightened my grip on his hair and pulled his face closer to mine, wanting his lips again. His erection was still pressed against me, and it was making me crazy.

“No; only vows can do that. All sex can do is stave it off.”

“Perfect.” I dragged his mouth back to mine, and he sure as hell didn’t protest.

Our tongues danced, his hands and magic stripping my dress off of me bit by bit. My fingers explored his abdomen, finding the waistband of his pants. I hesitated there, giving him time to tell me to stop. When he didn’t, I pushed them downward, just a bit.

My dress hit the floor, and his hands found mine.

Instead of stopping me, they helped me slide the fabric from his hips. He had to step away from me to get out of them completely, but my swollen lips parted as I watched him strip himself bare.

“Damn,” I whispered, my gaze sliding slowly over his body.

The man was built bigger and stronger than any statue,everywhere.

I would never get tired of looking at him.

He had my complete attention, but even more than that, he had my affection. Itrustedhim.

There were probably red flags that I had missed—I was shitty at finding them—but I had been watching for the ones I knew. Violence. Selfishness. Treating me like an object. Pushing me.

But with Sirus at every turn,Iwas the one pushing.

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