Page 74 of Twisted Alliance

The sound of the wind outside was once again drowned out by the throbbing of her heart when she looked up to meet his eyes again. His eyes darkened in intensity, and she could feel the unleashed desire.

Why isn’t he touching me?

She had told him many times that she was his wife and belonged to him. Although those words were driven by reason, they led to passionate moments that left her craving his kisses and touch.

Her lips tingled, and her stomach quivered while a low throbbing began between her legs, awaiting his passion. But he didn’t move or touch her.

Her body couldn’t take it anymore, so she touched him. Placing her hands on his bare chest, she trailed them up. His muscles jerked under her fingers, and his eyes flared.

She knew he desired her, and yet he wasn’t touching her.

He was her husband, the man she desired and wanted. Feeling emboldened, she held his head with both hands and pulled his mouth lower.

Fire burned inside her when their lips touched. She kissed him, feeling the texture of his lips and then pushing the tip of her tongue into his mouth to get the rich, dark taste she craved.

A gasp escaped her when his fingers gripped her hair at the back. She expected him to drag her mouth away from his, but his tongue pushed between her lips and conquered her mouth.

A groan escaped from deep inside her. The need she felt became explosive as he kissed her passionately.

But the kiss didn’t last long. He dragged his mouth away from hers and watched her with dark fire blazing in his eyes. “If this doesn’t stop now, I will claim you completely,” he said in a rough tone.

Her heart thudded at his words. Until then, they had only kissed, and he touched her intimately, giving her extreme pleasure, but he hadn’t claimed her fully.

She wasn’t entirely sure of the ramifications of such an act. Earlier, she had been prepared for it when she thought of seducing him with an ulterior motive. She thought of it as a sacrifice. But now, her desire was driven by no other motive other than wanting him.

I want this, and I want him.

“Don’t stop,” she whispered. “Make me your wife.”

The grip in her hair tightened with those words, and she watched as he finally lost his icy control.

His mouth met hers again in a rough, passionate kiss. Even as she was lost in the hot, dizzying sensations, her feet were swept off the floor while he carried her somewhere.

She kissed him back desperately and pulled him closer.

A gasp escaped her when her back met with soft bedding. She opened her heavy-lidded eyes to see him next to her on the bed. Her heart raced when his hand covered the knot on the long cloth she wore. With a hard tug, the knot loosened, and the soft fabric fell aside, revealing her.

Her cheeks heated, and her chest rose and fell when he watched her body with hungry intensity in his eyes. He touched her then, causing her body to quiver. The rough pad of his fingers swept over her quivering bare stomach and then on the soft, heavy mounds of her breasts. His large palm cupped the fullness of her breast before his head lowered.

A shocked cry escaped her lips when he kissed the tip of her breast, flicking his tongue over the hardened bud before taking it into his warm mouth and sucking it deeply. She held his head while her back arched, and the throbbing between her legs grew in intensity.

She could feel his hard arousal against her hips. With trembling hands, she reached for and tugged the knot on the cloth he wore around his hips. The cloth fell open, and she could feel the heat and hardness of his desire. Before she could touch him, his hand caught hers and entwined their fingers.

His lips trailed down over her quivering stomach. She felt his hair and the rough stubble of his jaw as he moved his lips in circles around her navel. His hand touched her thigh, and she shivered as his fingers brushed against her mound. She knew what was coming, and her body quivered in anticipation, widening her legs slightly. His lips paused, and his head raised slightly until their eyes met. The dark fire in his eyes made the throbbing inside her intensify.

He lowered his head again. The next moment, she let out a shocked gasp.

She had expected his finger to enter her intimate folds to pleasure her like had done before, but it was his mouth that brushed against her mound. She cried out and surged against him while his hot tongue entered her folds. She gripped his hair as he tasted and invaded her in the most intimate way.

A familiar heat began to build and burn with intensity inside her.

“Shivay,” she gasped as the heat spread through her veins rapidly and then exploded inside her.

Shocking pleasure spread over her body as she trembled and gasped with its intensity. His mouth then met with hers with a drugging kiss.

She vaguely felt a small tug before the cloth around his hips disappeared and a heavy press of his heated body over hers. She felt the throbbing heat of his long and hard arousal against her thighs. His kiss grew in passion, and she felt his hand brushing against her thigh before the searing heat of his hardness entered her.

She cried out and dug her nails into his shoulders as blind pleasure combined with a sudden sharp pain.

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