“How did she know he was right for her? How were they so positive they were fated mates?”
“The spines on Kiphians’ backs. They heat up from the physical touch of our fated mate. And there’s a rightness that just clicks. It’s not just the physical, but that’s the surest sign. It’s like there’s a flicker the moment you meet that person, and it turns to flame when you touch them.”
“How do you know that, though? You just have faith in it?”
“Actually, I didn’t believe in it for a very long time. And after Kantha, I wanted to forget the idea. It caused me agony. It broke my little girl’s heart. I never wanted a fated mate.”
“And then…?”
“And then I met my fated mate, Zaya.” I touch her hand, and the flame throughout my spine that I just finished telling her about strikes me.
“Who?”
“You, Zaya. I knew it almost from the moment I met you.”
She closes her eyes as I bring my lips to hers, planting a passionate kiss there. I pull back, never lifting my gaze from her, not even for a single second.
“There’s something else I have to tell you,” I whisper, my heart pounding faster than ever before.
“Tell me anything.” She pulls me so hard she’s practically begging for me.
“I love you, Zaya. I never want you to leave. If you can take the most hellish place on the planet and give me the happiest moments of my life there, I can’t imagine how beautiful my world will be with you in it forever.”
“Taurek. I love you, too. I was so terrified coming back that you’d want me to leave as soon as we collected the roxolite.”
“No. Never. I never want to go anywhere again without you.”
28
ZAYA
“Oh, Taurek…” Taurek’s lips lightly brush against the skin of my neck as he pulls away from a kiss, his warm breath penetrating through my very being.
His hands fall to the small of my back, holding me against him. His warmth seeps into me even through our clothes. Now, he’s sharing his warmth with me, not out of necessity. Just need.
Taurek’s hands move to start removing my clothing. His lips kiss areas of my skin as they’re exposed. My neck, to my collar bone, to my shoulder, to my chest right between my breasts.
Lost in the pleasure, I don’t even notice Taurek removing my bra. His kisses move down my chest. He lingers for a moment on each breast, teasing my nipples with his tongue.
I close my eyes and breathe slowly, taking in all the tenderness. My pussy is already wet and throbbing for him.
His lips make their way down my stomach while his hands start to remove my pants. In one impressive tug, Taurek brings both my pants and undergarments to my ankles. As Taurek gets down on his knees and continues to kiss his way down to my pussy, I step out of my pants and kick them aside.
Never in my life did I ever expect to be completely naked in the palace chambers of a Prince. Yet here we are. There is nowhere I’d rather be.
I run my hands over Taurek’s strong shoulders as his lips meet my pussy. He softly kisses my clit, then sucks on it more deeply, rhythmically, hypnotically. A jolt runs up my body. I let out a quiet moan.
Taurek dives his tongue up into my pussy, and I moan loudly, then cover my mouth with my hand.
“Don’t be ashamed to be loud,” he says, looking me in the eye after removing his mouth from my vagina. “No one can hear. And I want to hear everything.”
A desperate howl escapes me as his tongue teases the inside of me, running back and forth along the walls of my pussy at an exquisitely slow pace.
I close my eyes again as Taurek’s lips wrap around my clit. He lightly nibbles on it, sucking on it. His hands methodically squeeze my ass cheeks.
It sneaks up on me. It all happens so fast, I didn’t even notice it all building up. Then like a dam bursting, an overwhelming pleasure explodes across my body.
I moan as loudly as I can. My knees go weak, and I almost collapse onto Taurek. But his strong hands hold me up.