What did that mean? He didn’t have time to find out because already, the next wave of heat was surrounding him. Flames licked at his skin and fire rolled through his body.
His cock rose and immediately she was there, her mouth bringing the conflagration to a roaring inferno. He forgot what he was telling her. Forgot everything but watching her swallow him, letting himself feel the absolute pleasure she gave him every time her mouth was on him.
She rolled over top of him, straddling him. At once he felt the heat of her center, burning his skin. “I need you again, and then Godiva needs Temnyy. Desperately, Timur.” She fisted his thick girth and then slid right over top of him, engulfing him completely.
The breath left his lungs in a rush. She didn’t wait, but began to move, grinding down, setting a fast pace, taking him deep, her muscles clamping down on his cock as she rode him. His hands went to her swaying breasts, working her nipples, watching her breath hitch every time he tugged or pinched. She was beautiful, leaving him astonished that she could be his.
There was no holding back, not when her breasts jolted and swayed with every powerful move of her hips. Not when her body undulated and seduced. Not when she was temptation and sin with every breath she drew. His mouth was everywhere, his hands claiming her. Then he took over, pulling out of her, flipping her onto her hands and knees and surging deep again. She screamed his name several times before he emptied himself into her.
Temnyy’s need was just as urgent as theirs. He caught her hand and tugged her up, liking that his seed was on her thighs and inside of her. “We’re going out the far window and making a run for the garage. Once inside, go to the Jeep.”
“I need clothes …”
“What for? We’re heading for the hill country. The estate is several miles wide and equally as long. We’ll get them away from the sentries and let them run. We don’t need clothes for that.”
She didn’t argue with him but shot him a mischievous look that sent his cock into a frenzy of need again. She was up to something. He went out the window first, and he waited for her. She was much smaller, and it was easier for her to slip through without making a sound. Timur thought it was good practice for her to sneak through an enemy’s line. She didn’t want to be caught naked and that gave her the necessary incentive to stay low and move fast.
He led the way until they were close to the garage and then stepped back and waved her ahead of him. He loved her ass. The way it swayed, the firmness of her cheeks, the little dimples just above the swell of them. When she made it to the door of the garage, he pressed close to her, patting her cheeks with firm, hard swats and then rubbing the pink handprints.
“Stop, you crazy man,” she hissed over her shoulder. “Someone will hear.”
“Do you think I care?” He knew he was experiencing the inevitable high one got from being in the throes of a leopard’s mating ritual.
She cast him one more look of pure censure and then raced to the Jeep. Heat banded as Temnyy pushed close, but Timur refused to allow him to shift. He hurled himself into the driver’s seat, pressed the garage opener and turned the key. There was no top on the vehicle and the wind rushed over them, cooling their bodies as he turned onto the narrow dirt track that led into the vineyard.
They passed two guards, both leopards who watched as they hurtled past. Ashe’s laughter teased his senses. She could turn a situation such as this one, where their leopards tore at them and their bodies drove them, into pure fun. She held on to the bar and pulled herself into a standing position as he took them around the dark vineyard and up to the higher hills. He knew where every guard was stationed, he had been the one to position them, so he knew when they were outside the boundaries.
He slowed the Jeep, so she could feel the wind on her face and body. Her legs acted as springs, and her body swayed with the movement of the vehicle. She laughed again. “It’s a perfect night, Timur.”
It hadn’t been, but now it was. Being with her made his entire life different. It gave him meaning and purpose. Before, he had thought maybe the work they were doing would make his world right, but it hadn’t. There had been nothing at all to temper the violence. Now, there was Ashe.
The vineyards rolled with hills and then gave way to more trees. He parked the Jeep and watched as she jumped down and took off running. Her hair flew out behind her and every muscle rippled beneath her satin skin. He slid out from behind the wheel, keeping his eyes on her as he stretched and then he took two running steps and shifted.