“That need you felt in the forest? Just think about how fucking good that would feel while I am fucking you. Think about my magic running through your blood while my cock is buried deep inside of you.”
I trembled against him as I continued to chase that high.
I wanted everything he spoke of. I feared it, but gods, I wanted it.
“I want you,” I whispered, and his hands tightened in my hair.
“You have me, princess. For whatever you want.” He kissed me again, and I raised my trembling fingers to his shirt. I fumbled with the buttons, nervous yet eager to get it off of him, and Evren didn’t rush me. He pushed my hair out of my face as I worked the buttons down his abdomen and pulled his shirt from his trousers.
I pushed it from his shoulders, revealing his torso, and I slowly ran my fingers over him.
“What are these scars from?” I ran my fingers over the scarred skin, and he let out a harsh breath.
“Too many battles,” he said it so easily. “Each one leaves a scar.”
I looked up into his eyes, and I knew that he meant more than just what it left on his skin. What had he been through? What had they used him for that now haunted his soul?
“I hate the queen.” I leaned forward and pressed my mouth to the largest scar.
“As do I.”
“And your brother.” I spoke the truth that both of us already knew.
Evren groaned, and his hands tightened against me. His eyes pleaded with me, but his mouth was held in a harsh line as he stared at me.
“I know that he’s your family and I’m meant to be betrothed to him, but I hate him.”
“I know.” He nodded, but he didn’t return my sentiment. “I fucking know.”
“But I don’t want to think about them.” I pushed my hands up his chest and wrapped them around the back of his neck. “I want you to make me forget that they exist.”
Evren kissed me again, this time more rushed than before, and he wrapped his arms around my back. I tightened my hands on his shoulders as he shifted, and I held on to him as he lifted us off the ground and stood.
He carried me easily to the bed and pressed my back against the mattress. He kissed my shoulder before slowly making his way down my torso, and I gasped as he pressed his mouth against my hard nipple.
“You’re mine, princess.” His mouth grazed over my ribs before he gently bit down against them, causing me to squirm. “Every single part of you belongs to me.”
I nodded my head even though we both knew it wasn’t true. This moment didn’t have any room for reality. This was about us, and everything we wished could be true.
His mouth pressed against my stomach before he dropped even lower and ran his tongue along my hipbone.
“Evren,” I called out his name as I squirmed against him.
He lifted his head, looking up at me before he blew a slow breath against my sex. “Yes, princess?”
“I need you.”
“Then tell me you’re mine.” Another slow, agonizing breath. “Tell me you’re mine, and I’ll give you anything you want.”
“I’m yours.” I ran my fingers through his hair and tried to pull him where I needed him most. “I will always be yours.”
Evren growled, low and frightening, before he lifted my legs in his hands and spread them impossibly far. My knees hit the bed on either side of me, fully exposing me to him, and he didn’t hesitate as he ran his tongue against me.
“Oh gods.” My hips shot off the bed, but Evren kept me in place with his hands on my knees.
He sucked my nub into his mouth as he stared up at me, and I had never seen anything more erotic in all my life. This man wasn’t mine. He wasn’t meant to be anything more than my guard, but seeing him feast from me was more than anything I could have ever wanted.
My marks buzzed against me, the same feeling that was building in my stomach flowing through them, and everything was so overwhelming.