Page 184 of A Fate in Flames

He.Didn’t.Stop.

“Again,” he demanded.“Give me another one.”

I panted, trembling.Overwhelmed.“I can’t—”

“You can.”His tongue worked me relentlessly, flicking over my swollen clit with renewed vigour.“And you will.”

The bonds shifted, releasing my wrists but forcing my legs even wider.My hands flew to his hair.I tried to pull him away, but he just chuckled.

“Not yet, little flame.”His fingers joined his mouth, sliding into me with ease and stretching me open.Filling me.“I need to feel you fall apart again.”

I sobbed his name.“Dalkhan, please—”

“Please what?”He curled them, and stars exploded behind my eyelids.“Please stop?Or pleasedon’tstop?”

I could only whimper as he worked me toward another peak.

“That’s what I thought.”His free hand pressed against my lower belly, holding me steady.“Now come for me again.”

The second wave hit me like lightning, even more intense than the first.I seized, screaming his name as tears streamed down my cheeks.

Only then did he pull away, his lips wet.Satisfaction was written across his features.

“Completely undone,” he said, his thumb tracing my lower lip, “and I haven’t even fucked you yet.”

I could taste myself on his skin.

His lips formed a wicked smirk as he began to shed his remaining clothing.“I hope you’re not too exhausted, little flame, because I’m nowhere near finished with you.”

Dalkhan revealed the full glory of his form, bronze skin gleaming in the firelight.Every muscle was defined and perfect.He leaned back against the frame of the bed, legs spread wide.He wrapped his hand around his cock, stroking slowly.His eyes never leaving mine.

“Come here and ride me.”

It wasn’t a request, it was an order.My limbs trembled with exhaustion, but I couldn’t disobey even if I wanted to.

I ached for him.Craved him beyond reason.The emptiness between my thighs was an almost physical pain that only he could ease.

I moved forward on hands and knees, approaching like a predator of my own.His eyes darkened further, his hand continuing its slow strokes along his length.

I straddled his powerful thighs, pressing against his chest for balance.His heat wrapped around me like a living thing, his grip securing my waist as I settled over him.The brush of his hardened cock against my sensitive core made his entire body go rigid. He hissed sharply through his teeth.

“Take me,” he growled.“Now.”

I lowered myself onto him, his hardness stretching me inch by inch.My breath caught as pleasure and pressure tangled in a dizzying blend.The burn was exquisite, my body struggling to accommodate his size yet always craving more.

“Fuck…” He strained beneath me.“You feel so good.”

He groaned, molten tendrils of power lashing out and curling around my waist, forcing my hips down harder.Deeper.

I cried out as he filled me completely, stretching me to my limits.

“You can take it,” he murmured against my ear.“You’ll take everything I give you.”

He let me move at first, slow and tortuous—his hands guiding my movements.

But patience had never been his virtue.

A snarl ripped from his chest before he snapped his hips up, brutally slamming into me.