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Remus’s smile turns gentle as he sits up in his seat, his hand reaching for my face. He gently pulls me on top of his lap, his erection pressing against me as his lips hover over mine.

“You’re wrong about one thing, Iris. I have had a personal desire…you.”

Then, he kisses me.

1. Translated: "Would you like some chave?"

Chapter Nineteen

Remus

Iris’s body is warmer than usual as my hands glide over her waist, holding her as I capture her lips. I fight the urge to shiver in pleasure as I lower the mental block between us. The cacophony of emotion that washes over me is exciting.It explains so much without any words having to be passed between us. And it makes me love her all the more.

The passion, endurance, curiosity—all of it embodies who she is as a person. Having not only witnessed it firsthand but now being able to experience it mentally is a feeling I can never let go of.

My grip around her waist tightens as I lift her, deepening the kiss between us. I slip my tongue into her mouth, enjoying the taste of her followed by the moan that escapes her. This is what I enjoy most about her. The way she melts into my arms the moment I touch her. How much of her is mine without her even realizing it.

I gently lay her against the couch, my hand remaining flush against her skin as I glide it to the waistband of her pants. Usually, I would use my power to remove her clothes, making them disappear in seconds. But I won’t risk the consequences now, especially when I am leaving because something is wrong with me.

Her groan pulls me from my thoughts as my fingers find her folds. My cock strains painfully against my pants as I find her soaked for me. My fingers effortlessly glide against her clit, her hips thrusting as I find the rhythm I know she likes. With each stroke, I bring my fingers closer to her entrance, and she releases whimpers of frustration as she thrust her hips against me, silently begging me for more.

I chuckle softly as I break the kiss to take her in. Her hair is sprawled around her, and her warm green eyes watch me with desire. Her cheeks are flushed, and her lips are swollen from our kiss. I slip a finger inside of her, smiling as her eyes widen and her mouth stretches to an “O” before she pulls her bottom lip between her teeth.

I lower myself to her throat, adding another finger inside of her as I run my tongue over the pulse throbbing erratically onher throat. The sound of her rushed heartbeat settles in my mind as I place more kisses along her throat, lowering myself to her breasts. She groans, arching her back as I cover it with my lips, my tongue flicking over her nipple. I can feel her inner walls pulsing around my fingers as I continue.

She is close.

So, I pull away, tearing at her clothes before placing kisses between her breasts, on her stomach, moving lower until I am between her thighs. And she shudders in pleasure the entire way, her arousal mingling with my own as we feel one another through the bond. I hook her legs over my shoulders as I spread them for me.

I feel a tingle of embarrassment as if it were a part of me. But as soon as I press my tongue between her folds, the embarrassment disappears instantly, replaced with deep arousal. Her hands fly to my hair as I lap between her legs, heat washing over me from her. My cock throbs painfully the more she moans against my tongue, but I force myself to take my time.

I want to enjoy every piece of her that she is willing to give.

She tenses above me, her body shuddering in pleasure, as she orgasms. The feel of her orgasm makes my body flush in excitement, and I can no longer control myself. I lift her thrusting into her quickly, interrupting the dying flames of her orgasm. She arches her back, her hands flying to my shoulders as her nails dig into me.

Her inner walls pull me in, the warmth of her washing over me as I pull out slightly to thrust back in. My muscles tense as I fight the urge to cum just from entering her. I find myself focusing on her features as I thrust again. Her mouth remains open as moans escape her from each thrust. Her eyes remain on the ceiling, glazed with pleasure.

I thread my fingers through her hair, gripping it hard enough to force her to reveal her throat to me, and I suckle againstthe sensitive flesh, right over her pulse. I feel her walls closing around me as she once again builds to orgasm. It’s a pleasurable sight, experiencing her this way.

My spine tingles as pleasure washes over me, just as she screams from pleasure. Her inner walls pulse wildly around my shaft, pulling as I thrust into her, finding my own release. The heat inside of her grows even warmer as I shudder against her, holding myself inside as I find release.

Iris is sound asleep. Her breathing is deep as she lays sprawled in the center of the bed, her body spent from our earlier activities. I laugh to myself as I watch her sleep, her legs at what I imagine are uncomfortable angles, and her arm twisted behind her head as she snores softly.

It’s been a long day. When we were on Earth, I purposely spent the days tiring her out so she would put learning the language to rest. I suspected she had ulterior motives and hoped to deter her from them without her knowing. It was how I saw her determination lied in more places than one. And I once again found myself enamored with the woman who tried to kill me with a primitive weapon from her planet.

I don’t want to leave her. I know the situation is strange, especially since my mother has been missing since we returned. But I have finally been able to sense her again, and she has returned to her plane of existence.

I quietly move onto the bed, carefully trying not to wake Iris as I move next to her, enjoying her body as she shifts closer to me in her sleep. We’ve come a long way since I first saw her in the wasteland she called home. I’m not naive enough to ignore thatwe have a long way to go. But today was a big first step. It was the first time Iris decided to see past her loss and see me for what I am, giving me a chance.

I think back to her words as I push a hair from her face.

“You’ve never even had a personal desire of your own.”

She’s right. I’ve never thought of anything outside of what I was created to do. The day I did anything other than that was the day I met her. And from that moment, the feeling of wanting outside of my purpose grew. It grew enough that I bonded with her and brought her to my home world. It has changed me in more ways than one, and now I have to leave to figure out why before someone gets hurt.

I gently press my knuckles against her cheek, rubbing it gently as I try to rouse her.

“Iris…” I murmur.