That wasn’t going to happen. Shaking her head, River took him as deeply as she could, twisting her hand along his base.
Nikhail swore, shouting her name as jets of hot cum shot into her mouth. She drank down every last drop, reveling in the fact that he had just come apart forher.
She’d never felt more powerful, more in control.
A warm hand landed on River’s chin, and Nikhail pulled her off him. She looked up with wide eyes as he stood, lifting her with him. Her arms looped around his neck, and her legs wrapped around his waist as he stepped out of his pants and boxers, carrying her to the bed.
“Show me,” Nikhail rumbled.
She stared at him, not understanding.
“Open your mouth, River.”
Oh.
Her cheeks heated as she parted her lips and stuck out her tongue, showing him her empty mouth. A fae growl rolled through Nikhail at the sight, and he kissed her, lowering her to the mattress. There was something erotic about the fact that he was tasting himself on her, and she moaned into his mouth.
Was this hotel room soundproof? If not, the neighbors were about to get an earful.
She tugged on Nikhail’s shirt, urging him to take it off. He obliged, tossing it in the corner of the room, along with his socks, before kneeling naked beside her. Sands save her, but he was a work of art. It was obvious that he took working out very seriously, and her gaze shamelessly slid lower, to where his dick was already hardening again.
Statues were less perfect than Nikhail Galebringer.
Her gaze swept over him, and she was so entranced by learning all the dips and grooves of his body that she only half-heard what he was saying.
“I’m sorry, what?” She blinked, wondering if she’d misheard him.
But no, Nikhail opened his mouth and repeated, “We can’t sleep together.”
River sucked in a sharp breath, and her eyes stung as tears rushed to them, unbidden. She thought…
She’d thought he wanted her. She thought he cared about her. That with him, she wouldn’t be alone anymore.
But apparently, she’d been wrong.
CHAPTER 34
She was His
“You don’t want me?” River’s whispered question was a dagger to Nikhail’s heart.
At that moment, he realized he’d fucked up. He should’ve chosen his words more carefully, should’ve made sure she knew how much he desired her.
“What? No.” Gods, that was not the case at all. He wanted her so badly he could barely breathe. Gathering River in his arms, he held her close. “Princess, we can’t sleep togethertonight.”
Her mouth fell open, her eyes sweeping over his. “Nik?—”
“We’ve both had a bit to drink, and there won’t be any question about consent when I finally claim what’s mine.”
When he had her, they would both be clearheaded. Then, and only then, would they spend hours enjoying each other’s bodies to the fullest. He wouldn’t take her now, when it was late and he’d be unable to worship her the way she deserved.
River’s eyes swept over his for the longest moment before she sighed. “But youwantto, right?”
“Do Iwantto?” He stared at her incredulously. “Is the sky blue? Do the stars glisten in the night sky? Yes, I want to.” His gaze ran appreciatively over her, and his cock twitched, already ready to go again. “By the Black Sands, little storm, it’s taking every ounce of my resolve to stop myself from sinking into your pussy and making it mine right now, bad decisions be damned.”
She shivered, and he kissed those beautiful, plump lips.
“I want you more than you could ever imagine,” he whispered against her mouth. More than he’d ever thought possible. “And I promise, I won’t let you go to sleep wanting.”