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and when his lips touched mine it was a dreamlike kiss, damp and gentle and sweet. I rested my head on the pillow of his arm and moved in closer, drawn without a word being spoken. His fingers brushed hair from my face and feathered it back, then lingered on my cheek, drawing heat down to my chin.
"Please," I whispered. "Please make all this go away. Just for a while. Can you do that?"
"I'm only a Djinn," he said. "Not God Himself. But I'll do what I can." His lips brushed their heat down, taking all the time in the world, pausing in unexpected and vulnerable places. The inner aspect of my forearms. My wrists. The delicate skin just beneath my breasts. He began to suck, drawing my blood to the skin with slow deliberation.
He left a map of visible kisses down my body, a slow and thorough awakening of my entire body that made me writhe silently, sheets fisted in my hands.
Oh, I forgot. I forgot everything.
Gradually, his mouth became demanding. Challenging. Nips of his teeth, strokes of his tongue. My control slipped, and I made a tortured sound in the back of my throat, rising up to meet him. I didn't want seduction right now. I wanted to be ravished, and he could feel it echoing out of me like a ringing bell.
I could tell the exact second that his control slipped gears. His body language shifted, tensed, and he raised his head and looked at me. My already quickened pulse jumped, because the look in those Djinn-bronze eyes was feral. Wanting. I sat up and met him halfway through the space and devoured his mouth, hungry and desperate, full of feverish need and frantic energy. It fed back through the link between us, striking like lightning through a grounded circuit, shorting out whatever defenses we'd kept built between us.
When I pulled back, David's eyes were no longer bronze. They were fire, with pupils of absolute darkness. Mine, I thought incoherently. Mine. I didn't know if that came from me or from him. It had the force of a Djinn emotion, something vastly more complex than simple human possessiveness.
David growled and put a hand on my chest and pushed me all the way back full length on the bed. He followed, not quite putting his weight on me. Brushes of his hot skin teased and tortured us both. He ran his palm lightly over the rising tilt of my left nipple and flicked his tongue over the right, and the difference in sensations made me gasp. His hand was light, delicate, and burning hot; his mouth was heavy, demanding, and deliciously wet. I bit my lip and felt my whole body shudder in response. I heard an answering sound from David - need, lust, love, wordless reassurance.
We were both on the knife-edge of control. David had never fully let his Djinn instincts out to play before, not like this. I think he'd been too afraid - afraid of hurting me, afraid that I'd be shocked by the depths of his needs and desires.
I knew better. I put my hands around his face and held him still for a moment, staring deep into those inhuman eyes.
And then I nodded. No words, and none necessary.
His skin took on a dusting of gold, and then darker shades, until he seemed more metal than flesh - but it was flesh to the touch, warm and soft and firm. He tasted like exotic spices - cardamom, saffron, wild honey from the rocks. Everything about him was different, and yet everything was exactly the same.
His hand slipped lower down my body, into the slick folds between my thighs. The sensation was overwhelming - burning and cooling at the same time. His thumb pressed and stroked while his long, lovely fingers slipped within. His mouth closed over mine, cinnamon-hot, and I sucked his tongue and tasted fire.
Ecstasy to the power of infinity.
The old, wild magic spiraled up inside of me, exultant, slow pulses that built on each other.
Yes, God, yes... When I came I did it silently, rigidly, holding the awesome force of it inside and giving it to David through the link between us.
It drove him beyond human disguises, and light exploded in the room. I heard him gasping, struggling to stay with me in flesh, because flesh was what we both needed just now.
He solidified again into skin, hot and firm against me. I rolled over and up to my hands and knees,