the insides of my thighs while he continues to tease and torture me with his worshipping mouth has me fucking panting.
“Please,” I beg. I say it in English and Briyan over and over, curling my fingers roughly in his hair.
Maalik chuckles and finally lowers his mouth to my aching, wet pussy. Having him eat me out only ends up being more torturous. He licks me slowly and thoroughly like he has all the time in the world to savor me. I twist my fingers in his hair more desperately and thrust my hips to find more friction against my clit, but he just laughs and uses one of his hands to pin my hips down while he continues his slow ministrations.
My orgasm totally blindsides me, and I moan loudly as I cum and writhe underneath Mal. He growls in satisfaction and slides two fingers into my core, finger fucking me relentlessy while he sucks on my clit before I’ve even finished coming down from my first orgasm.
“Oh, god!” I cry, another orgasm racking through my body.
He does this several more times. Alternating between soft and slow, and then fast and rough, I lose track of how many times I cum. My body feels like jello, and he hasn’t even fucked me yet. It takes a ton of willpower, but I manage to shove him away.
I push him onto his back and crawl on top of him, letting my legs fall open on either side of his hips. His hard cock brushes against my ass, and he grins up at me with a feral smile. As badly as I want to map out the constellation of freckles across his chest and stomach, he’s left me too desperate to have him inside of me. I’ll have to torture him another time.
We both groan as I sink down onto his cock. Maalik grips my hips, almost hard enough to leave bruises, and I ride him until I reach another blissful orgasm. Mal snarls and digs his nails into my skin, lifting me up and down onto his cock hard and fast until he cums inside of me.
I collapse onto his chest, and he holds me tightly while we catch our breath. It’s almost too hot now, sitting beside the fire, but I’m way too exhausted to move further away.
Maalik turns so we’re on our sides facing each other, and he kisses me softly. I can still taste myself on him, but I’m so sated and happy that I don’t care.
“Miluji tě,” he whispers.
He looks mortified the moment the words leave his mouth, which makes me grin. He must have said something pretty sappy and embarrassing to react that way. Instead of letting him pull away out of nervousness or guilt or something else ridiculous, I curl against him and hum in content.
There’s a tiny white scar on his chest, and I lean forward to kiss it as I look up to meet his eyes. I’m so happy and relieved that he’s finally opening up around me, and finally accepting the bond between us.
I give him a playful, sexy smile. “We have a lot to catch up on over the next few days together.”
Chapter Twenty-One
Maalik
I hear Caelan approaching long before he enters the house.
Dread curls in my stomach as I pull Isla closer to my chest and nuzzle against her soft hair. She hums and subconsciously rubs her cheek against me. Even in her sleep, she’s so open and affectionate. It only proves what I’ve known since day one. My brothers and I don’t deserve her.
The front door opens and closes quietly. My heart hammers so loudly in my chest that I almost don’t hear Cael’s footsteps through the cabin. I squeeze my eyes shut just before he enters my bedroom, praying for a few more moments alone with our wife. I know it makes me a hypocrite, but I’m not ready to leave her.
“Well, well,” Caelan whispers with a chuckle. “Isn’t this cozy?”
I sigh and open my eyes to give him a disgruntled look. He grins at me before focusing his gaze on Isla with a soft expression. If I’m this hesitant to leave her, I can only imagine how excited he is to see her again. I stare down at her, debating whether I should wake her or not.
“Seriously, Mal.” Cael steps closer, sitting on the edge of the bed. “This is great. We all hoped you would finally pull your head out of your ass when it comes to being with