dropping it carelessly onto the floor.
She stilled, watching him, her breasts rising and falling fast and hard with her quickened breathing. She was a beautiful sight, all white skin and luscious curves and rosy nipples. Her pretty hair was still piled on top of her head, but he would take that down. He would ruin it. He would ruin her for anyone but him.
Ripping open the buttons of his shirt, he tore it off, then reached for his belt.
She moved on the couch as if to go to him, but he shook his head. She ignored him, lioness that she was, coming to stand before him then dropping to her knees.
‘Please,’ she said hoarsely, tipping her head back and looking up at him. ‘Let me.’
His hunger turned savage. ‘Are you sure you want to do that?’ He didn’t bother to hide the growl in his voice. ‘I am in no mood to be kind.’
Silver gleamed in her eyes, as though the sharp edge of the blade she had become was glinting. ‘Neither am I.’
This woman was dangerous. She would make a good match for him.
He bared his teeth in a lion’s smile. ‘Are you hungry for me, little nun? Are you desperate for a taste?’
‘Yes.’ She lifted her hands, shaking, to his belt buckle. ‘So much.’
Dimly, he could feel the king inside him try to take back some control, try to put some distance between him and his hunger. But the king wasn’t in charge now.
He was a man and he would have what he wanted.
So he stood there while she undid his belt and then the fastenings of his trousers, pulling down the zip and opening the two sides. And when she reached inside his boxers to grip the hard length of his shaft, he didn’t stop her. Sensation rippled through him as her fingers circled him. She drew him out, sparks of pleasure igniting along all his nerve endings, and another growl was torn from him.
She looked up at him, stroking him, her eyes like moonlight. ‘I don’t know how to do this. Show me.’
He didn’t need to be asked twice. Reaching down, he speared his fingers into the delicate confection of curls on her head, destroying its perfection, and her gasp intensified the pleasure inside him.
‘Take me in your mouth,’ he ordered.
And she did.
Heat exploded through him, the catch of his breath echoing through the room, fire leaping in her eyes in response. Oh, she liked that. She liked giving him pleasure.
It made him even harder and as her lips closed around him, heat enveloping him, he was trapped by the intensity of her silver gaze, caught in an endless loop of pleasure. She gave him pleasure, and his reaction sparked pleasure in her, which then gave it back to him; it was a constant cycle, an unbreakable current.
She wasn’t a nun any longer. She was a lioness, a sword. A goddess kneeling at his feet. And he wanted more, which made his decision to take her for himself the best decision. The only decision.
The man cannot have anything, you know this.
But he discarded that thought as he’d discarded the golden lion pin on his jacket. Tonight, the king was forgotten. There was only the man, and the man had been denied too long.
He told her what to do, but soon she didn’t need much in the way of guidance, finding her own way, licking him, tasting him, exploring him, giving little hums of satisfaction every time she drew a growl of pleasure from him, driving him to the brink of insanity.
He pulled her head away from him, ignoring her cry of protest. ‘On the couch,’ he ordered. And as she did what she was told, he got rid of the rest of his clothes. Then, finally naked, he joined her on the cushions, pushing her rounded thighs wide apart so he could kneel between them.
She was panting, her eyes dark, her skin like silk as he ran his hands all over it.
‘Oh... Adonis...please...’
‘Beg for me, little nun,’ he murmured, his voice nothing but gravel and sand. ‘Again.’
And she did, and when he buried his face between her legs, she begged again and again as he tasted her, licking her, exploring all her hidden valleys, all the places she was most sensitive, all the places that gave her the most pleasure, using her cries and sobs as his guide.
Then, when he felt her muscles lock, he slid his hands beneath her bottom and lifted her higher, drinking