Dangerous desires

EZRA

The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting gentle patterns across my skin. But as I stirred, I felt Malachai's strong arms wrapped protectively around me, our bodies intertwined in a comforting embrace.

"Mmm, good morning, sunshine," he murmured, his rough voice thick with sleep. His hand gently caressed my hip, a pressure that was both reassuring and intimate. I turned my head, wincing slightly at the movement, to look at his handsome face.

My heart swelled with love and gratitude at the sight of him. In this moment, surrounded by his warmth and strength, I felt safe and cherished. "Morning," I breathed, my voice still raspy from sleep and the lingering effects of my ordeal. I nuzzled into his chest, relishing the solidness of his muscles beneath my fingertips.

His fingers traced idle patterns on my hip and lower back, his touch feather-light yet electric. I shivered, a pleasant warmth blossoming low in my belly at the intimate caress.

His eyes fluttered open, meeting my gaze with a tender smile. "How are you feeling, love?" His voice was a low rumble, heavy with concern. I swallowed hard, trying to find the right words. "Sore," I admitted, "but better since I'm with you ." I lifted my head, brushing a soft kiss against his jaw. The stubble there prickled pleasantly against my lips. He hummed, his hand sliding up my spine to tangle in my hair. "I'm relieved ," he murmured, pulling me closer until our bodies were flush against each other.

I melted into his embrace, the hard planes of his body a perfect counterpoint to my slender frame. I let out a shuddering breath "I thought I'd lost you," I confessed, my voice cracking with emotion. The memory of his sacrifice.

He pressed a kiss to my temple, his lips lingering on the sensitive skin there. "Never," he vowed, his voice low and fervent.

My heart fluttered at his tender declaration. I tilted my head, seeking out his mouth with my own. Our lips met in a soft, searching kiss, a sweet reunion after the terror we had faced. I poured all of my love and gratitude into the gentle press of my lips, my tongue darting out to trace the seam of his mouth.

He responded with a low groan, his arm tightening around my waist. He deepened the kiss, his tongue delving into my mouth to taste me thoroughly. I arched into him, a moan escaping my throat as I gave myself over to the sensations.

His hand moved to cradle my face, his thumb stroking the angle of my jaw as he continued to kiss me with a fervent tenderness. My hands roamed across his broad chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath my palms. I pulled back slightly, panting softly, my face flushed with arousal and emotion. "I love you," I whispered, my eyes locked on his.

"I love you too, Ezra," he replied, his dark eyes burning with intensity. He gently wiped away the tear that had escaped my eye, his touch infinitely tender.

I nodded, a small, genuine smile curving my lips. I felt his love and protection enveloping me like a warm blanket, chasing away the chill of my ordeal. "Make love to me," I murmured, my words husky with need and desire.

His breath hitched, his eyes darkening with longing. He cupped my face in his hands, his thumbs gently stroking my cheekbones. "I know I promised you today but….are you sure, love? I don't want to hurt you." His concern was evident, his words laced with worry and desire.

My face set in a firm line, my jaw tightening slightly as I pulled myself up, wincing at the movement. "I am sure, Malachai. I need you. I need to feel you, to erase the memories of his violation with your touch."

I kissed him again, more urgently this time, my tongue delving deep into his mouth. I poured all of my love, my passion, my desperation into the kiss. He responded with a low groan, his hands moving to grip my hips possessively. He rolled us over, settling his larger frame between my legs as he continued to devour my mouth. I arched into him, a moan escaping my throat as I felt his hardness pressing against my own.

My hands slid down his back, nails raking lightly over his skin as I pulled him closer. He shuddered at the touch, his own hands roaming my body with a tender reverence. He trailed kisses along my jaw and down the column of my throat, pausing to nip lightly at the sensitive skin where my pulse beat rapidly. I gasped, my head falling back to give him better access. "Please," I breathed, my voice thick with need.

His lips curved into a small smile against my skin. "Shh, I've got you," he murmured, his hands sliding under my shirt to push it up and off my body.

I shuddered as his calloused hands skimmed over my bare skin, his touch leaving trails of fire in its wake. I arched into the caress, craving more of that delicious friction. His mouth continued its sensual exploration, nipping and sucking at my collarbone, my shoulders, the tops of my chest. I tangled my fingers in his hair, urging him on. "Mmm, you taste divine," he rumbled against my skin, his voice vibrating deliciously. I whimpered, my nipples hardening under his attentions.

His hands worked to undo my pants, pushing them down my legs along with my underwear. He lavished attention on my thighs, alternating between soft kisses and gentle bites. My breath came in short gasps, my arousal evident in the tent pitched beneath my boxers. He slowly peeled away the last barrier, his eyes darkening with lust as he took in my naked form.

"So beautiful," he murmured, his gaze roaming appreciatively over my body. I blushed at the compliment, my hands coming up to cover my face self-consciously. He gently pulled them away, pressing a tender kiss to each palm. "Don't hide from me, love".