“Kavi!” she cried, so loud even the sky could hear.
He lowered his head, his moistened lips brushing gently over her clit as his finger stabbed into her cunt. Fast. Deeply. Recklessly.
Force gathered in her core, tightening her womb, sparking up tremors inside her sex. “Oh God, Kavi…”
At her sides, her fingers dug into the earth as he lodged his finger inside her. His mouth opened wide around her clit, suctioning greedily with quick, wet slurping noises that aroused her all the more.
She couldn’t stand it, couldn’t hold back the tidal wave. The explosion. Her eyes rolled backward and she spasmed, spilling her juices in a quick flush of liquid as her pussy rippled around his finger in rhythmic contractions. He growled as he pulled out his finger and plunged his tongue into her sheath, devouring her cream. His big, solid body shuddered from the pleasure of tasting her.
Liana was still rolling her head, trying to regain her senses, when he moved and stretched his length on top of hers. Her nipples stabbed into his chest at every panting breath, every heave of her chest as she fought to breathe. Kavi was panting hard, air whooshing in and out of him as he took her legs by the ankles and looped them around his hips.
His eyes looked heavy as he stared down at her. “I have dreamed of this. Of mating with you.” Without entering her, the tip of his cock prodded her entrance with little stabs, testing her opening.
She cradled his face above hers. “Kavi, I’ve wanted this forever.”
“It will be forever.”
“Yes,” she breathed.
He groaned, the tumescent head of his cock pressed against her, still not penetrating. “You are tight.” Sweat glistened on his forehead as he held himself upright, poised above her. “Are you untouched, Liana? I will be gentle.”
“No!” she cried. “Yes, I mean…I’ve never been touched, Kavi, but don’t hold back. I want it all. I want it…hard. Fuck me. I want you so much.”
His jaw clamped, eyes darkening in determination as his hips rocked back and plunged. She was so wet, he slipped into her with a single thrust, all the way to her core, so that every muscle inside her clamped around his length.
A flash of pain jolted through her, and yet Liana found pleasure in that as well. “Yes!” she urged, her hips nudging his.
Kavi bent to take a nipple into his mouth, his hair falling down her sides like a blanket as he suctioned the hardened peak. Ribbons of sensation unfurled at that sensitized tip, traveling down her belly, her limbs, her calves, until she felt weightless, floating in a sea of sensation.
He moved inside her, his cock stroking every inch of her. She moaned in bliss while he made a choking sound, as if he too found the pleasure excruciating. His thrusts quickened, his mouth opening wide around her areola before he bit down on it gently.
“Mine,” he cooed, his hips pumping faster.
“Sumi,” she breathed. Liana’s eyes had drifted shut, a storm of sensations assailing her. She was savoring every one. The spasms in her muscles, the weakness in her thighs, the boiling heat in her pussy, the little pricks of pleasure on the tips of her breasts.
Her legs strengthened their hold around him, mindless, lust-filled yelps and whimpers tearing out of her throat as he continued to fuck her. She was so overwhelmed, so unaware of anything else but Kavi. She didn’t even realize her hands were soiled, caking his shoulders in mud when they clamped around them and squeezed. Kavi’s hips pulled back, a choking sound dying in his throat as he gave that last thrust that catapulted her to bliss.
She went blind when it came, his growl of release echoing in her ears even as she released her own hoarse cry of ecstasy.
For a full three minutes after her blissful voyage, all Liana could think was—wow!
While Kavi…
Liana feared he’d fallen asleep, he was so still.
Nudging him off her with great effort, she flipped onto her stomach and watched him sit up beside her, still looking rattled. Shooting him a mischievous smile, she nodded toward her back and said, “Mipe.”
Kavi scowled in confusion, his gaze slowly drifting to her back. Only then did he see the mark. And grumbled out a breathless word she was sure must have been a curse.
Chapter Six
Kavi stared, resisting the urge to rub his eyes, sure they were playing games on him. All speech had left him and his heart had barely begun to resume its normal rhythm before it began to race again. All across Liana’s back were scribbles. Letters. In red and green ink, and a drawing of a long, crooked path in dark brown. The colors looked glossy over the smooth, fair skin of her back, too beautiful to have been caused by anything but magic. “What is this?” he whispered, his hand trembling as he reached out to her.
Almost afraid to touch it, Kavi traced the long, sleek path with one finger, whispering hoarsely, “This is magic, Liana.”
Turning her head to one side and resting her cheek on her arm, Liana closed her eyes and sighed dreamily. “I’ve had it all my life. I try to ignore it…I can’t even see it without a mirror, of course. But sometimes,” she confessed, her voice dropping to a murmur. “Sometimes it’s been a great burden to carry, Kavi.”
Kavi’s throat tightened with emotion. He wanted to weep for her. For the little girl charged with the enormous responsibility of this map. For the woman who obviously thought it was the only reason she held value. For the mate he loved and wanted to protect with his life. And for his people—for there, on her beautiful marked back, was the key to their long-lasting exile. There, on her back, one word stood out among the rest…