She pulls away with a ragged breath. “I love you too, Rowan. And I would be more than happy to protect your heart from the world because you make me want to be a little bit selfish too.” Her smile rivals everything else in the entire world.
Zahra’s it for me. I know it with everything in me, and my intuition has never been wrong before. There’s nothing in the world I’ll find more beautiful than her. Not the sun. Not the moon. Not even the entire galaxy compares to the light she radiates wherever she goes.
51
Zahra
Rowan’s lips only leave mine to carry me up the stairs without falling. My legs stay wrapped around his hips during the entire journey until he throws me on his bed and rips off all my clothes.
He kisses a trail from my lips to my hip bone, making me feel so pretty my eyes water. His hands drag down my thighs. He’s sure to tease me as he moves, caressing my skin with the faintest touch that has me gasping.
“I love the little noises you make because they’re all mine.” His gaze burns into me as he traces the curve of my breast with his index finger. My skin pebbles in his wake, and my clit throbs.
“But I especially love the moans you make when I do this.” He drops to his knees before his tongue drags across my center. My hips buck off the mattress, and Rowan presses his palm flat against my stomach, holding me down.
“I thought I knew what it meant to be selfish, but then I met you. I want to own you in every way that matters. Your time. Your smiles. Your heart.” His devious smile sends a shiver down my spine.
There’s no other word to describe the way he worships me. I feel like I’m laid on an altar, with Rowan showering me with his devotion. He uses his tongue as a weapon, turning me into nothing but putty beneath his hands. My world shifts to black as I shut my eyes and get lost in the feel of his tongue fucking me into oblivion.
His hands grip my ass and squeeze, making me gasp. “Eyes on me.”
My eyes snap open as I stare down at him. He keeps his gaze locked on mine as he sucks on my clit, proving how much he owns my body and heart. My head drops back on its own while my eyes roll into the back of my head.
He pulls away and presses his thumb against my clit. “What did I say?”
I rise on my elbows and stare at him devouring me. It’s sensual, the way his mouth moves. Our gazes hold as he pumps another finger into me, bringing forth another wave of pleasure. He thrusts in rhythm with his tongue. I’m gasping and grabbing at sheets, trying to hold on to keep me grounded.
Rowan doesn’t like that. His actions scream it, and his movements are frenzied. He wants me wild and begging because every action after says so. His fingers become relentless, teasing my G-spot like he owns it. I buck under him, but his hand remains steady, pressing me into the sheets, forcing me to do nothing but feel.
My orgasm hits me out of nowhere, like a massive wave of pleasure, starting from my head and moving its way to my toes.
I feel completely numb as the jangle of his belt buckle fills the silence. I’m unable to move and do anything.
Rowan kisses his way back up my body. “I love you so damn much, Zahra.”
It’s amazing how three little words could set off an entire swarm of butterflies in my stomach.
“Would you be willing to try something new with me?”
I thought alpha Rowan was sexy, but there’s something about his hesitant voice that has me running a hand down his back in support.
He places a soft kiss against my lips. “Do you trust me?”
I take a deep breath. After everything we’ve been through, I shouldn’t. We might have some work to do, but I know Rowan loves me. He gave up his future in Chicago for me. His actions speak the loudest words, even if it took him some time to get there.